DYBLE - YOU AIN'T PROPER Lyrics

I'm a deep one, deep son, came from a deep slum
So cold, after me
The heat's done
Yeah, and your flow's a cheap one
My flows money, your fans say my words like
Drink, dance, bubbles
Call that a discreet one
Got so many bangers in my mac, when I flick through fam, I'm dying to leak one
So many bangers I'm dying to leak one
Mic wars, I'll never retreat one
You see one you will never defeat one
When I come in the dance, anybody try and step on that stage and I'll press delete one
Delete two, delete three and chief one
I'm far from done, let the the beat run
Yeah, I'm all that and then some
But let me know when the heat comes
Yeah well the heat's here
And heat I don't fear
I beat your whole clique
Nan says, "oh dear"
Their tunes don't last for the whole year
Next year, my new stuff's gonna go clear
That's why when it's going my way
Everybody starts getting up out of their old chairs
I got a London attitude, don't care
Don't hear, I'm ahead by so many years since family
Crying out so many tears, no way I'm gonna be broke here
Got money for the next year, next year, next year, next year and the year after
Wiley's a martyr, like Shawn Carter and Dwayne Carter
But next year I'm gonna step up a gear and go harder
You know me I'm a master, I cause disaster
Cause disaster
Anywhere on Earth
Find money like anywhere I search plus anywhere on Earth, the ropes
I earn the rights to cop tunes any stage, anywhere I merk
Anywhere I am alert, got vision, made my decision
What I wanna get schooled by a king with vision
You wanna know why I'm so clued up?
I just tell them its London living
It's London living
And I'm what London's giving
As an answer to urban
On a good day Freddy might have Durban
And some man didn't really hear when me and Larry longtime buss up the version
I don't wanna hear if mans ears are burning
For all I care keep burning
You don't wanna know about the figures I'm earning
I'm in the sky though, can't see vermin
I'm earning, you're learning
And heads keep turning
No you ain't like me, I'm too determined
Ears burning still, ends burning still
Man better take a learning pill
Think back to the days when
Everybody started maths and English plus learning
Yo, that bash done, me I'm blacker than a black cap gun and a glass of white rum
Three black cars, choose one
It's a black one
Young black boy, too much money in a Nike shoebox I am that one
Got a new shirt its a black one, came from a black slum
Black Stone Island coat
One away, yeah that one
I been buying garms since manaman had a OB with black one
Got a new Versace jean suit with 09 Pradas
Pair of black ones
Choice of whip, you see me in a black one
Black boys drive Black Bentleys with black leather seats
I'm that one, I'm the original black one, role model, icon, black one
And if you ain't got dough better stack some
Was a black boy, now I am a black man
If I lost my life now, I couldn't say I didn't have one
Even though I'm on a mad one
I'm gonna never fell back, like say I never had one
I used to live life like nobody's pickney
Now I got a bank card, black one
Black man ain't meant have black cards, Bentleys
Got them anyway
Big money deal next year, I'm gonna catch one
Black star made money, black stars today
But not once did he every try and trap one
Please don't bother, cah my flow's proper
I rolled round manny, patrolled foot locker
See I'm a town hopper
Ex-brown shotter
The next show stopper
Taught Harry Potter
Invite everybody, I've never been a blocker
Youts wanna talk about "that's my dance"
Well this is the sweet, this ain't no tick-tocker
I didn't stop cause I ain't no flopper, I'm colder
I don't give a damn if your hotter
Your flow ain't proper, and you're a chart-topper
You ain't been higher, I'm a dough clocker
See you in the ranks where the dough gets better off
One tune I saw my dough get long
Still better than clipper, better than glocker
I'm buying on sight, you're a window shopper
You take me down, you are off your rocker
We're on a mission, when I speak listen
Cause I don't wanna see another crime sheet written
I been slippin' before so if you hear what I'm saying
There's gonna be less chance of you tripping
Make a new beat, 8 bars into the 16 bar
Make a sub bass kick in
Whole crown slippin, I learnt from stickids
First ball boy running riot on the riddim
In the charts I'm wizzing, champagnes fizzings
If I'm in a West End club, bring Dizz in
Squash the qualm now bro, I got vision
The iPod's full, how can I not listen to your songs?
We're Kylie and Dylan
Besides that, Dizzee and Wiley are driven by money
So its hard to say if they'll listen to each other
On TV, radio or riddims
Snatch it, ya mad, I'll snatch it
Throw an in-di-r, I will catch it
Even if you lived with the title belt
It would vanish
As soon as you try to grab it
The Gods won't have it
Your girlfriends not satisfied by you
So - she got a Rabbit
When it comes to music, Wiley's a gannet
The most unusual star on the planet
And I'm nothing like Go Go Gadget
Your old flows had it, you can't manage
Going on like you was a lyrical savage
Got more layers than a light green cabbage
I keep telling 'em, they keep asking
But I don't know Sally, don't know Janet
Don't chat to man about Wiley
You link them gyal, I live life I don't plan it
You better know when I'm shopping, I ball out
First grime kid on this earth, I'm going all out
Nuff of them lose the plot, they fall out
It's not my fault, I'm the one you can't rule out
I get your wifey on call out
But I don't go there, told her I don't care
When I'm on the strip, whips, I bring 'em all out
Bikes and and chains, the lot I bring 'em all out
Bring 'em all out, bring 'em all out
When I come in the scene, phones ringing all out
I got another brother in the game, who tried to stop my work
Cool, we ain't gonna fall out
See, I just wanna number one so I can ball out more, hear my name get called out more, more
Gonna do an all-out tour, there won't be a ticket on sale, I sell out
I've got lyrics that are straight from the heart
And you've got lyrics that arise from a fart
But it's all good though cause you got the likkle man flow but I'm a big man in the charts
I got a big car, not a GoCar
I've made it a decade, I'm gonna go far I'm like nah
This soundboy's still alive? You could die from when I got 21 scars
Ain't gonna stop till I got 21 cars, for the enemies, now that's 21 pars
When I come around, you better ring the alarm, spit a 16 bar that's, hotter than tar, you're a par
I'm like nah, I won't have a bar from a likkle man star
Cause manaman know, I'm badder, when I roll on my own
And you can't roll on your own in the dark