Joseph Junior Adenuga, better known as Skepta, is an English Grime MC from … Read Full Bio ↴Joseph Junior Adenuga, better known as Skepta, is an English Grime MC from Tottenham, North London, England. Originally from and born to Nigerian parents he moved from Lagos to London aged three. His family history can be traced back further to Ethiopia, to the Falash Mura community. He is a producer and DJ commonly associated with the North London Grime scene, including Roll Deep and Boy Better Know.
The name "Skepta" originated from the word Sceptre, a type of staff. He did not like the way it was spelt and felt that he wanted a unique stage name so 'that he could type "Skepta" in YouTube and only he would come up.' So, he changed it.
Skepta started his music career after he won a MC battle with over 300 people contesting beating Tempa T in the final. He also formed a partnership with his brother JME and became renowned throughout Greater London for his hit single (he also produced), "Private Caller" which featured many of his Meridian Crew from Meridian Walk in Tottenham.
Skepta (Managing Director) along with brother JME (CEO), began their grime label Boy Better Know in late 2005. The phrase "Boy Better Know" was originated by Big H the artist.
This phrase was then taken by Skepta and JME. Early 2006 saw the release of 'Shut Yuh Mut' - Boy Better Know Edition 1 which features all 3 artists and throughout the years has contributed and aided many other artists such as Frisco and Wiley to put out mixtapes, along with JME (4 mixtapes) and Skepta's September 2007 release 'Greatest Hits', which was distributed nationwide.
However now, Wiley left because he found mainstream chart success with Roll Deep, a crew that he co-founded and has enjoyed two number one hit singles with on the UK Top 40 Chart. He also had an ongoing 'beef' with Skepta, with both artists creating diss tracks, Wiley's 'Barnet' and Skepta's 'House in the Country' were both uploaded onto YouTube by both artists. However, this 'beef' was later proved to be false, as Skepta has stated in interviews, over Twitter, and whilst appearing on Ustream.
Skepta has released three singles off his third studio album, Doin' It Again (first with a major label). Titled "Bad Boy", "Rescue Me" and "Cross My Heart" featuring Preeya Kalidas, as well as a video for the Hello Good Morning (Grime Remix).
All singles charted in the Top 40 of the UK Singles Chart, with "Rescue Me" being the most successful at number 14. The chart position of "Cross My Heart" was fairly disappointing coming in at number 31 and dropping out of the Top 40 a week later, bearing in mind it had the most promotion out of any of the tracks. After the success of his first single "Bad Boy", Skepta's videos were removed from his own channel and promoted through All Around The World (a division of Universal Records).
His tracks were also premiered on the official website of the label.
It is expected that "Doin' It Again" will be either released on or in partnership with All Around The World records, scheduled for a release of 31 January 2011 for digital download and on 7 February 2011 as a CD.
The name "Skepta" originated from the word Sceptre, a type of staff. He did not like the way it was spelt and felt that he wanted a unique stage name so 'that he could type "Skepta" in YouTube and only he would come up.' So, he changed it.
Skepta started his music career after he won a MC battle with over 300 people contesting beating Tempa T in the final. He also formed a partnership with his brother JME and became renowned throughout Greater London for his hit single (he also produced), "Private Caller" which featured many of his Meridian Crew from Meridian Walk in Tottenham.
Skepta (Managing Director) along with brother JME (CEO), began their grime label Boy Better Know in late 2005. The phrase "Boy Better Know" was originated by Big H the artist.
This phrase was then taken by Skepta and JME. Early 2006 saw the release of 'Shut Yuh Mut' - Boy Better Know Edition 1 which features all 3 artists and throughout the years has contributed and aided many other artists such as Frisco and Wiley to put out mixtapes, along with JME (4 mixtapes) and Skepta's September 2007 release 'Greatest Hits', which was distributed nationwide.
