(Labrinth) No matter where I've been, no better place than where I Live Sometimes we start again to show them why we first begin And oh oh
(Ed Sheeran) I know it's been a long time so won't you say it Again
Meanest Man up in my city (x4) Ain't no time to sit around and look pretty
[Verse 1: Devlin]
Check my grin and and crooked smile, Son I'm still a crooked child Murder any crocodile that's lurking in the river Nile Maybe I should think a while, scrap that and think again I'm thinking vile, I'll fuck your bird like Harry Styles But I've been Dirty like Harry since I'Ve been lurking in Daggy But then I used my Ed in the Lab I Was 32, I don't need you, like my boy Scissors let me slice you into slivers Burn you I'm the boss, you're about to die Smithers You must be Justin Timberlake I see you crying rivers Tell me who's the sickest and realest, the science spitters Stick my dick in Dianne Vickers, it's lucky I'm not religious But now I'm fucking cross, I've got my adversaries touching cloth Meanest MC you'll see or come across
[Verse 2: Labrinth]
Devlin I think I might just take it from here.. Call me a genius, Who gives a bloody rats arse what I'm seen as Maybe if you throw me a guitar and a beat I can show you why these freshman don't dance with the seniors Too many fake believers Too many copycats trying to play Jesus Too many followers pied piping they ain't leaders I smell something fishy pull out a can of Febreeze, shit And breathe in, you and me sin, ain't a saint see I know we're all evens Honesty is a step closer to freedom That's what I'll be even if that don't mean rich So fuck all these fake popstars, Even Nina Simone's saying that I go hard, come on Yeah I go hard now
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Wretch 32]
My Wretchersise is everybody's insanity What you call a casualty, I be causing casually What you call a salary I used to cause a cavity What you call rapping B I call it chatting rapidly Got in tune with gravity, when they tried stabbing me But dumb fools couldn't say a sentence on my scrabble street I speake the truth and I live by it, I'm taking the piss, I'm on a shit diet Bought a fast car to keep the kids quiet Driving down memory lane I see mum crying Six sirens, pigs flying officer violent wringing my neck Tryna ask me for my Dad but I'm on silent, Strong silence, suck your Mum trying
[Verse 4: Ed Sheeran]
I'm back with the next hit, I'm screaming out till you accept it And written words should be corrected I'm fucking dyslexic, a dirty flow over the beat, Making it sound so sweet but septic I'm bumping the fresh shit, with Lab, Devlin and now Wretch is Making every fan get restless A heavy heart hanging from my chest like a necklace And yeah I've got papers but I don't tell the press shit. You should expect this, I'm making a believer from sceptics And no gift shop at the exit Well this is a head trip, I spent a couple years in a bedsit A cesspit but I don't forget this Your lyrics hold no weight, they're anorexic You better invest in an alphabetical breakfast If you feel disrespected, that's just the way the words are collected, Just giving you a little perspective, Now you know
[Bridge: Labrinth]
Just when they thought I couldn't cross the line That's when I got here in the nick of time Cuz who are they to say, That ain't fly as a motherfucker No time for faded dreams, bring out the laser beams and say..
(Meanest Man up in my city, ain't no time to sit around and look pretty)