Dot Rotten - Real Talk lyrics

You said so what if I recorded and
Mixed down P Money Is Power
I made your music sound legit so you're sour
Nobody could rush me
Had a shank on me more time it was tucked G
Yeah, N.E gave me a PC and buss me
He gave me that PC because he loved me
You could never have shown me road
Never that G
You were gaming
Playing PlayStation at mumzy's
I was selling food up in country
With olders in ends
How could you say I never had buss P?
You beat up your own
Girlfriend til she's ugly
Truth is, you are the man that's worthless
I ain't been caught on cam
Stealing from no one
Your talk's cheap
Let's get this cash converted


He thinks I'm stupid
Believe me he's clever
No one believes I was stealing from Mela

Said he's never been moist but
He's definitely a liar
Now he's got a hot head
It was definitely the fire
When I come around Stockwell
My block's hell
Glock shells be ringing in your car
Trying to pressure me to retire
I ain't on what? You don't know me
Suck your mum, you still owe me
Cah I put you in the crew that you are in
Gave you a path to win in this ting
So, suck your mum you still owe me
You wanna talk about punchline verses?
I knew you love to lie
But sometimes swerve it
You ain't taught me a thing
So I'm feeding you beef
Like your teacher did back
At your lunchtime service
You said Littles taught me to multi-syllab
How phoney is that?
I ain't used MasterWriter in 10 years
Ever since you knew me
Saying things like you know me
What I say is only the facts

Diss my ability but you
Ain't holding me back
So
Yeah how dare they compare you and I
When I embody the truth, this is proof
Do or die
You've made money from grime?
I've put time and money in grime
Made rap sounding beats more gully than grime
Mixed your CD, put P Money in grime
You've been talking to trainers
I'm talking to papers
I see that this currency's lying
So I don't believe what I'm told or hearing
Hold up, wait, who stole from Kieran?
You had studio time
Didn't pay me to pay them
And that's the same room we
Brought your career in
I had D Row in my ear, like an earring
Telling me make sure you give
Me the change for
Electric at least and you
Weren't even caring
So I laugh when you said sob stories
The points you're trying to vouch
For are what's faulty

Wait, I never wifey'd Lady Shivs
I was with Bratt for four years
We nearly had baby kids
I was young, what can I say? I've lived
Bruv don't hate on chicks
So what if I'm with Lusardi Rose?
You're a pussy and are what you eat
So you must be feenin to taste the clit
You know them man that just hate
That your bae looks piff?
So don't be taking in them crazy fibs
All that MySpace shit
You just lost me completely
What got to me is you
Chatting shit at the end
Like your hench with your
Friends but gossiping's easy
You said that I stole from Mela
What's mine is his
I just got off the phone to Mela
We're righteous black men on
A higher frequency
We know about life so we roll together
Fabricating the facts, I suppose he's clever
Your approach is pathetic
Stop giving girls black eyes
Raise your son, act right
You're meant to be a role
Model for the black guys
Did you notice he didn't deny
He don't slap wives?
And Littles didn't teach me about multis
I learnt that from Shimmer, so bro
Get your facts right
RIP Leon
I got the spirit of N.E with me
Taking shots at this fat guy
You're attacking me and I'm a
Part of your foundation
So your building's bound to capsize

I'm making a point
I came to your community, made a mark
I got brought in by
It's bait you're annoyed
He took me to Dennis's first
I got left in the studio on Melanin's word
I recorded the ends, my development worked
I recorded for Blacks, I recorded for Despa
I recorded for you, I recorded for Remer
I recorded for Doctor, recorded for Lady Fury
Recorded for KDot, recorded for Pharoah
Recorded for Skepta, recorded for Littles
Recorded for Mega Montana
Recorded for Castro
Recorded for Fugi, recorded for Craze 24
And recorded for Tommy Bones
And recorded for Jack Jones
I recorded for Dogzilla
I recorded for Tinie Tempah
Recorded for Slaughter
Recorded for Kid Bookie
Recorded for Scrufizzer
Recorded for Big Shizz
Recorded for Ice Kid plus many
More I brought over cliff
Contributing my skills
They threw stones and sticks
You rushed me, it was weak
I had no swollen lips
About smoke, you ain't ghosting shit
He be looking like a bloated fish
When he holds his fists
Cause his girl ain't been putting
His salt on chips
You're a woman beater
I can imagine you don't
Do the cooking neither
You're a gangster
You're not a cook and cleaner
And fuck a reload, I ain't looking wheel ups
I'm just getting started
The half way mark
I just passed it you bastard

