Wiley - Writers Block Lyrics






Eskiboy
Umbrella Volume 1
You know me
I'm on holiday but I'm recording still
Hold tight the MySpace massive, hold tight the forum massive
All jokes aside, Umbrella Volume 1, let's do this ting
Hold tight [?], hold tight the Roll Deep, Boy Better Know fam

I'm trying to break writer's block
So let me gather some thoughts together
Show 'em what the writer's got
The page sheet's hot because the writer's hot
I can't stop writing, I won't till I drop
It's a lot, it's a lot
I know it's a lot
But get over him, walk, step over it
Stop denying the facts
I'm at the top, it's not a fluke, no way
Wiley's worshiped like God
Ask mums, the kids love Wiley
Listen to my tunes when I make some [?]
The grime scene's energy's mine, I made it
And that's why they're all just like me
Nowadays, I hit the studio, work for the night
Can't sleep, so I'm rated, highly
It's not like anybody's on my door
Look into my future, it pans out nicely
DVA's on the top producer ranks
Came through the hood now he's here with Wiley
Purple E3, yeah, you can see me
Nah, I don't hide your crew, they're not greazy
Don't say believe me
I don't believe you
Stop talking, I'll box any one of them youts
If I see them walking, slap any one of them
Gash [?] if I catch him stalking
Try a ting if you see me walking
The reason better be important
And I bet you didn't know
That it's my grand kids on the road that are ruling
It's your kids on the roads
That will run up their mouth with the [?] on
Everybody stalling
My kids ain't half-hearted because they put their all in
Stay on the grind from night till morning

You get me?
No rest for the wicked
Umbrella Volume 1
Right now
Eskiboy, in New York
Hold tight the family
Yeah
Watch out for Playtime Is Over
June of 4th, on the roads
Umbrella Volume 1
Playtime Is Over
Yo

As day turns to night and night turns to day
I feel more and more like moving away
But then I remember who I am, a legend
Can't stop rolling around town
I'm stuck in a manor like venom in a snake
I'm ahead of any snake
When they snap, there's no venom
Still get miss calls on the phone
So many fam, I can't bell 'em all back
I'm ahead of all that
All them road attacks wanna go worldwide
Bikes and new rides
Hype's alright but I'm nearly 29
And when I reach 30, I gotta be nice
Make dough everyday for the rest of my life
I played money up, I didn't roll no dice
I'll take control of my life
I won't draw a gun, I won't draw a knife

Man's gotta let go of all that, I know it's very hard
Because some days, I wanna get down
Like people call me to the test but you know what it is? It gotta be stronger than that
It's not that
It's not that, if it ain't one-on-one then you have to shut up, you get me?
Because man's big men out here, you get me?
All that bullshit
Eskiboy
Umbrella Volume 1
Don't forget Playtime Is Over
10 Pound An Hour Volume
Tunnel Vision 1 to 5
The whole Boy Better Know range
Hold tight the Roll Deepers
Rules and Regulations Volume 1
It's all happening
Watch out for the 18+ video situation
Man's ready to flood the nation
Eskiboy
Yeah
Big up DVA Scratcha
Hold tight Maniac
Hold tight Bless Beats, Chunky Bizzle
Hold tight Combination Chain Gang
Hold tight the Magic Fingers massive
Mr. Slash
Hold tight all the new age producers, hold tight Scorcher, hold tight Virgo
Hold tight Y. Wizz
So many more
Umbrella Volume 1
Yeah





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