Getalong Gang lyrics
by Wiley
[Intro]
Eskiboy
Playtime Is Over
And I know you think like, we're all in the Getalong Gang
And we're happy together but we're not
You know why?
[Verse 1: Wiley]
I'm reason grime is a name brand
Ever since you was spitting bars
I been raining down just like Rain Man
Knowledge of a caveman, old school like ray bans
You went jail for a bag, I've had eight bags
Just 'cus you bored up Walker
That don't mean I gotta rate man
I can relate man
But it's my war and I don't even hate man
There's no way on Earth
You can hear me and say you don't rate man
I'm A Sinner was a hit from the day I vocaled it
Simple and plain
Stand up, stand up, it's hard to waste man like me
Ain't you noticed?
I cater for everybody's tastes and the levels so high
You can't win just one wasteman
You gotta win bare, and if you appear on [?]
It's big that won't even save man