However now, Wiley left because he found mainstream chart success with Roll Deep, a crew that he co-founded and has enjoyed two number one hit singles with on the UK Top 40 Chart. He also had an ongoing 'beef' with Skepta, with both artists creating diss tracks, Wiley's 'Barnet' and Skepta's 'House in the Country' were both uploaded onto YouTube by both artists. However, this 'beef' was later proved to be false, as Skepta has stated in interviews, over Twitter, and whilst appearing on Ustream.
Skepta has released three singles off his third studio album, Doin' It Again (first with a major label). Titled "Bad Boy", "Rescue Me" and "Cross My Heart" featuring Preeya Kalidas, as well as a video for the Hello Good Morning (Grime Remix).
All singles charted in the Top 40 of the UK Singles Chart, with "Rescue Me" being the most successful at number 14. The chart position of "Cross My Heart" was fairly disappointing coming in at number 31 and dropping out of the Top 40 a week later, bearing in mind it had the most promotion out of any of the tracks. After the success of his first single "Bad Boy", Skepta's videos were removed from his own channel and promoted through All Around The World (a division of Universal Records).
His tracks were also premiered on the official website of the label.
It is expected that "Doin' It Again" will be either released on or in partnership with All Around The World records, scheduled for a release of 31 January 2011 for digital download and on 7 February 2011 as a CD.
Autopsy Freestyle
Skepta Lyrics
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Skepta yo, it's Skepta
Yeah the levels have blatantly gone up now
(Mucky productions) serious
I've come off the decks onto the mic
Now and this is what's happening (Wasteman)
It's not even a joke out here (What?)
It's Mastabeatz time (Trust me)
Roll Deep time, Meridian time
Big up Bossman every single day
(Nothing long) yeah?
Okay, Skepta on the mic right now
(Big up Bossman) listen and learn (Listen)
Yo!
I'm like draw for the tool, go on then
Go on then
Think I'm a fool? Go on then, go on then
Draw for the mash, go on then, go on then
Still wanna clash? Go on then, go on then
Go on then wasteman! See? Shook! Go on then
I got war lyrics in my book, go on then
Go on then
Kiss my black foot, go on then, go on then
One, two, diss my crew
Three, four, come to your door
Five, six, draw for the blitz punches, kicks
We'll be outside about seven or eight
So it ain't bait
Nine, ten, draw for the skeng
Leave an MC underground like Den
Go on then, go on then, diss a man then
Go on then, go on then, draw for the 'chete
Bullets start dropping down like confetti
Won't bring a strap if the beef is petty
Nah family, I just draw for the 'chete
Make your belly look like a bowl of spaghetti
Leave your lip bust and your forehead sweaty
I'll make you wish you
Never drawed the machete go on then
You think you're ready? Go on then
Know yourself when you're not in the booth
When I touch mic, I only speak truth
Run when you hear the dogs go "Woof, Woof"
Don't care if he's a 12 year old youth
Go on then, go on then, jump on the roof
When it come down, your head will get hoof
Blud, you'll be missing more than one tooth
Skepta, live in the flesh I'm proof
That DJ's can take an MC's title
Get chopped in your top lip with a vinyl
Jack an MC for the R1 cycle
Man get shook on Skepta's arrival
Go on then, Go on then, draw for the rifle
I'll bun a mic man like Ital
Fry a man's head like Pepsi did Michael
I will seperate the groom from the bridal
Listen and learn, it's my turn
I'll be a big MC by end of school term
I'm a big bird, you're just a worm
You don't wanna receive third degree burns
When I bust gun, everybody spread like germ
Bullets will burn your forehead like a perm
Fuck jailhouse, I don't wanna go there (Nah)
Big boy solicitor, case is adjourned
Now tell me that I ain't got bars
Got better bars than your favorite stars
See man saying "go on then" in cars
Rudeboy, I got bars
I make Nigerians proud of their facial scars
My bars make you push up your chest like bras
Your bars could never test my bars
Old bars, new bars, or your war bars
I ain't one of them boys from the
Past who ain't got the answer
I got the answer
I'm like Mr miyagi the master go on then
Give me the test and I'll pass the
Exam with my eyes closed, get an A
When it comes down to guns, I draw faster
Push back your wig like a wasteman barber
But forget that, Skepta's smarter
I must be the master, you know why?
