Protect The Empire - Wiley

We built this up, that’s why we must protect it

If suttin' ain’t right, we must correct it

Thomas Mellor

On a daily basis, pay attention to the brand

We got the deeds and we own the land

Still Wiley, but now it’s all 20 years later

My petrol is the fans and the haters

My foundation makes me one of the creators

I am the Eskibeat maker

Dad wanted me to be a baker

But I had different choices to make

So, I fly the flag, the UK music don

Go put my music on

Yo, we done all that now we’re moving on

Next generation, yous are on

In all eras, I wanna know who’s a don

They say you can’t do it, better prove 'em wrong

We got bare opportunities to get bread

My brudda, don’t lose your head

Use your business brain, it’s like shottin'

But now it’s just music culture we’re shottin'

We built this up that’s why we must protect it (Protect it)

If suttin' ain’t right, we must correct it (Correct it)

On a daily basis, pay attention to the brand (To the brand)

We got the deeds and we own the land

So fluent right here

For these other MCs?

Suicide year

Bruddas might get teared, nuttin' might get spared

When I let off that flare

I don’t wanna hear no talk from these actors

Man are disrespecting my passion

Man, I might tear man up like a raptor

Tryna take grime for some fashion

Can’t take 9 for nuttin' but real

Anytime I touch down, nuttin' but skill

I’m dark like my skin, that’s melanin-filled

Work hard so I’ll be getting that deal

If you try stop me getting my meal

Might resort to me getting that steel

And I’ll just shut down niggas at will

Don’t really care how a nigga might feel

We built this up, that’s why we must protect it

If suttin' ain’t right, we must correct it

On a daily basis, pay attention to the brand

We got the deeds and we own the land

It’s no, no remorse

Protect my empire, can’t lack with it

I got a mad spirit, I’ll go mad with it

Original old school rough neck

From the area when they used to wear caps fitted

I was letting off steam way before Boiler Room

And I ain’t talking gas fittings

It’s been a mad minute, been grafting

Ascended the hierarchy, I’m sat grinning

And if any likkle man wan' test the throne

It’s best you know, I’ll leave man scrambling

Do it like Double did, mangle and dangling

Can’t take the spot man’s standing in

Blud, are you stupid?

(Brap) Stop gambling

Spin an MC and say Jack did it

I’m not the guy that they can limit

Told man, it’s no remorse to the end and back with it

We built this up, that’s why we must protect it

If suttin' ain’t right, we must correct it

On a daily basis, pay attention to the brand

We got the deeds and we own the land