Wiley, Scorcher, Frisco - Sometimes I... lyrics

Push, push, push, but you can't carry weight
I carry the whole estate, through
The sleet and rain, it's bait
Can't take when a wasteman aims to think he's
A spitter but the hood don't rate him
At the start I had turntables
And crates and dubplates
Mixing with my mates, I'm real
Let me see me roll around with the fakes
Getting chased by the jakes
In whips that're bait don't lie, fake cars
But, I make stars, out of artists
You can see ahead quite far, well
We're getting big, the haters get closer
Cheat on your girl, that's one more scar
Beef on the road, that's not needed
But, it's down there where you will
Get most of the scars
It's 'round here, if you bread
You will get parred
I've been through the wars of a life
I'm scarred

(Sometimes I) crazy (Sometimes I)
Big up Eski, look (Sometimes I)
Yeah cuz (I can't stand this scary feeling)

I got too much talent
How could you forget that
Boy Better Know I rep that
And if it's on, then get that
'Cause when I burst off shots
I be licking off headbacks
I'm fully qualified in this ting
My CV you can check that
I take grands off of neckbacks
Diss me, forget that i'll address that
Don't go ever make the mistake
Of fucking with the team
'cause I will correct that
Step back quick, I will get that clip and
Burst off shots at your red hat
No time for set backs
And yeah I was hot before, I got shot before
It just made me a little more raw
And now I know the meaning of get backs
So now when I go out of
Town I stay strapped up

Yeah, yeah
(Sometimes I) Movement (yeah, yeah)
Scorcher (Sometimes I) oi I'm simply the-
(Haha) hah (yeah, woo, Sometimes I)
Oi listen (Pow)
Let me break it down
(I can't stand this scary feeling)
(yeah, yeah) look

I ain't no G in the making (Nope)
I've been there, I've done that
So nowadays streets I be making
Anything I own ain't easily taken
This kid 'ere ain't easily shaken
Ice cold, white gold, I like the cold
I keep frozen, I'm freezing, I'm shaking
P's I've been chasing, I'm breezing
You're waiting
Poster boy this, magazines with my face in
(Stay black)
Stay there, keep dreaming your faith in
Look this here's like a dream I'm awaken
They say real recognise real
So if you don't feel me
Believe me you're faking (Faking)
I'm steamed, on the way, make P's
That's the theme for the day
This song fills my team and away
So go ahead, keep on chasing
I'm on the street, you keep on raving