Always got the answer, you know why?
Cos Skepta ain't a fool, you know why?
I took notice in school, you know why?
I wanted to be the smartest, you know why?
Road life is the hardest, you know why?
Man get shot for joke, you know why?
They only care about their own life
And they don't care about my tune
Same wasteman wanna spit on my tune
Wasteman bars can't fit on my tune
They try hard
But they still sound shit on my tune
Producers wanna bootleg my tune
Clash me and end up dead on my tune
Just a little reminder of my tune
There was gunshots at Sidewinder for my tune
Born on September the 19th
Don't care about February 14th
Pay me for my 16
Before I start acting like it's Friday the 13
Two black guns and a balaclava
CS gas and a meat cleaver
Pay me for my halfer
Before I start chopping off
Heads like King Arthur
When people clash in the game
Why's it such a big thing when
They say a man's real name?
Yeah, yeah, go on then, go on then
Say my name then
These same man don't want Junior
To come around with
Zayn, Javan, Jerome, Richard, James, Jamie
Mark and Marvin
Bustin shots at your window frame
Junior's not on the hype
Skepta's only a music name
And I don't get the roads
Twisted with the mic
I'm only Skepta in the music game
Call out my name, call out my name
Call out my name batty boy, call out my name
My name's Junior, Junior, Junior, Junior
Suck your mum until she's in pain
I got love for the fam when I'm 'ere
Drive on a two year ban when I'm 'ere
Skepta's a fully grown man when I'm 'ere
No baby buggy or pram when I'm 'ere
Fifty pound for a gram when I'm 'ere
Smokers broke a hole in the can when I'm 'ere
You can't diss Bossman when I'm 'ere
Represent Meridian man when I'm 'ere
When I'm 'ere
Yeah, Skepta! Brap
Yeah the levels have blatantly gone up now
(Mucky productions) serious
I've come off the decks onto the mic
Now and this is what's happening (Wasteman)
It's not even a joke out here (What?)
It's Mastabeatz time (Trust me)
Roll Deep time, Meridian time
(Nothing long) yeah?
Okay, Skepta on the mic right now
(Big up Bossman) listen and learn (Listen)
Yo!
I'm like draw for the tool, go on then
Go on then
Think I'm a fool? Go on then, go on then
Draw for the mash, go on then, go on then
Still wanna clash? Go on then, go on then
Go on then wasteman! See? Shook! Go on then
I got war lyrics in my book, go on then
Go on then
Kiss my black foot, go on then, go on then
One, two, diss my crew
Three, four, come to your door
Five, six, draw for the blitz punches, kicks
We'll be outside about seven or eight
So it ain't bait
Nine, ten, draw for the skeng
Leave an MC underground like Den
Go on then, go on then, diss a man then
Go on then, go on then, draw for the 'chete
Bullets start dropping down like confetti
Won't bring a strap if the beef is petty
Nah family, I just draw for the 'chete
Make your belly look like a bowl of spaghetti
Leave your lip bust and your forehead sweaty
I'll make you wish you
Never drawed the machete go on then
You think you're ready? Go on then
Know yourself when you're not in the booth
When I touch mic, I only speak truth
Run when you hear the dogs go "Woof, Woof"
Don't care if he's a 12 year old youth
Go on then, go on then, jump on the roof
When it come down, your head will get hoof
Blud, you'll be missing more than one tooth
Skepta, live in the flesh I'm proof
That DJ's can take an MC's title
Get chopped in your top lip with a vinyl
Jack an MC for the R1 cycle
Man get shook on Skepta's arrival
Go on then, Go on then, draw for the rifle
I'll bun a mic man like Ital
Fry a man's head like Pepsi did Michael
I will seperate the groom from the bridal
Listen and learn, it's my turn
I'll be a big MC by end of school term
I'm a big bird, you're just a worm
You don't wanna receive third degree burns
When I bust gun, everybody spread like germ
Bullets will burn your forehead like a perm
Fuck jailhouse, I don't wanna go there (Nah)
Big boy solicitor, case is adjourned
Now tell me that I ain't got bars
Got better bars than your favorite stars
See man saying "go on then" in cars
Rudeboy, I got bars
I make Nigerians proud of their facial scars
My bars make you push up your chest like bras
Your bars could never test my bars
Old bars, new bars, or your war bars
I ain't one of them boys from the
Past who ain't got the answer
I got the answer
I'm like Mr miyagi the master go on then
Give me the test and I'll pass the
Exam with my eyes closed, get an A
When it comes down to guns, I draw faster
Push back your wig like a wasteman barber
But forget that, Skepta's smarter
I must be the master, you know why?
