Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Novelist
Novelist
Vocals
Skepta
Skepta
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Adenuga
Joseph Adenuga
Songwriter
Kojo Kankam
Kojo Kankam
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Skepta
Skepta
Producer
Jake Gordon
Jake Gordon
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Come off the stage, move
They don't want to hear you
They don't want to hear you
Is that what you think?
Calm, calm, calm
Lyrics for lyrics, calm
[Verse 2]
Yeah, hear me on the radio wah gwan?
See me on the TV, hi mom
Murk MCs when the mic's in my palm
Lyrics for lyrics, calm
Hear me on the radio, wah gwan?
See me on the TV, hi mom
Murk MCs when the mic's in my palm
Lyrics for lyrics, calm
[Verse 3]
You got murked last week
I didn't even get a rewind that's peek
Couldn't get out your punchlines on time
You want to diss me, oh blood, what a cheek
Sidewinder you got air on the roads
Eskimo Dance, you was spitting off beat
Lord of the Mics, you weren’t spitting that heat
‘Bout right **** bars ain't on fleek
You don't want to clash me, you’ll get murked
Bury MC six feet in the dirt
I know you saw the police outside
You saw the blood on Devil man's shirt
Got rude, that didn't work
And your girl looks like she don't work
(Mental)
Man, I wouldn't beat that even if I was burse
[Verse 4]
Hear me on the radio, wah gwan?
See me on the TV, hi mom
Murk MCs when the mic's in my palm
Lyrics for lyrics, calm
Hear me on the radio, wah gwan?
See me on the TV, hi mom
Murk MCs when the mic's in my palm
Lyrics for lyrics, calm
[Verse 5]
Them man are fake, them man are sus
I'm the boss these pagans wanna touch
I'm the kinda boss ops gotta rush
‘Cause I make it rain something like bells on a bus
One on one fair and square man are fucked
Swinging at my sword, swinging out my nunchucks
Running out of corn, man will get a gun buck
Tell a pussyholw look shark fix up
[Verse 6]
Where you from, huh?
What's wrong? What's going on?
Why you got your screw face on?
Dead that, forget that
Diss track, nobody wanna hear that song
Better get your thinking hats on
You don't want to diss me that's long
'Cause I'm a don, lyrically gone
You want to clash but you're gonna get banged on
[Verse 7]
Hear me on the radio, wah gwan?
See me on the TV, hi mom
Murk MCs when the mic's in my palm
Lyrics for lyrics, calm
Hear me on the radio, wah gwan?
See me on the TV, hi mom
Murk MCs when the mic's in my palm
Lyrics for lyrics, calm
[Verse 8]
I'm a king, lyrically ming you want to clash
You're gonna get tucked in
Drew for the buck ting, when I bucked him
In the jaw side's right where I bucked him
Don't really care if he goes to the gym
Get put down by the lead like drawing
To kick your door in
Anybody snoring, when I bore in
Gonna get a full face of piss
Urine, deep shit you're in
N-O-V-D-D-D, you're warring
Not gonna be me, that you’re boring
I'm gonna jack manaman
Take your rings and all of your bling
Lewisham king
It's not a ting to draw the ting
If you wanna swing, but if you get juked don't sing
Not a long ting to do the hype ting
[Verse 9]
Hear me on the radio, wah gwan?
See me on the TV, hi mom
Murk MCs when the mic's in my palm
Lyrics for lyrics, calm
Hear me on the radio, wah gwan?
See me on the TV, hi mom
Murk MCs when the mic's in my palm
Lyrics for lyrics, calm
Written by: Joseph Adenuga, Kwadwo Quentin Kankam
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