Grime Doesn’t Pay

By M.I.K

On Contrast

Released on September 17, 2012

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[Intro]

Well, it all started suddenly last summer

I was sitting in my living room, watching the news on TV

In conclusion, the District Attorney's office has issued orders to stamp out this filthy, messy grime wave

Want to get rid of that grime?


[Chorus 1]

I give the girl dem willy in face

You give the girl dem rose and (grime)

I give the girl dem willy in face

You give the girl dem rose and (grime)

I give the girl dem willy in face

You give the girl dem rose and (grime)

I give the girl dem willy in face

(Grime doesn't pay)


[Verse 1]

Microphone killer, iller

Going on black like Cilla, realer

Out for the money, dough, scrilla

Lights, camera, action, thriller

Me, definite blood spiller

Dragon Stout in a champagne chiller

Man try holla at me on the Twitter

Clap, man ah man was too inner

Sinner, rice and peas on a bigger

Winner, mix CD full up of bare hits

And trust me when I say the rave one's filler

Big 45 in the waist, gunslinger

I'll eat your breakfast, lunch and dinner

Too many man wanna bread like pitta

Last year, bare MCs got loud

But it's OK, they were trash, litter


[Chorus 1]

I give the girl dem willy in face

You give the girl dem rose and (grime)

I give the girl dem willy in face

You give the girl dem rose and (grime)

I give the girl dem willy in face

You give the girl dem rose and (grime)

I give the girl dem willy in face

(Grime doesn't pay)


[Verse 2]

Right now, I am the F-A-R-D-A

I'll buss mic till I'm old and grey

Dem boy nuh ready for the M

Dem boy nuh ready for the bloodclart I-dot-K

I give the girl dem wob in gob

You give the girl dem bare foreplay

DJs holla at me for the set

I tell them "donny, I'm on my way"

70+ on the motorway

Skid around the corner, shots go ayy

A, here's a new one, B

Man couldn't hear so I made him see

I don't give an F, bloodclart D

When I'm onstage with a mic in my hand

Girl dem skank out like they're hooked on E

Don't make sense if it don't make P


[Chorus 1]

I give the girl dem willy in face

You give the girl dem rose and (grime)

I give the girl dem willy in face

You give the girl dem rose and (grime)

I give the girl dem willy in face

You give the girl dem rose and (grime)

I give the girl dem willy in face

(Grime doesn't pay)


[Verse 3]

Right now, I am the S-K-E-N-G

Man better know that it's all FT

When I touch down in the rave that I'm booked for

Man better know that I ain't spitting

One sixteen till I see that bloodclart P

Money upfront, my policy

No, Mum didn't raise no fool

Air Force Ones, they're overly

Right now, these MCs are P-double-O

B-double-O-M

Back out the ting and I aim at them

Done already said I spit that piff

So right about now, I'mma spit that phlegm

All in your face like say I was rolling deep

With a bunch of German men

Skid around the corner, skid around the corner


[Chorus 2]

I give the girl dem willy in face

You give the girl dem rose and (grime)

I give the girl dem willy in face

You give the girl dem rose and (grime)

I give the girl dem willy in face

You give the girl dem rose and (grime)

I give the girl dem willy in face

You give the girl dem rose and (grime)