Lethal Bizzle (also known as Lethal B) is one of the fastest growing East L… Read Full Bio ↴Lethal Bizzle (also known as Lethal B) is one of the fastest growing East London Grime artists. In December, 2004 he released "Pow (Forward)", also known as "Forward Riddim", which was banned from airplay by some mainstream stations; it entered the UK Singles Chart at number 11 in the first chart of 2005. His former group, the More Fire Crew released the album More Fire Crew CV which did poorly and they were dropped from their record label.
In 2002 he brought out a song called "Oi!" with his former crew which reached the top ten in the UK Singles Charts.
In early July 2005 Lethal Bizzle was one of the very few black British artists to appear on stage at the final Live 8 concert in Edinburgh.
Lethal Bizzle has signed up with V2 Records to bring out his new album Against All Odds which was released on 15th August. He has also released a second single "Uh Oh! (I'm Back)" in the same month, it debuted at number 47 in the UK Singles Charts.
He currently released a song with Twista and Gappy Ranks which has been put together by the Kray Twinz.
He is known for his rap rivalry with Roll Deep Crew member Wiley. However, in the final track, Til Next Time, on his latest album, Against All Odds, Lethal Bizzle calls for an end to this rivalry.
Lethal B has also recently colaberated with a hardcore punk called gallows on the track staring at the rude bois
In 2002 he brought out a song called "Oi!" with his former crew which reached the top ten in the UK Singles Charts.
In early July 2005 Lethal Bizzle was one of the very few black British artists to appear on stage at the final Live 8 concert in Edinburgh.
Lethal Bizzle has signed up with V2 Records to bring out his new album Against All Odds which was released on 15th August. He has also released a second single "Uh Oh! (I'm Back)" in the same month, it debuted at number 47 in the UK Singles Charts.
He currently released a song with Twista and Gappy Ranks which has been put together by the Kray Twinz.
He is known for his rap rivalry with Roll Deep Crew member Wiley. However, in the final track, Til Next Time, on his latest album, Against All Odds, Lethal Bizzle calls for an end to this rivalry.
Lethal B has also recently colaberated with a hardcore punk called gallows on the track staring at the rude bois
Round Here
Lethal Bizzle Lyrics
Biz
Giggs
Yo
You don't wanna stop 'round here
You don't wanna plot 'round here, nah
Big four fizzy in the hand
Kick off your headtop clear, clear, clear
You don't wanna stop 'round here
You don't wanna plot 'round here, nah
Big four fizzy in the hand
Kick off your headtop clear, yo
Check 1, four fizzy in the air
One shot, two shot, three shot, clear
And you know that we got a transit spare
Case we gotta run up on your rear
Man don't care if you go gym and UNO
Or if you rock Moncler
Talking tough? Man might call that bluff
Then next thing you know, you disappear
Dear oh dear, I don't wanna hear no he said, she said
He's gonna do that, my G, you're on ket
Badboy on the internet
But in real life, man ah man know that you're just wet
Talk out the side of your mout, but one thing I know
My name, you're gonna respect
Violation or wasting my time
You already know that's something I won't let
Man wanna go on like some Musketeer
Talk about P, my P, you're not near
500 when I step into gear
Look in the rear view, don, you're not there
Ten years plus, yo, I know it's not fair
And I'll do another ten, I can see clear
I'm on a different page
Two seventeen, I'm on a different wave
You don't wanna stop 'round here
You don't wanna plot 'round here, nah
Big four fizzy in the hand
Kick off your headtop clear, clear, clear
You don't wanna stop 'round here
You don't wanna plot 'round here, nah
Big four fizzy in the hand
Kick off your headtop clear, clear, clear
You don't wanna stop 'round here
You don't wanna plot 'round here, nah
Big four fizzy in the hand
Kick off your headtop clear, clear, clear
You don't wanna stop 'round here
You don't wanna plot 'round here, nah
Big four fizzy in the hand
Kick off your headtop clear, yo
Man's that kid that's local, vocal
DJ, mix that Pro Tool
He say, she say, so-called, so what?
