Skepta - Shape Shifting lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, I wouldn't say I had a rough, rough, rough life yeah But I've had some bad times My son's in this music ting [?] always going through pure madness But you know I'm happy to be Jme and Junior's dad I could have been one of these waste MCs dads Don't make me no money Deadout [Verse 1] My name's Joseph A-D-E-N-U-G-A I love grime but I don't usually spray I've got four kids and all of their names begin with a J You know them, wait, what else can I say? Flow tunes, you know I rep Boy Better Know all day You will see me in a green Mercedes A-Cla**, blazing a zoot, smiling away But from time to time, I look up to Allah and pray That DJ Maximum, Wiley, Jamie and Junior will be okay You can never die before my hair turns grey Boy better know the roads ain't nice So many gunshots, too many knives But I heard a couple man dissing my wife so God please forgive me if I take an MCs life Joseph [Bridge] These MCs are saying a lot Violating, talking about people's mums But you know what, I knew Jme and Junior was going to get into this music thing, I'm a big DJ Come to my house, records, everywhere, I'm on Radio 1, yeah! [Verse 2] Yeah, my name's Tim West-W-double O-D I'm a big dawg, these other DJs started in 2-double O-3 I'm on Radio 1, not Rinse 1-double O-3 Kiss my F-double O-T anybody tries to shut down my shop Hating Westwood, cause I've got a new Jay Z drops, 50 Cent drops Busta Rhymes drops, so many drops, I dunno what tune to drop Drop a Boy Better Know song, then drop a bomb, bang your doors Real goons in the HMV locked on Haters wanna shoot me and lick me down They know Westwood's big in the scene, my Hummer's tinted out So if you wanna see me you better look through my front windscreen Timothy [Bridge 2] So many haters You get me, everyone's dissing Westwood But as soon as their album or mixtape's gonna drop they wanna phone me and come on my show They didn't phone me before I made "Pow!" As soon as I made "Pow!" all these MCs are ringing my phone [Verse 3] Yo, my names D-E-X-P-L-I-C-I-T Soundboys wanna be grimy like me Rip off my tune but they never wanna say But it's okay, trust me I never wanna say anything about you, it's all gravy I know you say Memphis Bleek and Jay Z Spitting on my tune it's a good look Now the promoters know they should have booked Dexplicit You can't say I'm not the best in it That's like saying how my granny's not a good cook I know Lethal B came with a good hook But it wouldn't be as big if it wasn't for the kick drum, face it, I made a big one I've got nuff more beats, you can listen to my CD and pick one If I don't like what you're saying I'll delete your phone call on a quick one - DEX [Bridge 3] You get me? Don't phone my phone On some 8 bar relay tune Done that, that's old news Some new stuff now Greatest Hits, the real sh**, 2000 and everything, yeah Skepta, Boy Better Know, shuuut Yeah, Boy Better Know, go on!