Lyrics:

Yo, Eskiboy, Maniac
Real grime kids I don’t know why anybody strays
I don’t know why anyone makes anything
Or trys to portray that they’re anything other than grime
If they are grime
Dunknow, its not long
Representing grime all day, E3
Straight to the end of time, I’m so grime so grime

(Verse 1)

I write bars on Spiderman’s rooftop
Plagued in my system, flow long distance
Spray til my times up, look now spitters in the game wanna climb up
Keep on climbing, I’ll keep on striving
Speaking about my life and what I did
Made a new tune on my laptop
Found a new rave sound tune called hybrid
I weren’t a shy kid but I had the heart of a black star night kid
Black stars rise up
Stop chatting shit everybody better wise up
Analyse why me and my race don’t ever wanna smile up
(…?) any other challengers
Don’t give a damn cause he’s not a badman til he’s ’02 liner
From L-O-N I’ve got my North city sign up
Don’t end up as the one that I wile out


(Hook x2)
Yeah I do grime, I’m a grime kid what
(Yeah I do grime, I’m a grime kid what)
Maniac, Wiley how you gonna stop them
(Maniac, Wiley how you gonna stop them)
We’ll stick with grime it’s a lot when

(Verse 2)

I’m on the road with just three elements
Don’t try I’ll be straight to your residence
Couple those might fly off
And im on my own didn’t send for the regiment
Yeah, none of us lack intelligence
We’re quite intelligent, moneys not a problem
Go to the bookings that are relevant
Promote the album, I’m doing it
Shops keep selling them
Back to the roads, nuff crime no evidence
Magazines quote me wrong I keep telling ‘em
Fly to the office and wile out
Might get nicked so I wile out
(…?) No crime no evidence
Theres one of me but I got em like
I was with nine of my regiment
Pulled out spirits and I’m in my element
Don’t try quote me wrong I keep telling em

(Hook x2)

(Verse 3)

I’m on stage, Wiley I’m from the streets of rage
And I wanna fresh page
If you don’t like grime, get out the way
Cause we don’t care what the people say
And I was at the start when man weren’t sure
And them man are gone but I’m here today
I’m rare today Ive got nuff to say
Grime is my game
Fuck what you think you could never employ me
Or pay me a minimum wage
Make more money from haze
I was a shooter, those were the days
The scenes full now so we’re closing the gate
If you didn’t make it I’ll see you next time
We gotta go we got beats to make
Maniac, Wiley how you gonna stop them
No way, this is grime its not fake

(Hook x2)