Dot Rotten - Real Talk

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[intro] Like Real talk I've just gotta say it how it is If guys wanna clash me after this, i couldn't care less But this is just how it goes, innit [verse] You man tried to recruit me Use me For my beats and boot me Dem days, i was rolling loosely I used to look up to you man You were big in the scene, but truthfully N.e showed me i don't even need you man I can do it on my two feet Let me take you back to the first day i met you in goldsmiths You spoke to me rudely You didn't even wanna know man Them days i was tryna get through, g You made your comeback to the scene on my beat And the truth is, i didn't ask you, b I ain't even feeling keedo When i first heard him, i was like "who's he?" I gave "bazooka" to bossman before it came out And he never played it, it bruised me But when i heard logan and all the other djs playing it I felt like a true g N double a fucked up bossman's car And guess what? he tried to accuse me You lot told me to stick to the beats 'cause you never thought i'd be this good as an mc Here's the fact, your minds are empty You're up bossman's arse, remerdee How the fuck could you recruit snipekeedo And then forget about n.e? N.e was there from day dot Flashback 99.3 at 10 to 12, g I noticed you like to use guys Like one-night stands with chicks with booties And rem, we can still have conversations But n.e's your boy, how could you snake him? And if you snake him, you snake me And i ain't sitting around with snakes waiting This is real talk, i ain't slewing you I'm just stating the facts blatant I'm in the scene and i don't like no one I don't feel keedo at all, he's swag And if you can't see that, you're so dumb And when it comes to clashing, he won't come This way, if you come with a strap I guarantee you that i won't run I don't wish that i could find me a spaceship and fly That's a wasteman ting I wish that i could Finally make it and say goodbye But i can't do that until grime blows I produce better than wiley And all them other producers with my eyes closed It might not be clear now, but you'll soon find out So, all you other producers, you better mind out 'cause my tunes are duppying guys In white chalk, you do not wanna get lied out Out the scene, you can't take me There's a lot of producers that hate me It's all cool, it's all gravy If i was a female producer, they'd all wanna date me They don't like me, it shows baitly I've got the sounds, they're a little bit shaky You ain't the best in the scene, matey You've got bars but your vibes are old like they're 80 They dislike dot but i'm not snakey I'll jack your studio, tell you to pay me Say i'm heavy, your tunes are just weighty I'm getting much more prof' than you lately Cheeky thinks they're better than me, is he crazy? He's stayed in the scene for this long, it amazed me But when choosing the road, you get bun like bakery I'll eat you on road like pastries And the grime scene's mine for the taking I ain't got no time to be waiting I'm the dr dre of south london The mcs i don't like, i bun them If it's beef, i'll make a call to done them You see their true colours when they're all shaking I'm in the kitchen constantly baking I'm the roadrunner [break] I heard davinche's been going round saying that i'm he's younger to record labels, blocking me Never that Fam, you're my tiny When you see davinche, call him tiny young dot And i'm the roadrunner The coyote can't catch me Hang tight n.e and everyone part of the circle I'm the best producer at the moment No one ain't better than me and that's facts That's real talk, yeah? I'm out
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