[Intro]

Eskiboy

G Tank production

Hello

[Bridge 1]

Some tell me I'm a one hit wonder

They don't like me, no wonder

Because I've been a part of two number ones, and a number two

Another chart places that I conjured up

I am over, also I am under

Ground level above but not thunder

At this age I've mastered my flow

I keep it so tight I'm a star, don't blunder

[Verse 1]

William's not a tit fake like silicone

I run up in your house for the O's like, "gimme 'em"

Ghetts don't want it with the king from the east side

Don't want it with the king from Meridian

P Money couldn't kill him off, I'll finish him

Goodz is a grass, cold case is bigging him

Man wanna get the title I got

But I go through the battles and spitters ain't winning em

Logan, please tell Ghetts I'm a don for him

Because he don't speak up now it's on for him

He's not on the panel, no doubt

Never gonna be, so what's gone wrong for him?

It's a fact you're the shadow of Kane, too

If you ever get an arrow and aim, you're gonna miss it

Don't mind me, my name's here, diss it

Because I come back and reply, then I kill it

[Bridge 2]

Why? I'm winning, did from the beginning

I could've made money in the days of the shilling

I see a man spitting bars to a predator dude

In the video, what's wrong with him?

It's the wrong path, it's the wrong riddim

It's the wrong everything, I ain't kidding

You look high in the vid like you're pilling

And next you'll be spitting a bar on Loose Women

[Verse 2]

I'm way too fiery

Took out your crew entirely

Where are they now? Inspire me

I can see em but they ain't with you

Shit's real I ain't hatin' you, I'm just Kylea

Yo Riley

Kill a soundboy right now, so that all 'em fans admire me

Which wussy'ole wan' test me?

Check out the date and it's like them are reach expiry

Yo, on the battlefield I am not a griever

Got a heart in my chest, cold like a freezer

Go to war, no money in the pocket

It's not about dough, cah I'm still a big achiever

They can be Ghetts, Rotten, Goodz, Double

I still know I'm gonna defeat ya

Because after war, you rest before war

You think I just do it as I smoke the reefer

[Bridge 3]

Who's gone pop now? Follow my footsteps

Eskimo still dances around

Better mind them tunes, don't spoil on the hood rep

I knew you would part with the sound

So all of your talk was gas, but a good step

I still rate ya kid, you're not a clown

But next time think before you get leery

Because Dot Rotten I'll spin you around, tell 'em

[Verse 3]

I'm in the battle, and I battle to win win

You hear me spitting lyrics, I ain't copying him him

Blue notes out, yeah I'm stacking the pink pink

Bars come flowing when I'm sipping my drink drink

More grime, no and you're lacking the imprint

You said a silly thing, get rid of the shin splints

I ain't gotta care what a next of kin thinks

I will see em all at a festive shindig

When I'm winning I win big, gospel

One track mind like I'm living in a hostel

You can be hostile, look at where it got you

Singing songs live free, it's a pop tune

I do pop too, so you're not alone bro

But this year I am gonna go solo

Next year you man are gonna follow me again

When I grow more buds, I'm home grown talent

[Bridge 4]

You man are just scared and I know so

Don't be though, Goodz chats to the po-po

In his mind, bare thoughts of a bozo

Tired face breddeh when I look into the photo

Catch him, puffin on the firework snow-cone

Yes, and it's got man in a choke hold

I feel young, but I'm so old

I know I got better songs in my old rope

[Verse 5]

You've got no hope, I'm the king here

Tell a man that's not gangster like sincere

I've been a king ever since any one of you have been here

Ghetts be the best emcee?

You've got more chance of seeing a man with pink hair

That's not a reality so I sit clear

And imagine who is

And in a flash, fam, it's clear

I am the one who had a shit year

Still got on the list with no wrist wear

No new wave, I didn't do shit

Still taught you a lesson in music

Could've done 10 minutes with my eyes closed

Keep on chatting like a psycho

Too much to say on the riddim

When you leave this battle, you leave with no title

[Verse 6]

Why am I fighting for survival?

When I'm this good at what I do, no rivals

I got a skank in this tribal market in viral

I've been on a ten year cycle

No play ting I sprayed riddim on the vinyl

1210 spinning in a pattern, never spiral

This year I'm gonna go pop

But I don't mean idol

Local, anywhere I go I get headline

I get it done and it's way before deadlines

Get it right, you are never gonna block me

I search for the dirt in your hair like a head lice

No kidding, no bredding

You can't reach for the level

Why you doing my head in?

I wanna hold back, allow them really

And then tomorrow it's like, Wiley, get him