Tour Bus Massacre Lyrics & Chords By Skepta

Who ate all the pies? It was me, Wiley Top boy riddims, yeah, made by me But I didn't have any riddim in the tank though That's why man had to phone up G I sold vinyl, now...read more

I used to have ten youts knocking my door Asking me to roll out and lick cars Now I've got 25 youts knocking my door Still asking me to spit bars At least they're not...read more

I can see it now, How they got away with it, I was foolish for a while, See there's no time to doubt in The West But sometimes its like we're stuck, Like we're not allowed to grow...read more

New shoes with the blue suede Blue suede, the blue suede, the blue suede Young graves get the bouquets Bouquets, the bouquets, the bouquets Hope I outlive them red roses Hope...read more

I'll still get the bars in, Devlin I'm marchin, like a soldier serving in iraq is, now watch me eliminate targets, you should have known to anticipate carnage, your attitude...read more