Before I knew it, I had a line in Reading
And I never been run out my ends, not once
I still go Taste More all
The time my breddrin
Long nose like Pinocchio, lies extended
I saved D Row's life but
You're nice inside Lewisham hospital
On the same night I got nicked
With Mela sitting in the cage
High
Me and Row's are family tied
Where'd you gather these lies?
I'm the grime detective, back down inspected
But I'm getting to the bottom of the case
You said I love skets, that's garbage
You said I went pop, I went dubstep
You rapped on dubstep
I sang on dubstep and charted
I'm back in my essence
I was the one who said you should be in OGz
When you were standardly repping
For Hazardous Sessions

Let me state this quick
You can't poke no holes in my relationships
Every girl that I've been with
I've taught them a thing about life
Without fighting or raising fists
At least tell the fans the truth
Don't lie to them
Paris, come up with an honest reply to them
We are not a part of the drill generation
Don't put on a badman mask
And try hide from them
Nothing you say on the
Mic would enlighten them
I'm ten toe-ing from Notre
Dame to Eiffel Tower
So basically right now I'm
Walking through Paris
You said I went pop
You ain't hit the national charts yet
So shut the fuck up, I brought you a classic
When thinking bout times that
I spent with N.E
It just brings tears to my eyes
He helped me so much
He was rearing to ride and
Showed me about South East
I remember them OG meetings
When they first started
You hadn't joined and wasn't about P
How could they doubt me?
Go look at the OG Season track list
Who's the first voice you
Hear when you press
Play on the CD? Check it out please
The only puss you can smell was yourself
So buy all a deodorant they sell on the shelf
This smell is a girl
You've been breastfeeding Blacks
So, rock him to sleep and tell him a tale

You ain't diabolical nah you're
Stuck in a cycle
You lie a lot
You'd rather stuff substance inside you
The biological father, I fuck with the title
I fire off like a farmer clutching a rifle
So what Rinse signed you? We
Still don't like you
That's why you come from afar, give up
You should try to
And you said I blocked you from
Shows but it can't be that
So it must have been Arch and Jack
That was five years ago, your reason's late
The fans said there's beef arranged
They see P's a fake
Stop with all of these diva trait's
I'll eat P and his mic like a piece of cake
Cah I'll put P in his place with
A mash like peas on plates
You're about to receive the pain
I brought the spirit of Dot
And I'm resurrecting him like God did
With Jesus on Easter break

They had this creature caged
I can't be contained
You wanna fight round the
Corner? Lead the way
We don't trust in a word that you say
You're Theresa May
Your OGz got their leader slayed
Break your shield with these shots
We could reach your grave
This ain't GTA
You can't R1-R2
Spin around and try to cheat the game
You can't retreat the day I delete your fame
Make him get down, get down, g-d get down
TECs out, next round, make your head pound
Lead sounds, get found in the next town
Spin around like James Browns, dead now
Let down, step proud you'll get swept out
Bed bound, it gets foul like a sket's mouth
Send out, my 10 pals, your friends down
Looking round like Ray Charles, get blow'd
Pray because you're fucked
My pen's like a blade
When I'm waving it I plan
To bathe in your blood
This is dangerous stuff
It feels like the scene's juj'ed me but
I move like a shaman on crud
I roll with real ones, you ain't paganing us
Chat shit, get your cranium crushed
I'm abducting your fans for an
Experiment like an alien does
And you don't shine like a
Chain when it's tucked

