Dot Rotten - Oi @Stormzy , Sit Back Down lyrics

Dududu-dudu
Oi, why's my man hating on me?
Oi rudeboy, shut up
Hmm

(Oh my god)
You're at the top of the game, sit back down
(Did you think you could just
Slip into our [?])
You're at the top of the game, sit back down
(And not get smoke?)
How's everyting going for you
Everyting's swell
(It's alright over there innit?)
Shouldn't you be having cups
Of tea with Adele?

Bruv, you're at the top of the game
Chill with Ed (Yes)
You coming out to the battlefield
Knowing that I started a war
And my tings filled with lead
(Stormz)
I'm from South West 9
You're from South West somewhere
(Where you from?)
You used to do videos in Whitehorse Road
Nobody don't come from them ends
And don't run there
Oi, Stormzy could never last (Why?)
Remember you showed me that homage is secret
I got your heart beating
You needed to get a bar
You came out and didn't set a war path
(Didn't set it)
I'm the real king of grime
On these south side streets
If you disagree, better talk darg (Talk up)
My bars from ideas
You're thinking your jaw sparked
I said there ain't no storms
That's the weather forecast
I leave MC's panicking, like "I ain't
Got bars for that guy
I ain't mad at him"
(Yes)
"I don't wanna send for him
I don't wanna challenge him"
But you stepped out full of war
So it's happening
Where was you when I
Was out Christmas carolling?
With the MAC full of teeth
Barring and battling
(Where?)
I grab this big mic and send him to the grave
Put nails in the coffin
I'm happily hammering
Jay1's tryna link Maya Jama
And you're with Jorja
Just for that, I'm kinda a fan of him (Yes)
He took it to the max
Stole my flow and used it on "Scary"
And just for that, I'm getting back at him
You're the "king of grime"?
Shut up, pack it in
You're just an industry plant being sober
Go packaging (Yes)
War blud, tell Jorja if I
Start shooting at Zubin
You won't manage with no management
I came to the field fully equipped
Now they're galloping
(Yes)
To wars it
You're gonna have to the mountains
And chill with the monks
Have them give you a talisman
[?] fire beats out
Swing side to side with this don
You ain't hammocking
(Nah)
Wiley's a relic, you said it
So go for a GOAT or forget it
It's goals that you're hanging in
(Come on Stormz)

You're at the top of the game, sit back down
(I dare you to mention me)
You're at the top of the game
Sit back down all the clout you
How's everyting going for you
Everyting's swell
Shouldn't you be having cups
Of tea with Adele?
(South innit?)
You're at the top of the game, sit back down
You're at the top of the game, sit back down
(I know you rate me)
How's everyting going for you
Everyting's swell
(Say nuttin')
Shouldn't you be having cups
Of tea with Adele?

Oi Stormz, while you're at prayer rounds
Do a drive by throwing gang signs
You get too big for your boots
I'll show you Mr Skeng
You can watch it blow like a landmine
I burn Stormzy like cigarettes and kush
It's a 21 gun salute when I blam mine
Hundred bags in the crib
First is first til you shut
Up like Crazy Titch
Brudda, you know that it's that time
Return of the rucksack, I'm riding the game
(Yes)
I live this, ride or die (Yes)
I'm the king of the grime scene
Don't hail on my greatness
It won't be your grace
That you're blinded by
Stormzy go and be great for the world (Yes)
I know you're a black guy
But you move like an agent as well
(Yes)
Big up Traphouse Mob 'cause
They get extra promo
But your beat selection that day was a fail
Drill in a grime war (What?)
This is for you and your boys if
You think that I'm a victim
I tell a man, "state your name
Where you from?"
I pull up in a war, with the bars
Or I rinse him
(Yes)
We could clash Mc D's Thornton Heath (Who?)
Or we could clash baitface Morley's Brixton
(What?)
We could clash southside centre of Wandsworth
Crown Point too, Streatham or Mitcham
Spin him 'round Norbury
Spin him 'round Norwood
(Spun)
Spin 'em round Crystal Palace, it's awkward
(Spun)
Spinning him around Penge, I went too far
So I span him 'round Gypsy
Hill to move forwood
(Spun)
Spun him 'round Herne Hill and Water
Lane up to Tulse Cones
I swear that's your hood? (Spun)
I span Stormz 'round for the fun of it
War, you don't want none of it
Just sit in your seat brudda, you're good
(Sit down bruv)

You're at the top of the game, sit back down
You're at the top of the game, sit back down
How's everyting going for you
Everyting's swell
Shouldn't you be having cups
Of tea with Adele?
You're at the top of the game, sit back down
You're at the top of the game, sit back down
(Oi Wiley, you're bruv)
How's everyting going for you
Everyting's swell
(Stormz bruv)
Shouldn't you be having cups
Of tea with Adele?

I just see a bag of paigons (Yep)
Stormz thinks he's the dark
Cloud in the sky
I'm the Sun
Come up and evaporate him
Stormz is a fan, I ain't exaggerating (Yep)
Got all your fans like, "now he's fibbing"
I did so much for these south MC's
He was a young G spitting on "Rowdy Riddim"
(That's true)
I didn't do a video too, so shut the fuck up
Why you man ah got who's
Name they love to utter
Because no matter what you say at
One point in your career
You used me to bust your buzz up
You are not the king of grime
You are the king of industry plants
(Yes)
When I wanna hear that real shit
I'll listen to real shit
If I want commercial, I'll give you a chance
(Maybe)
I was like
"Should I send for you? Yes and no..."
Put Stormzy in the menu and serve him in
His own ends in Crepes & Cones
Don't think you're too bad
I'll burn you like tobacco
You'll get this smoke (Yeah)
'Cause it's amaze when entering
A war with me
Will you find an exit? No
I'll lift you up like your obeah did