Devlin - Off With Their Heads Lyrics
[Featuring: Wretch 32]Devlin, yeahWretch 32 in the buildingLet's take it back there, time to go inTell 'em Wretch, tell 'em WretchI'm on some off with your head shitI keep firing, I'm not The ApprenticeDevs told me to go in, ah yeahSo I wrap blocked all the exitsYes I'll be here foreverThe chair's so far I'll leave here in leatherSo dark, so coldWith a couple girls sitting on my lapI'm never gonna say I'm backI'm a little too in love with plaquesI moved in to the hall of fameSo I wipe my feet on tracksI'ma kill it, I'm a killerSee me with one glove, it's a ThrillerI already had a number one for my dinnerMe and Devs go in there, innerAnd we're out of here, I doubt you're nearI've already been a thousand 'ereBut if you live for the money, then you die for the moneySo I ain't even trying to count it, I swearAnd if you don't think I'm *****edMiddle finger up***** me, ***** youI'll make you feel small when I big you upUp, up and away, I can't see yaOn my own scale, I'm a LibraTold 'em leave me alone, I wanna leave, uhHad to give 'em so dough to get a pizzaEvery day I have to take awayTomorrow won't be the same todayI don't score when I'm at homeI strike more when I play awayShut down the asylumBefore I creep through the exit, find itJump any fence inside then drag a manOut of a car that he just was drivingAnd then put the pedal to the floorI'm back and I'm ready for the war like a VikingI ain't gotta tell 'em any more, me and WretchAlready killed this UK Grime thingAnd there's not a lot left that could swing with shitAnd the doctor of death flyingWretch 32 said it's off with his headGot cold feet then it's frost on your crepsNever mind where you're walking, watch where you stepMind what you're talking, I might dissectAny guy trying a bullshit vibe on a secCan't ***** with me like my wife on the redsToo unorthodox to let it goSo I let 'em know that I'm pro, but my name ain't StephenSoul seems to be involvedI'm burying men six deep in a hole, no reasonYou're getting buried alive, I'm tryina better my lifeWhile some men are cutting up suitsWith scissors and severing tiesI let 'em know that it's Devlin's timeNo disputing I shift to the moveThis game from the days of The MovementUsing the only utensil I knew toNow I need loot, this a like to my figures on YouTubeRetreat or advance then, you chooseAt the present I'm king like PresleyTest me, then I'm running out full of angerAnd envy and stamping you out in my blue shoesRide a beat like a Traktor, eyBut I ain't getting on a train, 'eyEverybody wants to act up, yeah'Til you put 'em in the frameAnd I ain't got time for shit, patience's thinner than my toilet rollI'm a fixed up brother from a broken homeI remember I used to watch Home AloneNow I'm home alone in my owner homeThis millennium, got a loada domeRome then roamCame home smelling like hot CologneHad a success overdose, woahYou see my roll-on flowAnd I'm so sure that I can't be oldYet all my heels I carry on toe to toeWhen we take this game now, so cologneYou couldn't play my postI'm an old soul like an ancient ghostThat created his name in the game and heTook shit to another level on the wholeI can't really explain my brainBut if you peeked inside of my skullYou'd see shit so deep in my rearEye low deep, know why I feel this coldAnd I feel like the caped crusaderHere on the brink of a dangerous caperI'm always collected and calm in battleCan't be rattled, go sample a shakerOT, I'm an out takerI'm taking out any men that are minorAnd think that they're major, there's a devil and aWretch that just broke out of the chamberYes, now I'm going for the hat-trickOne singer, one model, one actressBut I might disappear if you're actingOr singing me a new tune on a mad pitchBack to my rap shitI'ma go hard this yearCan't be looking at the past this yearThat won't help me get past this yearIn an extra zone next to tracksMultiple hits but with extra swagI've divided my timeRoyalties won't forget to addAnd I ain't adding nobody on my BBiPhone when I want you to see meI plane, You tubeSee me on Wretch32 TVI'm getting flashbacks from the pastHead full of hate and a mouth full of barsMe and Wretch just stretched this game to a next spanTaking the extra yardWe're going extra hard, no I can not be barredSay what you want, but you couldn't keep Devs outAnyways, I've already broke through the fence nowAnd I'm quite relentless when I vex outEverybody wants to the the best outBut he gets stripped like a ***** when I dress downThink you're a face round 'ere?Get left lying face down in a next townPull strings like Robbie LamontOn the beat and I'm dropping the bombI'll make you all feel sick like Sue Bo dropping her thongThis ain't Sumo but I'm too big and too strong
