Grime Scene Killer

By Devlin

On The Outcast

Released on March 15, 2019

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[Verse 1]

It's Napoloeon Bonaparte

The rebirth of a killer and I'm looking for a woman like Joan of Arc

That's got so much heart

We can make an army and reincar-nate

Notorious names from the past

Warriors, Queens, Sultans, Tsars

If Harley Queen ever asks Suicide Squad ain't got fuck all on ours

It never will do I'm in charge of my own life

My own path, all laughed at the outcast

So I chased my dream so hard

Don't feel me? Jump in the ocean

In a coat full of bricks and then bark

To a watery grave, fortune favours the brave

That's why I play Russian roulette in the dark


[Hook]

It's the grime scene killer and they fully well know

That I'll take control like I stole the remote

What it's like where I'm from you don't really wanna know

The girls and the guns and the cold wind blows


[Verse 2]

Confused on the circuit board

Be ready for the surge of force

I ain't false

Playing by dirty rules so don't talk when the pigs come around

Like Bertie Smalls

Getting where I got to is no mean feet

And in them feet I feel about 30 tall


[?]

Keep watchin’ the scene

And I seen when I mean to interrupt this thought

Down to the foundations

See concrete shadows when I shutdown shop

Buy another motherfucker in the game but I'm not

I'm a God you ain't nothing but another stray dog

I should know about chasin' off fake cons

I've been doing it for oh so long

All of these emcees taking off

Deep down inside all know they could never take me on


[Hook]

It's the grime scene killer and they fully well know

That I'll take control like I stole the remote

What it's like where I'm from you don't really wanna know

The girls and the guns and the cold wind blows


[Verse 3]

And I can hear whispers

Little cats keep twitching their whiskers

Growing up quick with their age-old wisdom

And the criminal world’s [ain’t listenin’]

And you fight for a prize [like bizz big?]

But there ain't 8 sides to this ring

No time to derive from an inkling

You put your life on the line in an instinct

Then again we all do

I ain't scared of ghosts I know failure’s the most

Far thing than can haunt you

But then again failure's nothing but another spectator's poor view

Quick to judge

I've seen man smile when he dripped my blood

Sorry mum I was in against older thugs

Oh dear mum's angel turned to thugs

[Hook] x2

It's the grime scene killer and they fully well know

That I'll take control like I stole the remote

What it's like where I'm from you don't really wanna know

The girls and the guns and the cold wind blows


[Outro]

They're sweet like vanilla

Claim that they're iller

Eyeing up your dinner

Grime scene killer

Ain't none sicker, is there

Put anti-freeze in his dinner