Off With Their Heads (Feat. Wretch 32)
Devlin
Devlin, yeah
Wretch 32 in the building
Let’s take it back there
Time to go in
Tell ‘em Wretch, tell ‘em
Wretch
I’m on some off
With your head shit
I keep firing
I’m not The Apprentice
Devs told me to go in
Ah yeah
So I wrap blocked all
The exits
Yes I’ll be here forever
The chair’s so far I’ll
Leave here in leather
So dark, so cold
With a couple girls
Sitting on my lap
I’m never gonna say
I’m back
I’m a little too in love
With plaques
I moved in to the hall
Of fame
So I wipe my feet on
Tracks
I’ma kill it, I’m a killer
See me with one
Glove, it’s a Thriller
And we’re out of here
I doubt you’re near
I’ve already been a
Thousand ‘ere
But if you live for the
Money, then you die
For the money
So I ain’t even trying
To count it, I swear
And if you don’t think
I’m fucked
Middle finger up
Fuck me, fuck you
I’ll make you feel
Small when I big you up
Up, up and away
I can’t see ya
On my own scale
I’m a Libra
Told ‘em leave me
Alone, I wanna leave, uh
Had to give ‘em so
Dough to get a pizza
Everyday I have to
Take away
Tomorrow won’t be
The same today
I don’t score when
I’m at home
I strike more when
I play away
Shut down the
Asylum
Before I creep through
The exit, find it
Jump any fence
Inside then drag a man
Out of a car that
He just was driving
And then put the
Pedal to the floor
I’m back and
I’m ready for the war like
A Viking
I ain’t gotta tell ‘em
Anymore, me and
Wretch
Already killed this UK
Grime thing
And there’s not a lot
Left that could swing
With shit
And the doctor of
Death flying
Wretch 32 said it’s
Off with his head
Got cold feet then it’s
Frost on your creps
Nevermind where
You’re walking, watch
Where you step
Mind what you’re talking
I might dissect
Any guy trying a
Bullshit vibe on a sec
Can’t fuck with me
Like my wife on the reds
To unorthodox to let it go
So I let ‘em know that
I’m pro, but my name
Ain’t Stephen
Soul seems to be
Involved
I’m burying men six
Deep in a hole, no reason
You’re getting buried
Alive, I’m tryina
Better my life
While some men are
Cutting up suits
With scissors and
Severing ties
I let ‘em know that
It’s Devlin’ time
No disputing I shift to the move
This game from the days
Of the Movement
Using the only utensil
I knew to
Now I need loot, this a like
To my figures on You Tube
Retreat or advance then,
You choose
At the present I’m king like
Presley
Test me, then I’m running
Out full of anger
And envy and stamping
You out in my blue shoes
Ride a beat like a
Traktor, ey
But I ain’t getting on
A train, ‘ey
Everybody wants to
Act up, yeah
‘Til you put ‘em
In the frame
And I ain’t got time
For shit, patience’s
Thinner than my toilet
Roll
I’m a fixed up brother
From a broken home
I remember I used to
Watch Home Alone
Now I’m home alone
In my owner home
This millennium, got
A loada dome
Rome then roam
Came home smelling
Like hot Cologne
Had a success
Overdose, woah
You see my roll-on flow
And I’m so sure that
I can’t be old yet all my
Heels I carry on toe to toe
When we take this game
Now, so cologne
You couldn’t play my post
I’m an old soul like an
Ancient ghost
That created his
Name in the game
And he
Took shit to another
Level on the whole
I can’t really explain
My brain
But if you peeked inside
Of my skull
You’d see shit so deep in
My rear
Eye low deep, know why
I feel this cold
And I feel like the caped crusader
Here on the brink of a
Dangerous caper
I’m always collected
And calm in battle
Can’t be rattled, go
Sample a shaker
OT, I’m an out taker
I’m taking out any men
That are minor
And think that they’re
Major, there’s a devil
And a Wretch that just broke
Out of the chamber
Yes, now I’m going
For the hat-trick
One singer, one model
One actress
But I might disappear
If you’re acting
Or singing me a new
Tune on a mad pitch
Back to my rap shit
I’ma go hard this year
Can’t be looking at
The past this year
That won’t help me
Get past this year
In an extra zone next
To tracks
Multiple hits but with
Extra swag
I’de divided my time
Royalties won’t forget
To add
And I ain’t adding
Nobody on my BB
Iphone when I want
You to see me
I plane, You Tube
See me on Wretch 32 TV
I’m getting
Flashbacks from the past
Head full of hate and
A mouth full of bars
Me and Wretch just
Scretched this game
To a next span
Taking the extra yard
We’re going extra
Hard, no I can not be barred
Say what you want
But you couldn’t keep
Devs out
Anyways, I’ve already
Broke through the fence now
And I’m quite
Relentless when I vex out
Everybody wants to
The best out
But he gets stripped
Like a bitch when
I dress down
Think you’re a face
Round ‘ere?
