Roll Deep - Fire hydrant lyrics

Yeah! It's Eski Boy
Creeper Volume 2 right now
Hold tight Riko, Danny Weed, Target
Breeze, hold tight Wiz, hold tight C-side
Alright then
Let's do this, Creeper Volume 2 right now
You know we do this confident with the flow
It's Eski Boy, Creeper Volume 2
Straight at it, back again
Yeah! Hold tight Flowdan alright then!
London, stand up tall - it's for you!

I'm not one of them boys from the
Past who hasn't got the answer
I've got the answer
Dance round pricks with a flow like a dancer
Gangsters, what
In your crew? There's no chance
I won't take yes for the answer
When shots fly you'll be jumping
Like an Irish dancer my name's Skeemo
I'm so class-A like Nino
Trouble maker like Beano
He sold records straight from the car boot
You don't wanna hear this
Get in the car boot get away
Next time better be prepared to
Shoot because people will shoot
My job is taking loot
Flip it once or twice and
Make way for the youth
Because the youth don't pet they've
Got tings in boots
Life ain't Roses and flutes, it's far from
Make sure I live good until I pass on
What I make, I will pass on
I can see through you
Even if you had a mask on
I was first, guess I'll be the last don
Living like a legend
I'm begging 'em, stop testing him
He will wipe you off the earth
Cause god's blessing him
Daily, Weekly, Monthly and Yearly
I'm in the sky you're not near me
Your life's sweet like little
House on the prairie
Grew up in squats and flats
Avoid cops and rats
I've got blocks and traps you might slip
I've got a skippy flow just like Skip
Hear me skipping on the beat
I won't have a bar from no one
I come around and smash up your Shogun
Yeah, I'm a low one straight from the hood
I know a real G if I see one
You just wanna be one

Roll Deep entourage, moving deeper
Creeper, put a soundboy in a sleeper
Wiley's got my back, MC defeater
Everyting Roll Deep, this side's sweeter
And you're shit, and you're shit
Just put down the mic and forfeit
You're a prick, you're not on the war tip
Got blicks, buss em off, I don't bore pricks
Oi Target, give me some more hit's
I want a choong ride, choong house
More bit's more cash, more, more paper
And Riko's back on my feet with the flavour
I'll just trim off your head like shaver
Mind your mouth and watch your behaviour
Don't act bad cause you went to Jamaica
I'll still bang you up, you're a prick
You're a faker

Wasteman, you can't waste man
Chat big, can't chat up in my face man
Roll Deep crew, we run the place man if it's