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Cool Off Lyrics by Wiley

Tunnel Vision Volume 3

2006

[Intro]
Yo, it's Eskiboy
Back again, still doing this ting
Tunnel Vision Volume 3
And you know what?
It's not even worth man tryna talk like, man got deaded out last week
It's nothing long
Man got deaded out like
Big up 2Face though, cah man's been bubbling to one of your tings innit like
One of your little freestyles so like
Yo listen
It's Eskiboy I'm doing this ting, where we going?

[Chorus]
Scorcher, cool off, you don't really want me to bust the tool off
And look, I leave your boys actin' tough
And come on, I see your boys 'dem sprint off
And Justin, cool off, you don't really want me to bust the tool off
And look, I leave your boys actin' tough
And come on, I see your boys 'dem sprint off
And Justin

[Verse 1]
When I'm all so ready, come through swinging
I will roll on Reggie
Cold like dready, I don't mind if I go against many
'Cause the way I feel now, I know Eskiboy's ready
I'm ready, I'm ready and I'm back in a big way
Big whip, big house, big name, big pay
The day you battle with me will be a big day
Nothing on my mind, I'm aiming quick spray
And I will not play in a dance for shit pay
We got Ghetto running around like he's some Papoose
But it's on top, I ain't had a shit date
So I go to war before a battle I pray
So when the outcome is I'm the victor
Don't be surprised I'm a winner when I play
I don't hate you but I am a sinner when I play
Sprint spitters in the morning, evening or day

[Chorus]
Scorcher, cool off, you don't really want me to bust the tool off
And look, I leave your boys actin' tough
And come on, I see your boys 'dem sprint off
And Justin, cool off, you don't really want me to bust the tool off
And look, I leave your boys actin' tough
And come on, I see your boys 'dem sprint off

[Verse 2]
Creep up with the crew so quick, they lose faith
The fans are saying don't reply, he can't spray
The fans are all liars, ask Joe or Myers
I've taken big steps, come a long way
From Plaistow to E3, I hold the key
We speak about battling, oh so freely
I'm oh so greedy, Ghetto ain't better than me
I'm in the game, The Movement don't leave me
Draw for your borer, dare you, come around here with a shank
Go ahead try and feed me
Saw me with a stiff leg walking funny
Jerome knows wagwan, he can read me
Please believe me, it's not a ting
I roll deep from East to North to North Weezy
I'm looking at the situation real close
And I realise none of you niggas ain't sleazy

[Chorus]
Scorcher, cool off, you don't really want me to bust the tool off
And look, I leave your boys actin' tough
And come on, I see your boys 'dem sprint off
And Justin, cool off, you don't really want me to bust the tool off
And look, I leave your boys actin' tough
And come on, I see your boys 'dem sprint off

[Verse 3]
I'm the greatest grime artist alive, that's a statement
The level I'm on, you wouldn't get a placement
I'm in the sky with the Gods
I'm messed up like like mix-breed dogs locked down in the basement
Can't keep up with me I'm just pacing
I'm like Lee, I swear on my granddad's grave
On the day I get taken out, I can assure you
It won't be by them wastemen
This tune's gonna change the game a bit
Ting's peng, you'll hear the work you sprayed in it
If you gotta go, get set and aim for it
Lethal B's gotta step up his game a bit
In my storm, you wouldn't be swaying a bit
You would fall down, 'cause I ain't changed a bit
I keep seeing Kerwin in a Range a bit
Certain guys have been acting strange a bit so

[Chorus]
Scorcher, cool off, you don't really want me to bust the tool off
And look, I leave your boys actin' tough
And come on, I see your boys 'dem sprint off
And Justin, cool off, you don't really want me to bust the tool off
And look, I leave your boys actin' tough
And come on, I see your boys 'dem sprint off

[Outro]
Yo, right now it's Eskiboy
Tunnel Vision
And he can keep sending people
Keep speaking to me like, keep speaking
Hold tight Ghetto, you're a coward
You should be stepping up, I don't know why you're letting Skywalker do this
A big boy for Skywalker you know
Big boy for Skywalker
Hold tight Ghetto, I'm calling you
You coming in, stop sending all these, all these up and comings like
Man's a big man star, shut your mouth
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About “Cool Off” by Wiley

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"Cool Off" appears on "Tunnel Vision Volume 3" in 2006.

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