Intro

Involved with the intro No strings attached, it's something like a plimsoll Just to get info', grime to me's like jazz was to Nat King Cole They don't want to let me in the mainstream door, give a diss So, I'ma come through the back window This be The Calm Before The Storm Hurricane Ghetts, yes, I arrive when the wind blows I run wild like a dingo These MCs all talk the talk Me, I walk the walk, barefoot like a Flintstone The bike's like I ain't eating enough Real talk, I feel full after a spring roll And I ain't never been big But now, I'm slimmer than my insoles Still, I ain't the nigga you can insult Face to face, it ain't the same case It's more like "Ghetts, what's wrong with you?" "I just wanna do a song with you" "How the hell can I be on F Radio if I don't get along with you?" Look, it's a par, it's a long pursuit My bars would be under booth 2000 and life, then I came with the Gospel Then I made Freedom of Speech I got the crowd on my side, I'm blatantly on form Best MC on the scene Even the founder of grime says I'm responsible for decreasing his lead There ain't a doubt in my mind who's taking me off course I believe in my dream, three CDs deep (classics) And I'm back with another one When another MC says my name They always say Ghetto's the same as Kane I ain't never heard nobody come with another one And I ain't a battle MC but they all wanna hear me battle MCs Where does it end? They'll always be another one Had a deal, now I'm in talks of another one In fact, let's talk about that If my name was Money, I'd talk about cash I'ma take 80 thousand for the album Squash all this talk about clash There ain't no money in it and at my age, it's all about stacks Most man hate on Stryder and Chip like "All they make is water down tracks" Niggas hates progress Hate the new me, rate the old Ghetts To me, it makes no sense Change is part of the process If Wiley never made Rolex See whether I made top five dough yet Sometimes, I feel like I've outgrown sets Still I give one hundred percent, no less I don't wanna write bars for a set I just wanna write bars for a cheque And I don't wanna write bars over clash I just wanna write bars over track I used to write bars to respect But now I know how far I'm ahead Now I just wanna write songs that are gone 'Cause I ain't where I belong, am I wrong? Well, am I? Never been more right But still I get it in more time Who's helping the team? Who else in the scene but Will, could ever bring more guys? And I know deep down, most of them wouldn't return the favour Apart from Devlin or Lights So, why am I helping out when I need help? There's no help about, it's alright I'll get there, take a jet there See Griminal, Rapid and Devz there See Kane, Scorcher, Mercston and Wretch there (yeah) It don't matter who's next there (nah) As long as we all get there (yeah) I wanna get there, I won't forget here Went from sitting on the wall to a deck, yeah I'm like sorry, it's your time, next year This is The Calm Before The Storm I'm so sorry for the delay You know me, it's more than entertainment to me Come back, have to raise the levels and shit Does this so often, don't ever doubt me You don't hear me, don't think I'm sitting at home With a joint out and a zoot in my mouth Ain't my style, I get it in