[Intro: Chip] I went to a school called grime I didn't see you that time I went to a school called grime I didn't see you that time
[Hook: Chip] If you think you Can come against I, I Then lyrics will fly like birds in the sky Now your career's on the line Next time, think twice before you try And come against me, yeah?
[Verse 1: Chip] Look, give me more, give me more 8 bars, 16 or 24 Pull up in the dance, get a reload fam With a 16, I wrote a 16 at 24 When I spit this lyric in my 30s You wanna understand you can't murk me And the little sly digs don't hurt me Cause listen, I'm a big man but I'm not 30 Man know the scene, man know I'm from it Man just gassed, man don't want it Man know Chipmunk, man know I'm froggy Mic in my right hand, man don't want it Listen, I'm a cool lad, I'm not bad But when I put my pen to my pad, it's like a gat Anytime I bust a rhyme, I make it clap Look how I'm moving it forward, bringing it back Cut the beat out, fuck that, bring it back Let's arrange and get a set vibe live on a track You think I care for garms you wear? Fam, you can't buy swag, it's swag Yeah, back in the day I was Heat FM's prophet Times when £5 subs hurt my pocket Grime scene saviour, Rudolph raver 10 years later, you know I still got it