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Wiley

Jacks Not Nimble

 

Jacks Not Nimble


Oi, oi London
Can you hear this yout?
Like, like I'm ringing up the yout to do some business and talk about a riddim
And this yout's recording me like some psycho killer
That's some batty boy ting
What is that?
What is this kid meant to be though?
Oi Jack, I told you
You can't bring N.A.S.T.Y back
You can't bring Sharky back
You can't bring me back
I dunno what you're doing, you're just running around Jack
Oh

Let's go Jack we can play catch up
I've checked both statuses, and he don't match up
You've been in the game since the days of Viper
Grazing road, and still you can't catch up
So what I'm gonna do is try and pass you a ladder
And if you miss it, there's no way back up
I go to war alone, don't need back up
But if you really want to Jack, send for you back up
Me? I will put an end to your back up
I will never be the one being had up
You'll get bad up, bad up, bad up
Wiley's mad up
What? You think I can't handle Jack in the dance
I just laugh and watch the beat stack up
The petrol station's being visited, standard
Anything I want in the shop I gotta grab up
And when I catch Jack in the dance he's gonna realise

He's not nimble, Jack's not quick
I told you already Jack can't do shit
So when you see the prick on the YouTube clip, don't think that he's having me up
He's not sick
Jack's not nimble, Jack's not quick
I told you already Jack can't do shit
So when you see the prick on the YouTube clip, don't think that he's having me up
He's not sick

Jack, I ain't no prick in the manor
I'm sick with the full clip, hits from the manor
This soundboy's loose like chicks in the manor
Couldn't ask for an easier clash
Coulda had a better one with a young kid in the manor
Jack ain't got a tight grip in the manor
I'll play chicks in the manor
Watch them all turn against you quick in the manor 'cause

He's not nimble, Jack's not quick
I told you already Jack can't do shit
So when you see the prick on the YouTube clip, don't think that he's having me up
He's not sick
Jack's not nimble, Jack's not quick
I told you already Jack can't do shit (Tiger, tiger)
So when you see the prick on the YouTube clip, don't think that he's having me up
He's not sick

I get down like a west side G
Cruise through the west like a west side G
You can't west side me
I'm the best by [?]
Zones in west you thought you wouldn't find me in
Even now while I'm writing bars, I'm on the phone
I'm in the car, I'm W3 in
Jack tell me why you wanna record a phone call with a male human being
You see them man from Little Britain, the funny guy? Jack, I think you need to see him
Donuts think that Wiley's a crackhead
But I'm a lemon kid, I brought tiger knee in
What kind of being, takes his clothes off at Sidewinder, batty boy everybody see him
Jack, are you mad?
I thought that we could agree on a couple tings, now we not agreeing

He's not nimble, Jack's not quick (He's not quick)
I told you already Jack can't do shit
So when you see the prick on the YouTube clip, don't think that he's having me up
He's not sick (Hello, hello)
Jack's not nimble, Jack's not quick
I told you already Jack can't do shit
So when you see the prick on the YouTube clip (Clip), don't think that he's having me up
He's not sick

I've got clips, and clips and clips of lyrics
And next time, I'll bring three in
The YouTube clip ain't nothing, Jack can't have me up
I stood firm, I'm weren't fleeing
Next time round, respect my sound
You can bring Sharky in, and you can't bring me in
I'm too big like, I'll stick your wig like
Arms, arms, whenever I see him
You don't Hackneys, you ain't from Hackney
Don't say Hackney, they ain't agreeing
And you're not a nasty gangbanger, ask your whole manor, and they're not agreeing
Watch if I ever catch your wifey on a loose one, I'll keep her with a bottle of [?]
JJ, pull out this tune that I'm giving you, it's all about Jack so let's get the P in

He's not nimble, Jack's not quick (He ain't quick)
I told you already Jack can't do shit (Can't do shit)
So when you see the prick on the YouTube clip, don't think that he's having me up
He's not sick (He ain't, he ain't sick)
Jack's not nimble, Jack's not quick (He ain't quick)
I told you already Jack can't do shit (Oi London)
So when you see the prick on the YouTube clip (I don't mean), don't think that he's having me up
He's not sick (Eskiboy)

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