Listen to Grime Scene Saviours (feat. D Double E, Frisco, Flirta D, Skepta, Bruza, JME, Jendor, Novelist, Jamakabi & Flowdan) by Chip

Grime Scene Saviours (feat. D Double E, Frisco, Flirta D, Skepta, Bruza, JME, Jendor, Novelist, Jamakabi & Flowdan)

Chip

Rap

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chip
Chip
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
D. Cornwall
D. Cornwall
Composer
Darren Dixon
Darren Dixon
Composer
D. Harriot
D. Harriot
Composer
Joseph Adenuga
Joseph Adenuga
Composer
J Clachar
J Clachar
Composer
J Coombs
J Coombs
Composer
Jahmaal Noel Fyffe
Jahmaal Noel Fyffe
Composer
K Kancam
K Kancam
Composer
M Momoh
M Momoh
Composer
M. Viera
M. Viera
Composer
S Barkah
S Barkah
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dexplicit
Dexplicit
Producer

Lyrics

Legend, a legend, legend, legend Legend Se-see me in the street and they call me a (legend) I'ma line that (legend) Sky that (legend) Chip can't run out bars, top (legend) Repeat that bar, yeah, I'm what? (Legend) Teenage (legend) Big man (legend) Kill a MC, yeah, I'll wig man (legend) Budubabapbap (legend) Slap that (legend) And I'm still not taking no back chat (legend) Bud-da-boop-boop (ooh) Step to the mic with (ooh) Fuck up the daft whip (ooh) Baggaman wanna spit their deepest bars, tell them come wit' the-, it's- (ooh, ooh) It's mree mree With a man like, I, I Nah, you don't wan' ramp with, mree mree Baggaman wan' try, try In the ends you'll see, see I come tru' like when I come tru' I don't take cheque, one, two, cannot undo Like what is it on? Who is it up to? Capital F to R, glide and cut tru' 'Cah man ah gliding rude boy Man ah send bine that will find him rude boy Send a big back ting to line him rude boy My badness, can't televise, tell him I'm styling rude boy Legendary Been a bad boy since Chip was in secondary school Cool, cool, it's yeah Mum didn't raise no fool, that would be foolish Been a bad boy since Chip was in secondary school Cool, cool, it's yeah Mum didn't raise no fool, that would be foolish What d'ya mean? What d'ya mean? (Greaze) Go on then, go on then, said you got a laser beam You can't even afford a good pair of jeans Like Krept I got cream, what d'ya mean? How they gonna lift my skirt? When I never wear no dress, I know your girl's impressed You can't war me, it's too risky, I'm like whiskey God forgive me, if I burn his chest Yeah, yeah, here he is They're like, "Bruza, where you been?" Been minding mine, been blind to the BS Not watching or hearing it Bruza, culminating blows to your nose (get me) Bruza, culminating blows to your nose Bruza, flat cap, mic in my hand, dominating Dominating, get me, get me Serious, you're not serious Family ting, yeah, Fast and Furious Wanna get serious, let's get serious If not, I'll come to your rave Quick on my J's, then spit in the rave like kick in the place Spit in your face, man, will piss on your grave For the disrespect 'cause, I am serious Boy better know (shut your mouth) Who? Nice Get down, overproof bullets I'm sending More than a war, get 'em Hit that black leather glove, then we go again (Brrrah) from far (who?) Front of the car (who?) Back of the car (who?) Under the car (who?) 28 shots from far when I'm movin' in the middle of the night I'm still grim of the night Chatting and bragging about, mm, yeah Chatting and bragging about, one, one Chatting and bragging about, stop, wait Chatting and bragging about (N-O-Vuh-duh-duh-duh) Chatting and bragging about lyrically ming You want to clash but you're gonna get tucked in You don't wanna war with the N-O (Vuh-duh-duh-duh) You will get hit with the, mm, yeah How wi do Step pon dem ina mi size 10 shoe When you see the Annunaki walk thru Big tune drop and bwoy fi get slew Begging a bredda fi try diss my gang Begging a bredda fi try diss my crew Telling a bredda fi don't step inna mi quarter Telling a bredda fi don't step ina mi shoe Yo, stone cold kwenger Bun dem, you know I got pepper Bare carbine when I put bar together Ayo, the Grammy dun deya Lightwork whenever I work, no pressure Murder, you know seh a mad ting mi bredda Shell a verse, grime ting, no acapella 'Cah we cold like the UK weather, dem dead
Writer(s): Jahmaal Fyffe, Jamie Adenuga, Peggy Lee, Kwadwo Quentin Kankam, Victor Popular Young, Darren Jason Dixon, Marc Veira, Dean Harriot, Jermaine Orlando Coombs, Michael Boakarie Momoh, Joseph Olaitan Adenuga, Shaun Barker, Kingslee James Maclean Daley, Francis Deshane Cornwall, Jendor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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