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wiley - getalong gang lyrics

[intro]
eskiboy
playtime is over
and i know you think like, we’re all in the getalong gang
and we’re happy together but we’re not
you know why?

[verse 1: wiley]
i’m reason grime is a name brand
ever since you was spitting bars
i been raining down just like rain man
knowledge of a caveman, old school like ray bans
you went jail for a bag, i’ve had eight bags
just ‘cus you bored up walker
that don’t mean i gotta rate man
i can relate man
but it’s my war and i don’t even hate man
there’s no way you’ll merk
you can hear me and say you don’t rate man
i’m a sinner was a hit from the day i vocaled it
simple and plain
stand up, stand up, it’s hard to waste man like me
ain’t you noticed?
i cater for everybody’s tastes and the levels so high
you can’t win just one wasteman
you gotta win bare, and if you appear on [?]
it’s big that won’t even save man

[chorus]
you might think we’re the getalong gang but, half of us don’t getalong gang
i dont wanna start putting metal on man
i walk alone not in a getalong gang
you might think we’re the getalong gang but, half of us don’t getalong gang
i dont wanna start putting metal on man
i walk alone not in a getalong gang

[verse 2]
because g’s too serious, wiley’s a joker
g plays kano, wiley plays poker
poke a hundred holes in your character
kano laughs, he controls your character
i’m a real mic man, not a barrister
i should be the movement’s manager
i don’t wanna join them but i like saying fuck radio
maybe ‘cus i said it before them
let’s go on tour then
crash on every stage that we hit
i’m brave with a gun, better with my fists
on stage with a gun, i don’t wanna get nicked
don’t string me out ‘cus the barrel holds six
i’ll, empty the clip like
taking the piss like
i come equip for the war, i’m sick like
you don’t wanna get down right now
you’re a clown right now
and i’m off with your chick like

[verse 3]
don’t be offended
by the way i landed
i’m outstanding
i dig deep if i’m stranded
don’t care what the baddest man did
i’m badder when i’m on zero like before i landed
right handed, vip bandit
left hand guess what guess watches wearing
plain black with a new leather skin with a question mark in the middle of the bezel
don’t be alarmed if you see me buss garms that won’t be on the self til, next year march
but this 16 bar is, hotter than tar
i’m a star with a near off bar
got beats and bars and i’m
gonna start smashing up cars
if you owe me a penny better pay it up fast
pussyholes try to bread they get parred
but they didn’t know i was street smart got the coldest heart

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