Babe, quick, get that phone call
If that strap's got sixteen bullets
Man gon' get that total
Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze
Greaze, greaze, greaze
It's that kid that flipped that token
Grabbed that, left that broken
It's that kid that lit that spliff
What, Biz, what? Get that potion
It's that kid that knocked that door
What? Knock-knock, kicked that open
Greaze, greaze, please
Leave man, please
Man just crept and tiptoed and hold 'em
Clip the prick that's been chosen
Man just lit the pricks up and smoke 'em
Man get lifted and soaken
Man get gassed up off all this social
Man's got big shit in motion
Man's too sick to be loafing, joking
Man's too big to be boasting
You don't wanna stop 'round here
You don't wanna plot 'round here, nah
Big four fizzy in the hand
Kick off your headtop clear, clear, clear
You don't wanna stop 'round here
You don't wanna plot 'round here, nah
Big four fizzy in the hand
Kick off your headtop clear, clear, clear
You don't wanna stop 'round here
You don't wanna plot 'round here, nah
Big four fizzy in the hand
Kick off your headtop clear, clear, clear
You don't wanna stop 'round here
You don't wanna plot 'round here, nah
Big four fizzy in the hand
Kick off your headtop clear, yo
London boys
(Trackerz)
Giggs
Yo
You don't wanna stop 'round here
You don't wanna plot 'round here, nah
Big four fizzy in the hand
Kick off your headtop clear, clear, clear
You don't wanna stop 'round here
You don't wanna plot 'round here, nah
Kick off your headtop clear, yo
Check 1, four fizzy in the air
One shot, two shot, three shot, clear
And you know that we got a transit spare
Case we gotta run up on your rear
Man don't care if you go gym and UNO
Or if you rock Moncler
Talking tough? Man might call that bluff
Then next thing you know, you disappear
Dear oh dear, I don't wanna hear no he said, she said
He's gonna do that, my G, you're on ket
Badboy on the internet
But in real life, man ah man know that you're just wet
Talk out the side of your mout, but one thing I know
My name, you're gonna respect
Violation or wasting my time
You already know that's something I won't let
Man wanna go on like some Musketeer
Talk about P, my P, you're not near
500 when I step into gear
Look in the rear view, don, you're not there
Ten years plus, yo, I know it's not fair
And I'll do another ten, I can see clear
I'm on a different page
Two seventeen, I'm on a different wave
You don't wanna stop 'round here
You don't wanna plot 'round here, nah
Big four fizzy in the hand
Kick off your headtop clear, clear, clear
You don't wanna stop 'round here
You don't wanna plot 'round here, nah
Big four fizzy in the hand
Kick off your headtop clear, clear, clear
You don't wanna stop 'round here
You don't wanna plot 'round here, nah
Big four fizzy in the hand
Kick off your headtop clear, clear, clear
You don't wanna stop 'round here
You don't wanna plot 'round here, nah
Big four fizzy in the hand
Kick off your headtop clear, yo
Man's that kid that's local, vocal
DJ, mix that Pro Tool
He say, she say, so-called, so what?
Babe, quick, get that phone call
If that strap's got sixteen bullets
Man gon' get that total
Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze
Greaze, greaze, greaze
It's that kid that flipped that token
Grabbed that, left that broken
It's that kid that lit that spliff
What, Biz, what? Get that potion
It's that kid that knocked that door
What? Knock-knock, kicked that open
Greaze, greaze, please
Leave man, please
Man just crept and tiptoed and hold 'em
Clip the prick that's been chosen
Man just lit the pricks up and smoke 'em
Man get lifted and soaken
Man get gassed up off all this social
Man's got big shit in motion
Man's too sick to be loafing, joking
Man's too big to be boasting
You don't wanna stop 'round here
You don't wanna plot 'round here, nah
Big four fizzy in the hand
Kick off your headtop clear, clear, clear
You don't wanna stop 'round here
You don't wanna plot 'round here, nah
Big four fizzy in the hand
Kick off your headtop clear, clear, clear
You don't wanna stop 'round here
You don't wanna plot 'round here, nah
Big four fizzy in the hand
Kick off your headtop clear, clear, clear
You don't wanna stop 'round here
You don't wanna plot 'round here, nah
Big four fizzy in the hand
Kick off your headtop clear, yo
London boys
(Trackerz)
Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Bucks Music Group, Songtrust Ave
Written by: MAXWELL ANSAH, KOFFI MANOU WILFRED KOUASSI, TEDDY SAMBAS, NATHANIEL THOMASON, ABRA CADABRA, DESHANE FRANCIS CORNWALL, HEAVY TRACKERZ, JUSTIN CLARKE, MARC VEIRA, MAXWELL OWUSU ANSAH
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