Ice Pole Remix - Wiley

Yep, yep

Yep, yep

It’s, it’s Eskiboy, boy

I’m Eskiboy, boy

Yeah

And I just wanna say

They never get along with me, do they?

I try so hard

It’s Wiley, they just can’t get along with Wiley

They don’t wanna be cool with Wiley

They just wanna make a fool of Wiley

He’s not havin' it, that’s not Wiley

Who’s that boy from East London who keeps it grimey?

Yeah that’s Wiley, you just wanna be better than Wiley

Last time you saw me it was who ate all the pies

Now I’m back with pound signs in my eyes

My career’s on the rise

I’m not a dummy, I’m wiser

I know who the top boys are blud

Realise I’m a solider, the wait is over

Straight to the second album they can’t hold ya

I’ll be doing this til my days are over

I’m the crossfire boy, I’m taking over

If you’re not aware I’m gonna make it clear

Can’t compare me to anybody out here

'Cause I’m the highlander, fair and square

You might see me walkin' round Kildare

Eski and boy, they’re a dangerous pair (Yep)

Busy with a kick and a snare

Walkin' on air

Diss the program, I wouldn’t dare

This boy’s like a legionnaire

It’s Wiley, they just can’t get along with Wiley

They don’t wanna be cool with Wiley

They just wanna make a fool of Wiley

He’s not havin' it, that’s not Wiley

Who’s that boy from East London who keeps it grimey?

Yeah that’s Wiley, you just wanna be better than Wiley

Cor blimey there goes

So, you’re a big boy now

You’re makin' nice money in the music game

And you’ve got big tunes in the music game

I might want a piece of that music game

Yeah, I heard you’re a baiders now

You’re keepin' it gutter in the music game

You’re the next big thing in the music game

You’ve almost locked the whole music game

Oh my god you’ve got so much gash now

Only 'cause you’re in the music game

Just 'cause you’ve got a name in the music game

They only like you 'cause you’ve got a name

You must be a big money man right now

'Cause you sell a lot in the music game

And you’re puttin' out riddims in the music game

You got dough, it’s you man who run the music game

Yeah, Wiley’s a this or a that

He’s a what?

Top boy and I flow with the top boys, I’m makin' a big noise, I play with the

big toys

You’re not a top boy, don’t make no noise

I’m a, game player I hustled your team player

You wanted to be a sprayer but your game went down

I am a real sprayer and my game’s gone up

I’m runnin' my mouth up but I’m not shuttin' my mouth up

Wiley, they just can’t get along with Wiley

They don’t wanna be cool with Wiley

They just wanna make a fool of Wiley

He’s not havin' it, that’s not Wiley

Who’s that boy from East London who keeps it grimey?

Yeah that’s Wiley, you just wanna be better than Wiley

Cor blimey there goes

You can’t come around, you will get spun around

'Cause the level of emceeing is high around me

And you won’t see no funny guy around me

Your girlfriend tries to act shy around me

You don’t like it, don’t bring her round me

'Cause I hear her, she tried to sing around me

Rude boy, you won’t win around

Sharp like a pin around, I’ve already been around her

I’ve already been around countless times

Got countless rhymes

I write for the cause

Cause trouble in your area

Who’s that boy I don’t care if he wants to clash me don’t bother blud

Yo, you’re not rough, I don’t fear ya

Didn’t feel nothing when I was standing near ya

Where was your lyrical flow?

I couldn’t hear ya

I told you blud I can’t hear ya

Wiley, they just can’t get along with Wiley

They don’t wanna be cool with Wiley

They just wanna make a fool of Wiley

He’s not havin' it, that’s not Wiley

Who’s that boy from East London who keeps it grimey?

Yeah that’s Wiley, you just wanna be better than Wiley

Cor blimey there goes

Yeah, you gotta have a new game plan

I’ve got my game plan for the next six years

And I’ve got my eye on the road

You’re not hot on the road

You’re running round like 'what, what, what?'

on the roads

Blud, wake up, wake up

Let’s be straight up

'Cause you ain’t no killer in my eyes

Seen me eat pies

Then you wanna eat pies

So I’m here on the stage just make your way up

I go away and mind my own business

Come back and they’re still callin' my name up

The bar was raised up

But some will knock it down

I’m one away from them with my sound

You can’t be one away from me I’ll clamp down

I’ll trap your show down, I’ll clap your hoe down

I’ll take your hoe round my house and get busy

I’m a wrong one I keep your girl’s life busy

Wiley, they just can’t get along with Wiley

They don’t wanna be cool with Wiley

They just wanna make a fool of Wiley

He’s not havin' it, that’s not Wiley

Who’s that boy from East London who keeps it grimey?

Yeah that’s Wiley, you just wanna be better than Wiley

Cor blimey there goes

Wiley, they just can’t get along with Wiley

They don’t wanna be cool with Wiley

They just wanna make a fool of Wiley

He’s not havin' it, that’s not Wiley

Who’s that boy from East London who keeps it grimey?

Yeah that’s Wiley, you just wanna be better than Wiley

Cor blimey there goes… Wiley

2nd Phaze (2nd Phaze)

Eskiboy (Yeah)

It’s Eskiboy, boy