Nasty (Live) Lyrics By Skepta
Right now I want to tell you a story
About a pussy named Devilman
I don't know why Chip mentioned my name
But Devilman's tryna get attention
Told you before this year is the year of the real
Fake **** get left in the rain
Think 'cause I'm up there sitting on a plane
That I can't really hear what the people are
But I can hear everything loud and clear
And they're telling me to tell you stay in your
Lord of the Mic, said I coulda clashed any man
I said, fam, let me clash Devilman
Man, taking the 0121 style
Birmingham or go clear like Evian
Since then and I can't hear you
Real Brummie **** said they won't go
You will get a wu long son den some win seng
And when you talk about 0121
I know some serious people
And some serious places
I see your set and it's basic
You tried faking, you did a YouTube video
None of those guys in the back wanna show their faces
'Cause they know Devilman did snitch on some serious cases
Said my name, nah, that's not right
Heart on my sleeve anytime that I write
Devilman can't say anything that I ain't already told
Man, about my life
Made a couple shit songs, yeah
Repeated my bars, ah yeah
'Cause when your bars are hard like mine
Sometimes, man, I gotta say it (Twice!)
Fact of the matter is my bars
Your bars sound like you're smoking
You end up on the sex offender list
Man, I gotta put the devil in the
Wah gwan for certain man
Thought it was a clash about music
And all of a sudden, Devilman, you wanna sperm on that
Like a TV, you wanna turn on that
Music, me and my bros are killing it all over the globe
He's vexed 'cause everybody on his road
Asking for me like the WiFi code
You ever gave me an ounce of skunk, pussy
I wouldn't pay you a (Penny)
Wun Sen
And when you see Devilman
Tell him keep my name out of his nasty mouth
With his nasty lyrics
You're nasty
Where's all my beautiful ladies in the building?
With your nails done
And your hair, hair fleek-y
I wanna send the next one out to all the ladies in the building, I love you
Alright, let's go
Oh, wait, did Novelist get here?
Oh, shit
Yeah, okay, run it
