Hotline 2 - Intellectual

[Sample from "Another Body Down" by Aye Nizzy]

Why didn't your brother give you a Rolex?

Why didn't he give you champagne?

Everybody knows if he wasn't your brother

Then nobody would know Cadell's name

[Sample from "64 Bars of Air Pie" by Mez]

Likkle bro wanna go on like a big man

Likkle bro can't ever go where I go

[Sample from "SMH (Swipe Man's Headtop)" by Blaydes]

Guarantee if you weren't Wiley's brother

Nobody in the scene would've known your name

[Verse]

Look, new week, new victims

This time I ain't gonna say no name, that's a kid ting

Likkle brudda wanna be me cause he done seen me

On BBC and my tunes mixing

Might body your body and buss case, rudeboy, but

If I body your body, I do better

One wears Nike, one of them's the next in grime

I'm a leader of the New Era

And I just got a sponsorship from New Era too

That means fresh new hats for a header, too

Don't let me see another Nike baseball cap

No baseball team, no revenue

Yeah, I said Nike like an American

Brand new snapback, beak like a pelican

Just got back from the gifting

Giving 'em out, I ain't selling 'em

You don't bang for the block, you're celibate

When I was in Lewisham, you wasn't on anything

And I ain't gotta stay relevant

You wanna talk racks? Then show me ten of 'em

And I said six last time but I bet that I'll clash 'bout ten of 'em

Didn't wanna see me get up in my element

Maybe they do, though, who knows

Their bars ain't even worth a blue note

Just know, when I say "go home", I mean go home

You're from Nottingham, you ain't from Bow Road

You weren't there when grime was young

Don't know Maniac or know my mum

So, my son, know your place

I'm that same little kid, just an older age

And make sure your runners got runners

You couldn't make what my soldier pays

And recently, I've been on my own ting

No new friends, youngers or older mates

I can't lie, I ain't perfect

Not one person on earth with no mistakes

Last time I saw you was at the tour

Time before that, you was getting rushed

You're going to hate, it's inevitable

This ain't even a send or a diss or an indirect

I'm just setting it all

Let me settle the score

I'm on a level that they ain't tried level before

Last time that we clashed, it was eight to six

If you cut out the lies, it was seven to four

I still won though, told man several times

They ain't levelling I

Could've got a MOBO last year if I tried

"Rematch who? Rematch, when?"

Is one of the best one-liners of all time

Especially in a clash, don

Brought the war, they all laid their backs on

I don't listen to charts, they made the grime top five

Don't ever put Aks on, wah gwan for that, don?

That's not right, so many cameras

So it's not everyday clap on sight

Buck 'em on the rebound, Harry Kane on the hotline

Let me get Robbie Keane out

About shootings

About shootings, I don't come on the mic about shootings

I come on the mic and show them they're losing

Yeah, I've got a holiday sponsorship

Lots of piff, all came all-inclusive

07950 798805, my brudda, let's do this

You're stupid