Get left lying face
Down in a next town
Pull strings like Robbie Lamont
On the beat and I’m
Dropping the bomb
I’ll make you all feel sick
Like Sue Bo dropping her thong
This ain’t Sumo but I’m too
Big and too strong
compositores: JAMES JOHN DEVLIN, ROBBIE LAMOND, JERMAINE JASON ST CLAIRE SCOTT
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Wretch 32 in the building
Let’s take it back there
Time to go in
Tell ‘em Wretch, tell ‘em
Wretch
I’m on some off
With your head shit
I keep firing
I’m not The Apprentice
Devs told me to go in
Ah yeah
So I wrap blocked all
The exits
Yes I’ll be here forever
The chair’s so far I’ll
Leave here in leather
So dark, so cold
With a couple girls
Sitting on my lap
I’m never gonna say
I’m back
I’m a little too in love
With plaques
I moved in to the hall
Of fame
So I wipe my feet on
Tracks
I’ma kill it, I’m a killer
See me with one
Glove, it’s a Thriller
And we’re out of here
I doubt you’re near
I’ve already been a
Thousand ‘ere
But if you live for the
Money, then you die
For the money
So I ain’t even trying
To count it, I swear
And if you don’t think
I’m fucked
Middle finger up
Fuck me, fuck you
I’ll make you feel
Small when I big you up
Up, up and away
I can’t see ya
On my own scale
I’m a Libra
Told ‘em leave me
Alone, I wanna leave, uh
Had to give ‘em so
Dough to get a pizza
Everyday I have to
Take away
Tomorrow won’t be
The same today
I don’t score when
I’m at home
I strike more when
I play away
Shut down the
Asylum
Before I creep through
The exit, find it
Jump any fence
Inside then drag a man
Out of a car that
He just was driving
And then put the
Pedal to the floor
I’m back and
I’m ready for the war like
A Viking
I ain’t gotta tell ‘em
Anymore, me and
Wretch
Already killed this UK
Grime thing
And there’s not a lot
Left that could swing
With shit
And the doctor of
Death flying
Wretch 32 said it’s
Off with his head
Got cold feet then it’s
Frost on your creps
Nevermind where
You’re walking, watch
Where you step
Mind what you’re talking
I might dissect
Any guy trying a
Bullshit vibe on a sec
Can’t fuck with me
Like my wife on the reds
To unorthodox to let it go
So I let ‘em know that
I’m pro, but my name
Ain’t Stephen
Soul seems to be
Involved
I’m burying men six
Deep in a hole, no reason
You’re getting buried
Alive, I’m tryina
Better my life
While some men are
Cutting up suits
With scissors and
Severing ties
I let ‘em know that
It’s Devlin’ time
No disputing I shift to the move
This game from the days
Of the Movement
Using the only utensil
I knew to
Now I need loot, this a like
To my figures on You Tube
Retreat or advance then,
You choose
At the present I’m king like
Presley
Test me, then I’m running
Out full of anger
And envy and stamping
You out in my blue shoes
Ride a beat like a
Traktor, ey
But I ain’t getting on
A train, ‘ey
Everybody wants to
Act up, yeah
‘Til you put ‘em
In the frame
And I ain’t got time
For shit, patience’s
Thinner than my toilet
Roll
I’m a fixed up brother
From a broken home
I remember I used to
Watch Home Alone
Now I’m home alone
In my owner home
This millennium, got
A loada dome
Rome then roam
Came home smelling
Like hot Cologne
Had a success
Overdose, woah
You see my roll-on flow
And I’m so sure that
I can’t be old yet all my
Heels I carry on toe to toe
When we take this game
Now, so cologne
You couldn’t play my post
I’m an old soul like an
Ancient ghost
That created his
Name in the game
And he
Took shit to another
Level on the whole
I can’t really explain
My brain
But if you peeked inside
Of my skull
You’d see shit so deep in
My rear
Eye low deep, know why
I feel this cold
And I feel like the caped crusader
Here on the brink of a
Dangerous caper
I’m always collected
And calm in battle
Can’t be rattled, go
Sample a shaker
OT, I’m an out taker
I’m taking out any men
That are minor
And think that they’re
Major, there’s a devil
And a Wretch that just broke
Out of the chamber
Yes, now I’m going
For the hat-trick
One singer, one model
One actress
But I might disappear
If you’re acting
Or singing me a new
Tune on a mad pitch
Back to my rap shit
I’ma go hard this year
Can’t be looking at
The past this year
That won’t help me
Get past this year
In an extra zone next
To tracks
Multiple hits but with
Extra swag
I’de divided my time
Royalties won’t forget
To add
And I ain’t adding
Nobody on my BB
Iphone when I want
You to see me
I plane, You Tube
See me on Wretch 32 TV
I’m getting
Flashbacks from the past
Head full of hate and
A mouth full of bars
Me and Wretch just
Scretched this game
To a next span
Taking the extra yard
We’re going extra
Hard, no I can not be barred
Say what you want
But you couldn’t keep
Devs out
Anyways, I’ve already
Broke through the fence now
And I’m quite
Relentless when I vex out
Everybody wants to
The best out
But he gets stripped
Like a bitch when
I dress down
Think you’re a face
Round ‘ere?
Get left lying face
Down in a next town
Pull strings like Robbie Lamont
On the beat and I’m
Dropping the bomb
I’ll make you all feel sick
Like Sue Bo dropping her thong
This ain’t Sumo but I’m too
Big and too strong
compositores: JAMES JOHN DEVLIN, ROBBIE LAMOND, JERMAINE JASON ST CLAIRE SCOTT
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