Raise Your Glass - The HeavyTrackerz, Wiley, Manga Saint Hilare

My brother, my brother, this ting can’t die

Let’s have a toast to grime, raise your glasses high

My brother, my brother, this ting can’t die

Let’s have a toast to grime, raise your glasses high

My brother, my brother, this ting can’t die

Let’s have a toast to grime, raise your glasses high

My brother this ting can’t di-i-i-i-i-i-ie

Let’s have a toast to grime, raise your glasses hi-i-i-i-i-i-igh

Yo, they ain’t got no style

Everybody’s full of shit for the millionth time

When I done G1 they was doing it then

Like some of them ain’t got a clue with this pen

Or without the pen I’ll still spray your whole head off

That’s my legacy you want brother, get off

Function like a machine the way I let off

Listen to the radio, lots are gonna set off

Shot these products, I shot for my wage

Free spirit, I done a lot for my age

Had wars in the ring but not in my cage

Done a bit for the scene but not on my stage

When you write a bar you’re talking to yourself

When I write bars I speak to the whole place

Of people who have been 'ere, every day I’m in 'ere

I win 'ere, sin 'ere, gyaldem grin 'ere

All I really wanted was a Burberry mac and a vision moped

All I really wanted was a chaps and chain on my neck and wrist

All I really wanted was a Burberry mac and a vision moped

All I really wanted was a chaps and chain

My brother, my brother, this ting can’t die

Let’s have a toast to grime, raise your glasses high

My brother, my brother, this ting can’t die

Let’s have a toast to grime, raise your glasses high

My brother, my brother, this ting can’t die

Let’s have a toast to grime, raise your glasses high

My brother this ting can’t di-i-i-i-i-i-ie

Let’s have a toast to grime, raise your glasses hi-i-i-i-i-i-igh

No badmind gonna prosper against this two-headed monster

I get money like a baller or boxer

Thought I couldn’t see but I already clocked ya

Yo, no badmind gonna prosper against this two-headed monster

I get money like a baller or boxer

Thought I couldn’t see but I already clocked ya

Please don’t try it, I need it, I buy it

It’s wet, gotta dry it, I win, don’t tie it

My accent’s mine and the them a flyin'

The only I’m never gonna stop is trying

My dons

Your top boys are bacon in a pan fryin'

Travel around the world sharing energy

See me in the garrison, see me in the

All I really wanted was a Burberry mac and a vision moped

All I really wanted was a chaps and chain on my neck and wrist

All I really wanted was a Burberry mac and a vision moped

All I really wanted was a chaps and chain

My brother, my brother, this ting can’t die

Let’s have a toast to grime, raise your glasses high

My brother, my brother, this ting can’t die

Let’s have a toast to grime, raise your glasses high

My brother, my brother, this ting can’t die

Let’s have a toast to grime, raise your glasses high

My brother this ting can’t di-i-i-i-i-i-ie

Let’s have a toast to grime, raise your glasses hi-i-i-i-i-i-igh