Heat Up

Heat up, heat up, heat up

Jet Le, Wiley, Breeze gonna eat the beat up

Scratchy's on the beat let us eat the beat up

Let's get the boys that are 'bout to heat up

Roll Deeper

Jet one, Jet two, Jet three

Was placed in the strap, provided by me

But hear, I got a story to tell

See the life of leisure child, wonderin why things so foul

You can first life, and I'm gonna get the next

Next one will give a stone cold suplex

I'ma top boy, who seen a lot of cold things

Sha-Shoot-Shot-Sharp cold t'ings

We Roll Deep but we never judge though

'Cause  we get that cheddar but the rings still slow

Backwards and forwards and left, right go

Jus' let Wiley make you get your dough

Row row row ya boat gently down the stream

And if you don't want holes in ya boat

Don't roll in the Roll Deep team

No no no you don't, you only Roll Deep in ya dreams

If that's what your tellin' me, you must be my enemy

You ain't heard the word on the streets

Well half this, half that there

But, nah I'm not a mixed up breah

Hell no, not a half up here

They should know I fully run, don't care

But I got stuff to share

Got a noog shot for ya old dear

Empty the clip, I got a few shots spare

I shot the Sheriff but I don't shot gear

Call me chemical Ali

Bust bare face, cop no Bali

Close contact, not to pally

Run around town, but you can't keep a tally

On me, and you know what I carry

I don't wanna do a big bird like Larry

I got bad boi material

Stick to what's good, and stick up ya aerial

Row row row ya boat gently down the stream

And if you don't want holes in ya boat

Don't roll in the Roll Deep team

No no no you don't, you only Roll Deep in ya dreams

If that's what your tellin' me, you must be my enemy

You ain't heard the word on the streets

My way now, make way for the Kingpin

But the jawside bash, you know I mixin'

Scratch won't pass, what ya jinxin'

Music in my jeans, ain't gymsin'

Make sure that I'm there when ya sinkin'

Write lyrics and lyrics with out thinkin'

Is it a long t'ing nah, it's a quick ting

Two swords when they hit its like, schling, schling

When I step into the ring, it's like, ding, ding

But the girls on my line, it's like ring, ring, ring, out

And when ya thinkin', you a screwin' ya caught ya gash winkin'

She's lickin' her lips, and linkin'

They was big until we come, and then they shrinkin'

Row row row ya boat gently down the stream

And if you don't want holes in ya boat

Don't roll in the Roll Deep team

No no no you don't, you only Roll Deep in ya dreams

If that's what your tellin' me, you must be my enemy

You ain't heard the word on the streets

I'm bad boy Trim on a bad boy thing

If you're not a bad boy, dis ain't you thing

If you try sittin on my skin, I leave metal in skin and take kettle again the names Trim

I love to swing, I'll unplug ya shin

Drug ya drink, fuck ya link

What's up with him

Boy with the .38 box wit' him

And that's Trim 'cause he's got no hair to cut with him

But who's Trim, do a lift and we'll lose him

Keep cruising, and I'll, feel using

Yeah he's name's Trim, 'cause

He never was a trim, never gon' trim, and he begin

Wait, are ya listenin', listen

Row row row ya boat gently down the stream

And if you don't want holes in ya boat

Don't Roll in the Roll Deep team

No no no you don't, you only Roll Deep in ya dreams

If that's what your tellin' me, you must be my enemy

You ain't heard the word on the streets

Im the big mic man

I got lyrics for the gash, weed man and mash man

You know how we go we keep it Taliban

Badderman, showerman, we keep it straight up golly man

Jawside, that's what this lyric is, in ya Jawside

That's what this lyric is, no miss, jus spits, jus hold ya tight shits

Don't step to this when I man a spit

When I man a spit, you want to run quick

They wasn't physically fit, they wasn't lyrically fit

They wasn't lyrically quick, they wasn't ready for the gigantic, mic antics

Noog shot, jawside, run away shit

What you think I'm bussin' no mo' flows

Like you an them numerals

Nah, its a runaway t'ng, no one bones in, I know what I do wit' jawsin

Row row row ya boat gently down the stream

And if you don't want holes in ya boat

Don't roll in the Roll Deep team

No no no you don't, you only Roll Deep in ya dreams

If that's what your tellin me you must be my enemy

You ain't heard the word on the streets