Act bad
You ain't killing nobody and that's facts
You ain't realer
I'm sorry your stacks lack
We know you chat crap
You wouldn't aim a gauge or use a
Razor blade to try attack man
Because you're a fat prat looking like puss
Take a cat nap
I spin him around like a snapback
He can't relax fam
Because when I spit a bar for a MC I make him
Go (Go)
Go (Go)
Go (Go)
Go (Go)
(Mad about bars)
Make MC's get (Mad about bars)
Heard that I dissed you
You came to the studio and made it an issue
You're (Mad about bars)
Yo bro don't get (Mad about bars)
Scientist in the booth I'm (Mad about bars)
And don't get pissed when I say what it is
When I spit I make fans go (Mad about bars)

You just bought a house, congratulations
Now I'm burning it down, no procrastination
I feel no way to say
Didn't slash Blacks you pagan
You have a transvestite infatuation, madting
You never been a someone but
Still you're a has-been
I don't even wanna touch man
When I catch him
Why? It's a sadting
Somebody go ask Blacks about Jasmine
Oh no, you've been gropsing a man
Claiming you're an OG
Now how bogus is that?
Getting yourself exposed
Now I know you hope that
I won't focus on that
You wear hoodies and hats and
Act like a badman
But you've been poked from the back
I don't trust when he says
He's been rolling with man
He might just mean that he's
Been rolling my man
I'll find out from Jasmine
We know he's a fan

Before death, it's agony
How are you bringing business
From home, telling media
P?
Don't you have manners? Respect the family
If N.E was still on this earth
All the talk that you got would
Be void due to technicalities
I never once blocked you from shows
You've been gigging for years
Come on now bro
Forget the fantasies, protect your sanity
You're feeling yourself too much
Neglect the vanity
Wait
(Did you notice?)
He made up a lie and said that
I stole from my own friend
I can't rate that shit
(Did you notice?)
He didn't deny beating up women
As a black man I really can't take that shit
(Did you notice?)
He lied and said I wifey'd Lady Shivs
I don't know how because I hate that bitch
(Did you notice?)
You said I got ran out my ends
How comes nobody didn't take that pic?
(Did you notice?)
He put on weight, drinking
He's looking like an old Rick
Ross from a Maybach clip
(Did you notice?)
All this ra ta ta talk
You ain't buss no gun
You ain't sprayed that stick
(Did you notice?)
Said I blocked your show, Money
But you just bought a new house
We can't make that fit
(Did you notice?)
You lied to make that sick and I noticed

Paris, where are you conjuring all
Of these lies from?
You say when you're on ends you can't be G
Checked but when real niggas G check you
You say you're on music
I've been mashing work on road longer than
You before I came New Cross
When you was just a Playstation
COD playing little shit
I never wifey'd Lady Shivs
So stop with these lies
I've never been run out my ends
Stop with these lies
I never got run out of Hoodstars
Stop with these lies
You said you showed me road
Music and girls and buss me
Stop with these lies
Littles never taught me how
To multi-syllab rhyme
Stop with these lies
And let me just get this off my chest
I saw N.E three days before he died
We had some real conversations
You can never diss me about
N.E, N.E was my boy
I lived with him
Day in, day out, daily
You didn't
Shut the fuck up you prick
If it weren't for me you would
Have died with Hazardous sessions
You wouldn't be in OGz
I remember the meeting I said you
Should be in the team
Bruv
I'm Alex Ferguson for you
Every reward you've gained from music
I deserve a percentage
I'm from that era where when you rush
People, they're meant to
Be hospitalised, but
Both of you didn't do nothing
I'm still standing
It reminds me of Nando's
Nine man tried to attack me and
Not one man touched me
And I still didn't run then so
Stop all the lies
You told me to make up my
Mind on this road ting but
You don't know what I'm on
In this road ting so
Shut your mouth
And you spoke about Stormer
N.E put Stormer in OGz
Who gave you the authority to kick him out?
When that was N.E's choice and he's
Not here to do it
You ain't had this much views in ages
On any bullshit you've dropped so
Thank me
When Termz said he wanted me back in OGz
You said if I come back you're leaving
So
You've obviously got a problem with me
You came to the studio and
Rushed me over bars
That's to be all and end all
I had to get to the bottom of it
Then I realised rah
You don't want me to spit
I'm giving you all of these bars
All up in your head-top you pussy
Don't question me about road because when I
See you I'm doing my ting