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[Intro]

A lot of people say Roll Deep's done

Roll Deep's not done yeah, no, I wouldn't let Roll Deep die

Even if I had to run along on my own and fly the flag for Roll Deep Yeah I will keep the name

Roll Deep are not done yeah

Everyone thinks that, it's not gone and done


[Verse 1]

So this guy thinks that he's bad, he just got dropped

T.I.'s got shit to do

You were flying to states, you didn't bring your mates

Now its back to the grime, no pop hits for you

A tune with Meek don't make you rapper

You rap for the fame, the hot tits and loot

I rap for my family, moshpits and booze

In the back of the canopy shoplift for food

This gun right here I cocked it for you

If I hear more talk I'll droplip the yout

If he brings more boys I'll dropkick the crew

If I hear more noise your boxed in the booth

Your last CD's like hot piss in poo

I beat a man down wit chop sticks and shoes

In your girl's womb the cock features grew

I don't wanna have to talk to this suicidal yout

The lord of the mics jacket's got him so gassed

That he couldn't work out what he was try'na do

Went round bookies and I laid down so much flames

That Zoe she couldn't fan the fumes

I spin chip round like crash bandicoot

Nigga, grime's my house so take off your shoes

When I lie down you pricks hit the booth

Might drive right round and slapdick your boo

Think that you're badder I backhand a dude

I don't wanna hear your lies on the tune

Say you rep gangs, but where are the troops?

I'm taking the piss I poop in your coup

Fuck Believe and Achieve, I one finger dudes

Breaking your disc and taking your food

I rep gimme grime I'm raising the roof

You been trying it for time so this ones for you



[Bridge] x2

You don't really wanna be talkin' like that, Chip

You don't really wanna be talkin' like that, Chip

You don't really wanna be talkin' like that, Chip, cause

You might not survive this shit


[Verse 2]

You don't really wanna be coming around thinking you're big in the town

Haters I'm knocking them down, look at them clocking me now

Wanna be stopping me now, cause I'm on top of 'em now

Leave them all wondering how my flow is getting around

Wannabes copy my style, gyaldem I'm digging 'em out

After, I'm kicking 'em out, [?] picking 'em out

Mandem are bringing 'em out


(Fuck Off!)


[Verse 3]

Next flow will ruin him

Don't say School of Grime you've been truanting

Big Narstie should sit on your face and shit in your mouth

While Skepta says 'Go on then'

I'm about to turn Chip to a no one then

Where's Ice Kid, where's Dot Rotten then?

Cause when they're in the same room, you don't wanna spit no more

Big fat prob-a-lem

Fix your face, don't make trouble then

And I won't bring Lowkey or 12 and them

Find your body in the Thames on the news at ten

For the sake of the Youtube fuck it then

Guarantee when I come to your show with the whole of the scene

That shiz won't back it then

He'll be there with his hands in the air with a face full of fear

Like "Sas, dont pack him in"



[Verse 4]

Chip, Chip Diddy Chip

Man where the fuck have you been

Saying my name on a diss

Like I'ma pull off your tits

And staple the back of your head

Chip put a pad on that clit

Must be that time of the month when you're bleeding and shit

Talking like we give a shit

But we don't, so I'm begging that jammer stop feeding him dick

I'm poor and my tanks on the red

Anyone chatting that gas

Petrol or not, still get a pump to the head

Plus man am known to the feds

Should've died couple times

Like I'm in debt to the angels for about an arm and a leg

I don't give a fuck for your shaolins

5th Hokage, I train in the mountains

Don't worry 'bout me worry 'bout your accountant

And worry if your song's gonna chart

Don't see Chris Brown giving you a retweet on your single

I guess he left your ass in the past

A lie would be sweet, but the truth is a par

So I tell a man straight, you're no longer a star

Don't come around here with your greasy lips

When you're looking like you're licking that arse

I'm a gangster, you're a plastic one

Trying wear grime clothes on a drastic one

I ain't gotta prove that I'm part of the scene

Cause me and Crazy Titch made a classic one

While you was on tour doing sweet 16's

I was in a boiler room with no jackets on

Fuck a little hooch on my mattress, don

If you really wanna send better practice son



[Outro]

You can't get bigger than the name, like you...

Some people say you can, but really you can't

The name will always be big

If you was from Roll deep people say that's him from Roll Deep

Whether he was, 2 years down the line, 3 years down the line or 4, it doesn't matter

If he left, people would say he used to be in Roll Deep init, so Roll Deep will still be on their lips

Roll Deep ain't gonna die, no 

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