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Eastside
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dizzee Rascal
Dizzee Rascal
Vocals
Ghetts
Ghetts
Vocals
Kano
Kano
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ghetts
Ghetts
Composer
Kano
Kano
Composer
Dylan Mills
Dylan Mills
Composer
Darren Hector
Darren Hector
Composer
Dennis Michael Tenney
Dennis Michael Tenney
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dizzee Rascal
Dizzee Rascal
Additional Producer
Chubby Dreadz
Chubby Dreadz
Producer
Platinum 45
Platinum 45
Producer
Jake Gordon
Jake Gordon
Mixing Engineer
Jonny Breakwell
Jonny Breakwell
Assistant Engineer
Dylan Mills
Dylan Mills
Mixing Engineer
Stuart Hawkes
Stuart Hawkes
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Live and direct from the eastside Had to fight for respec' in my Levis Line in my head like Leroy Used to ride through the ends like Levi White girl on me like a d-boy But all I know now is the B-line I got the feds following the decoy Google Maps, I'm streetwise I saw that coming Eliminate all risks by taking the risks I made sure we brought that suttin' You man are on thin ice with all that ducking Lord almighty, I check the scoreboard nightly Youngers jump out the Ford all wilding 44 firing, I can't ignore your smiling What are you smirking for? Anyone off the rails, it's curtains for I'm certain you're, searching for a third world war Yes don, vest on Drop when I flex bombs Them man are haters They be in the club like "play anything, just not one of Ghetts' songs" I could not be highlandered No-one's levelling by my standard Man wanna put a bullet in the same mind that planned it I don't mind that madness I feel mind to madness It might cost me an arm and a leg if I step on your mine What amping? Brain on my head, still it's mindless action Satisfaction I cosign that reaction Tit for tat, counteract, no chat, no caption In fact, no fact, why you feeling yourself? I'm the captain You kick back, relax, and stop acting You ain't the main attraction You're just attracting the plastic black sack for you to get wrapped in Anytime I get on the track in the tap, that's what's happening I stay ready, so I ain't gotta get ready It ain't even necessary, I'm a vet, you're a veggie Me and Reggie been steady since Matthew Kelly and Gino Ginelli There was only 5 channels on the telly Did dirt for the thrill and the belly Now I just fill up my belly in a room full of smelly Tubby said "Dyl, you better give it some welly" but I gotta come heavy Ban 'em up, jab 'em up, grab 'em up We had a rock, they talking like I never had 'em up Not a care in the world, I never had a fuck I stay cocked in the car We're starstuck and on chuffed but ease up, I ain't Daffy Duck Yeah, I made it out the gutter with a bit of luck And if it ain't nothing nice, you better keep your dick sucker shut I ain't into the nonsense, I'm content I ain't really feeling your content and I ain't even begging your consent You're on bench, you ain't got a leg to stand on You ain't got a patch to land on I want a little lizzy I can get my hands on You keep rambling on the 'gram, what's your plan don? Calm down, change your tampon I couldn't care what a man's on Gas not, I don't care who a man was One still here and I'm Van Gogh That's a take and a stanton It was make it or bank rob Same cake, different candles Same snakes, different angles And we clock them little pussies Binoculars, gotta watch them little pussies And be the last drop off for them little puss... You couldn't live in the area with these fellas This is Hagler and Hearns and Leonard This is Wrighty, Merson and Dennis This is bad boys, new Jack and Menace So gwan act like you're the coldest one I got plaques older than your oldest son I got the Bond suit and I got the golden gun That's for the young bucks, thumbs up Get run up, gun bucked Spin an MC with my adlibs Spin an MC with my adlibs 8-0-8 make a man get (mad) If man call K then a man get (grabbed) White winer, rum limer, spun nicer, one liners he fucked right up These Bozos are no fighters Debos but they're so cyber I am so not a cosigner I don't believe in no writers Plastic, I don't believe in no fibres East siders Difference between bars and bibles Nastier than sygons, pars wrapped inside us, but still ain't the path of a mileage Rev it and rip Seckle and sh... this is legendary shit
Writer(s): Dylan Mills, Kane Brett Robinson, Dennis Michael Tenney, Darren Hector, Justin Clarke Samuel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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