[Verse 1]

Involved with the intro

No strings attached, it's something like a plimsoll

Just for your info, grime to me's like jazz was to Nat King Cole

They don't want to let me in the mainstream door, give a diss

So, I'ma come through the back window

This be the calm before the storm, hurricane Ghetts (Yes)

I arrive when the wind blows

I run wild like a dingo

These MCs all talk the talk

Me, I walk the walk, bare foot like a Flintstone

The wife's like I ain't eating enough

Real talk, I feel full after a spring roll

And I ain't never been big

But now, I'm slimmer than my insoles

Still, I ain't the nigga you can insult

[Verse 2]

Face to face, it ain't the same case

It's more like "Ghetts, what's wrong with you?"

"I just wanna do a song with you"

"How the hell can I be on F Radio if I don't get along with you?"

Look, it's a par, it's a long pursuit

My bars go beyond the booth

2000 & Life, then I came with the Gospel

Then I made Freedom of Speech

I got the crowd on my side, I'm blatantly on form

Best MC on the scene

Even the founder of grime says I'm responsible

For decreasing his lead

There ain't a doubt in my mind who's taking me off course

I believe in my dream, three CDs deep (Classics)

[Verse 3]

And I'm back with another one

When another MC says my name

They always say Ghetto's the same as Kane

I ain't never heard nobody come with another one

And I ain't a battle MC but they all wanna hear me battle MCs

Where does it end? They'll always be another one

Had a deal, now I'm in talks of another one

In fact, let's talk about that

If my name was Money, I'd talk about cash

I'ma take £80,000 for the album

Squash all this talk about clash

There ain't no money in it and at my age, it's all about stacks

Most man hate on Stryder and Chip like

"All they make is water down tracks"

[Verse 4]

Niggas hates progress

Hate the new me, rate the old Ghetts

To me, it makes no sense

Change is part of the process

If Wiley never made Rolex

He wouldn't have made top five dough yet

Sometimes, I feel like I've outgrown sets

Still I give one hundred percent, no less

I don't wanna write bars for a set

I just wanna write bars for a cheque

And I don't wanna write bars over clash

I just wanna write bars over track

I used to write bars for respect

But now I know how far I'm ahead

Now I just wanna write songs that are gone

Because I ain't where I belong, am I wrong?

Well, am I?

[Verse 5]

Never been more right

But still I get it in more time

Who's helping the team?

Who else in the scene but Will could ever bring more guys?

And I know deep down, most of them wouldn't return the favour

Apart from Devlin or Lights

So, why am I helping out?

When I need help there's no help about, it's alright

I'll get there, take a jet there

See Griminal, Rapid and Devz there

See Kane, Scorcher, Mercston and Wretch there (Yeah)

It don't matter who's next there (Nah)

As long as we all get there (Yeah)

And when I get there, I won't forget here

Went from sitting on the wall to a deck, yeah

I'm like "Sorry, it's your time, next year"

[Outro]

This is The Calm Before The Storm

I'm so sorry for the delay

You know me, it's more than entertainment to me

Come back, have to raise the levels and shit

Does this so often

Don't ever doubt me

You don't hear me, don't think I'm sitting at home

With a joint out and a zoot in my mouth

That ain't my style

I get it in