Yo,
Eskiboy,
Tunnel
Vision,
Volume 3
I just wanna say like, thanks to my mum innit like,
she gave birth to the greatest grime artist of all time
Heart ya man, boy better know
Thanks mum, it's been 27 years I thought
of you when I was having beef with 27 brits
I know how you feel about
me being street wise
I'm so sorry I lack face and fears but
All the work paid off cause I'm looking at the sunset,
I'm racing clear
Still wasting brits in the battle with the mic
But don't worry cause I got it
covered when I'm here
I've had a bad day but I realise
Back then I tried to not care,
but a mother's love is too strong so don't play with it
Plus the family's still here and me,
I'm still here
Nanny rang me,
and she told me she still cares
Plus I'm round
Jerome's and he still cares
What about daddy?
He still cares
Mum, it's so cold when
I roam on the roadside
If you got a name, yeah,
everybody knows mine
I try and stay cool on the low vibe
Then I gotta switch and get
real on the show guys
Show guys, they're
MZs in my game
You try and get a few
straps off of my name
But mum know like since
Junior got killed
I've had it in me to go
out and ring on a guy
And when I get aggy,
they wanna ask why I just celebrate
You know why,
I wouldn't do it for nothing
Cause I'm a humble guy and my
uncle's their nightmares
They'll come to your ends, we'll wrap it
Any bad man can say I live right here
Can't chat shite here,
I'm the aggiest lord of the mic here
Thanks mum, you gave birth to the
greatest grime artist of all time
Thanks mum, well earned talent
Well earned talent, appreciate it, trust me
Esk,
Eskboy
Tunnelvision, volume,
Tunnelvision 3, volume 3
Boy you better know what,
there's not a woman on earth who could love me more than mum
So why am I an idiot,
letting this girl run my life
It's so hard trying to be
number one in the game
Have a girl who ain't on a hype ting
You don't wanna see me
coochin' with your ting
I don't wanna see you
coochin' with my ting
I don't spit just for the sake of rhymin'
I do practice flowin' and timin'
Tightness in the ranks, I'm climbin' up
And I won't stop writin'
The legend of
Wiley won't die king
He's been a warrior,
he won't stop fightin'
Slap your wifey up if she likes him
And that'll stop you an
d him from fightin'
Even though I'm on a hype ting
My advice to you will be
do the right thing
Thanks, man
Tunnel
Vision, volume three
Hot, yeah, man
Boy, I know
In the place
In the face
Eskimo
Eskimo
Frank's
Mom
True