No Way - Teddy Music, JME

It’s been over ten years and I’m still doing it

They’ve digested your music and shitted it out

But mine, they’re still chewingit

I get airplay, unlike you

And if you ask anybody their top five MCs

I guarantee they don’t put you in it

You jump on the beat and you just ruin it

Your tunes?

Mandem keep slewing it

Your garms?

Mandem keep slewing it

Your whip?

Mandem keep slewing it

Trust me, you gave me your album, fam

And I honestly don’t know what to do with it

Hold it at arms' length

Then drop it in the bin like a nappy with poo-poo in it

Get this straight from now

You sound like me, I don’t sound like you, init

No way

You can’t do what we do, no way

If we didn’t say what we say, nobody would’ve ever said

Anything that we’ve ever said to the end of time

No way

You can’t do what we do, no way

You can’t do what we do, no way

You can’t do what we do, no way

Selec-le-lecta

You can’t test the best, you’ll get parred

All of my creps look fresh

Cause you dun know that I rep the Crep Protect hard

Anybody wanna hear a badboy tune?

Then check Jme or check for Skepta

If you’re on set with the mandem, trust me

You can’t come around and then forget bars

Selec-le-lec

If your CD’s on, I press eject

If you borrow my sound, then you better pay back

Or I kick off your door and debt collect

If you ask for a verse and I don’t do it

Don’t ask again, fam, you best forget

But if you ask again and I don’t answer

You are a waste cadet

No way

You can’t do what we do, no way

If we didn’t say what we say, nobody would’ve ever said

Anything that we’ve ever said to the end of time

No way

You can’t do what we do, no way

You can’t do what we do, no way

You can’t do what we do, no way

Trust me

Even man like Teddy’s on this ting

Killing and burying this ting

Got couple tunes on the telly and this ting

Used to be called Silencer

But he’s not silent, so he’s rinsing

Now this violent grime is the in ting

So we just rhyme in time, keep listening

I don’t know you

Don’t chat shit, fam, I will go old-school

Trust, straight up-and-down like yo-yos do

Always smiling like a photoshoot

Boy Better Know, you can see the logo

You man have got no taste like cold tofu

Any beat, any tune, you will just roll through

But not me

Badboy instrumentals only

No way

You can’t do what we do, no way

If we didn’t say what we say, nobody would’ve ever said

Anything that we’ve ever said to the end of time

No way

You can’t do what we do, no way

You can’t do what we do, no way

You can’t do what we do, no way