Always got the answer, you know why?
Cos Skepta ain't a fool, you know why?
I took notice in school, you know why?
I wanted to be the smartest, you know why?
Road life is the hardest, you know why?
Man get shot for joke, you know why?
They only care about their own life
And they don't care about my tune
Same wasteman wanna spit on my tune
Wasteman bars can't fit on my tune
They try hard
But they still sound shit on my tune
Producers wanna bootleg my tune
Clash me and end up dead on my tune
Just a little reminder of my tune
There was gunshots at Sidewinder for my tune
Born on September the 19th
Don't care about February 14th
Pay me for my 16
Before I start acting like it's Friday the 13
Two black guns and a balaclava
CS gas and a meat cleaver
Pay me for my halfer
Before I start chopping off
Heads like King Arthur
When people clash in the game
Why's it such a big thing when
They say a man's real name?
Yeah, yeah, go on then, go on then
Say my name then
These same man don't want Junior
To come around with
Zayn, Javan, Jerome, Richard, James, Jamie
Mark and Marvin
Bustin shots at your window frame
Junior's not on the hype
Skepta's only a music name
And I don't get the roads
Twisted with the mic
I'm only Skepta in the music game
Call out my name, call out my name
Call out my name batty boy, call out my name
My name's Junior, Junior, Junior, Junior
Suck your mum until she's in pain
I got love for the fam when I'm 'ere
Drive on a two year ban when I'm 'ere
Skepta's a fully grown man when I'm 'ere
No baby buggy or pram when I'm 'ere
Fifty pound for a gram when I'm 'ere
Smokers broke a hole in the can when I'm 'ere
You can't diss Bossman when I'm 'ere
Represent Meridian man when I'm 'ere
When I'm 'ere
Yeah, Skepta! Brap
In Skepta's song "Autopsy Freestyle," he starts off by expressing that the levels have gone up and he has transitioned from DJing to rapping. He acknowledges his roots in Roll Deep and Meridian Crew and gives a shout-out to Bossman. Skepta then proceeds to deliver powerful lyrics filled with bravado, asserting his dominance in the rap game. He challenges his opponents to come at him and boasts about his lyrical abilities and his readiness to engage in conflicts. He warns them of the consequences and portrays himself as someone not to be taken lightly.
The song also touches upon the theme of violence and street life. Skepta talks about drawing weapons and engaging in physical confrontations. He emphasizes his readiness to defend himself and his crew against any threats. He mentions the potential consequences of violent actions and the risks associated with engaging in street beef.
Throughout the song, Skepta showcases his clever wordplay, metaphors, and punchlines. He asserts his superiority as an MC and addresses the criticisms and challenges he faces in the music industry. He ends the song by reiterating his name and asserting his presence and impact in the music game.
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@thespizz5074
this might be the best grime instrumental ever lol
@firellparker7463
Petrol bomb or morgue
@patrickmonkman8151
Did skepta produce it? Guessing he did
@FirstnameLastname-nd9wx
@Patrick Monkman he did
@sullyyehblud2045
@Patrick Monkman I think it’s a remixed version of Wiley’s - mourge because they sound very familiar but not sure
@darotm7628
@Sully uses the same drum samples and flute one shot
@viviannenge8361
I love Skepta so much. That's all that needs to be said💯💯💯
@Thursdaynights
Easily his greatest track
@badderman1
Omar Saleh nah fuckin widda team is
@bigdan8337
Still the hardest grime tune even in September 2019