Hello...
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Most Wanted Productions...
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Eskiboy...
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Playtime is over...
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I remember O one december
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Me and you shopping Overtags popping
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Remember the baby name's we were rockin
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Had that early
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Since the last time I saw you No rest, Work, No stopping
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Ready to drop my album when's yours dropping
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On the New Label
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I make music not cause I'm willing cause I'm able
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Hey Dyl
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What's going on brother
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I've got to a stage where I wouldn't ever judge no other
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No race, No creed, no human, No colour
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And nothing ain't changed except I'm the best now
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It don't matter I'm still your big brother
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I don't hold the line leave that with the runner
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I support Spurs not the Gunners
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Gonna be the best for the next ten summers
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The best of ten athlete runners
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And far from blast you
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I tell you Dyl it was hard to back you
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I still done it
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Overground, Underground I still run it
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Number one grime I still run it
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We ain't in beef so pick up the phone and ring me
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I'm still rollin
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Still wear my own garms
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Still showing the roadman
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Blue jeans listening to rips of Logan's show
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In the whips that ride by
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I'm like spark some Ky I just fly by
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Not in a white ride at night time on a black bag in the
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Day time when the markets on
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Park your car wrong place car is gone
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I broke the high jump record now the bar is gone
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The present is here and the past is gone
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I'm a master
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Get me
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Sometimes I'm just rollin
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And I think back to all the raves that we did,
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All the shows we did all the radio
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We'd made up a lot of ground trust me
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Listen...
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As Day turns to night and night turns to day
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I feel more and more like moving away
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But then I remember who I am 'Legend'
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Can't stop rolling round town I'm stuck
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In the manor like venom in a snake
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I'm ahead a running snake
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When they snack there's no venom
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Still get missed calls on my phone
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So many fam I can't bell em all back
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I'm ahead of all that
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All them golden tacks wanna go worldwide
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Back to new rides
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Hype's alright but I'm nearly twenty nine
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When I reach thirty I've gotta be nice
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Make dough everyday for the rest of my life
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Big money up I didn't roll no dice
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I'll take control of my life
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Won't draw no gun, I won't draw no knife
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I'm letting go of all of that
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Growing up
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Eskiboy
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Letter 2 Dizzee
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