Don't Bread Me - Wiley

I’m not gonna lie

All them «you weren’t there» likkle cheap shots

It’s like, come on man, that’s not no kinda level

You know in this life it’s not fair

So how you gonna talk about I weren’t there

When the feds had you in Australia

I didn’t act like a fool, I knew you was there

So you can’t be a don if I’m not there

You likkle eediat

Get Dizzee, come 'round 'ere

This style none of you run around 'ere

I been livin', I been dying for my sons 'round 'ere

I come to your house, you’ve never come to my house

Bumbahole looking for the clout

Deep down in your heart you’re not an MC

I look around, I see your real gauge empty

Try to drop man out on the sly

And then you come back start looking for a bligh

Haha, no bligh

Me and you are done, no lie

About god forgive you if you bust your nine

But wait-

You ain’t gonna bust no nine

If Dan never made German Whip

You’d be right back there at the back of the line

And you ain’t above clouds, you’re the basic grime

I do shut up and fuckery and facey grime

I gave this brudda life, he ain’t taking mine

I know two girls now

They’re the reason why you’re even out here now doing famous grime

Bumbahole stay there, I won’t waste your time

Just me being real, it’s not a hatred fam

You made Jme stop, that’s paigon time

You made Jme stop

For you bro

I can never stop, 'cause I’ve gotta drop

You was never a top shotta, the cream of the crop

You was never on road like that

You gotta stop with all this

Clout-chasing, that’s what we call this

That’s Not Me gassed you up for all this

You’re a real snake, that’s what we call it

I thought about it, there’s nuttin' else to call it

Tryna be my friend but I overrule it

'Cause you lost your way back, you need schooling

Bare yes man around you, that’s boring

You’re fame-whoring

I run up on any stage, one up

Your stage, one up

Anytime I step to you, I step one up

So you can’t step on mic and run gum up

You man ain’t like me, you can’t one up

I’m a king of one up

Think about that tonight, till the mornin' when the sun come up

You said that Bob Marley copy fella

Could see them kinda talks I bun up

'Dem talks I bun up

I rock up on your next stage show, I come one up

'Cause I’m a rave done-er

I’m one up

You know me when I start help you out

Then your whole life tun up

Remember when Wiley told you to pick up the mic?

Good, I hope you never forget

Look into my face, you was never the best

I trip you over, I put my foot on your neck

I’m a junior, and you’re a junior

You bring it to me, I bring it to yah

And manna heavyweight, looking like a cruiser

I might catch you on the chin like Bruza

Stand up and think of a plate, and run through ya

I’m the bo, and the booyah

You can bring Jaykae along to protect the greatness

I’m still gonna rise and do ya

Mascot’s news to me

In my face, they can never say «boo» to me

It’s not news to me

And how you gonna say that I’m ungrateful

When you was the one that was using me?

But I’m a street don, so I had the clue to see

Never ever put a limit on who you could be

So go and be who you wanna be

Don’t try chattin' to me about envy or jealousy

'Cause that ain’t me

I said, Wiley chill, his attack ain’t peak

Cah man are followers, like that ain’t sheep

Took a cheap shot like, that ain’t weak

I guess you just wanna sing-a-long track of the week

And I was sitting down, now I’m back on my feet

I got a likkle few bars now I’m back on the beat

I’m Chiraq on the beat, I’m hard crack on the beat

I’m like, you wanna bread but no can do

I don’t wanna squash any beef with you

Man are robots, and I programmed you

Pretending you like each other it’s not true

'Cause you don’t like me, and I don’t like you

Man get rich and switch, end the crew

And I caught on like I was meant to do

And that whole rich and switch, that’s for you

Yo, you can’t G shock man

'Cause you man are some cheap shot man

Rocksteady and Bebop man

Round saucer, you man are teapot man

Blam, you fouled me as I was going to the basket

Now I got three shots fam

Look around, then I look to the basket

And then I put up the three shots man