I know people up in high places but I don't use them 'cause I am the boss
Me and my engineer work hard, always looking wins 'cause we know the loss
When I go to buy something these days, I don't ask because I know the cost
If you spend your career watching everybody else, that's the reason you won't be top
In my genre I'm the Godfather like James Brown was the God of soul
I remember in 05, was the king of grime, I was on a role
2017, new day here, still my skill can shine through
When you're doing things well out here bro, nobody likes you
My name's Wiley, I'm full of style
See I said it before when I was a kid
People thought that I was washed out, but newcomers can't watch the kid
I got a son that's gonna do this ting
Before he was born, he had music in him
Teach him Logic, I'll teach him Pro Tools
I'll teach him how to spit bars on riddims
That's lightwork
Yo son, here's how the mic works
Control your breathing
Pick up the mic and say what you believe in
Yo son, here's how the mic works
Software, instruments, and audio trackwork
Draw for the keyboard, USB
Now go and do better than me
The music game's not a perfect job, but if you got a brain you can find a way
From my mistakes, I can steer you right
But when you're on the right, that's where you have to stay
Big up Skepta, he's flying the flag
He's paving a way for a better day
Where I grew up, it was cool and that
But I moved the family to a better place
I work every hour God gives to me
Over years I've made history
Had loads of shows that I had to do
When you was born, I hope you're not pissed for me
When I'm free, we're rolling deep
I'm playing songs and you're listening
Sitting here, I wanna put that melody down that I just been whistling
You're my sonny, and I'm your dad
I got bars for days, and I hope you have to
I don't wanna hear you're out there with bredrins, 'bout 2 in a Q
All the pace has been set to you to step into this and be something new
I won't leave you outside in the cold
I will stand here and show you what to do
'Cause that's lightwork
Yo son, here's how the mic works
Control your breathing
Pick up the mic and say what you believe in
Yo son, here's how the mic works
Software, instruments, and audio trackwork
Draw for the keyboard, USB
Now go and do better than me
Wiley - Light Work Lyrics
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I know people up in high places but I don't use them 'cause I am the boss
Me and my engineer work hard, always looking wins 'cause we know the loss
When I go to buy something these days, I don't ask because I know the cost
If you spend your career watching everybody else, that's the reason you won't be top
In my genre I'm the Godfather like James Brown was the God of soul
I remember in 05, was the king of grime, I was on a role
2017, new day here, still my skill can shine through
When you're doing things well out here bro, nobody likes you
My name's Wiley, I'm full of style
See I said it before when I was a kid
People thought that I was washed out, but newcomers can't watch the kid
I got a son that's gonna do this ting
Before he was born, he had music in him
Teach him Logic, I'll teach him Pro Tools
I'll teach him how to spit bars on riddims
That's lightwork
Yo son, here's how the mic works
Control your breathing
Pick up the mic and say what you believe in
Yo son, here's how the mic works
Software, instruments, and audio trackwork
Draw for the keyboard, USB
Now go and do better than me
The music game's not a perfect job, but if you got a brain you can find a way
From my mistakes, I can steer you right
But when you're on the right, that's where you have to stay
Big up Skepta, he's flying the flag
He's paving a way for a better day
Where I grew up, it was cool and that
But I moved the family to a better place
I work every hour God gives to me
Over years I've made history
Had loads of shows that I had to do
When you was born, I hope you're not pissed for me
When I'm free, we're rolling deep
I'm playing songs and you're listening
Sitting here, I wanna put that melody down that I just been whistling
You're my sonny, and I'm your dad
I got bars for days, and I hope you have to
I don't wanna hear you're out there with bredrins, 'bout 2 in a Q
All the pace has been set to you to step into this and be something new
I won't leave you outside in the cold
I will stand here and show you what to do
'Cause that's lightwork
Yo son, here's how the mic works
Control your breathing
Pick up the mic and say what you believe in
Yo son, here's how the mic works
Software, instruments, and audio trackwork
Draw for the keyboard, USB
Now go and do better than me
Me and my engineer work hard, always looking wins 'cause we know the loss
When I go to buy something these days, I don't ask because I know the cost
If you spend your career watching everybody else, that's the reason you won't be top
In my genre I'm the Godfather like James Brown was the God of soul
I remember in 05, was the king of grime, I was on a role
2017, new day here, still my skill can shine through
When you're doing things well out here bro, nobody likes you
My name's Wiley, I'm full of style
See I said it before when I was a kid
People thought that I was washed out, but newcomers can't watch the kid
I got a son that's gonna do this ting
Before he was born, he had music in him
Teach him Logic, I'll teach him Pro Tools
I'll teach him how to spit bars on riddims
That's lightwork
Yo son, here's how the mic works
Control your breathing
Pick up the mic and say what you believe in
Yo son, here's how the mic works
Software, instruments, and audio trackwork
Draw for the keyboard, USB
Now go and do better than me
The music game's not a perfect job, but if you got a brain you can find a way
From my mistakes, I can steer you right
But when you're on the right, that's where you have to stay
Big up Skepta, he's flying the flag
He's paving a way for a better day
Where I grew up, it was cool and that
But I moved the family to a better place
I work every hour God gives to me
Over years I've made history
Had loads of shows that I had to do
When you was born, I hope you're not pissed for me
When I'm free, we're rolling deep
I'm playing songs and you're listening
Sitting here, I wanna put that melody down that I just been whistling
You're my sonny, and I'm your dad
I got bars for days, and I hope you have to
I don't wanna hear you're out there with bredrins, 'bout 2 in a Q
All the pace has been set to you to step into this and be something new
I won't leave you outside in the cold
I will stand here and show you what to do
'Cause that's lightwork
Yo son, here's how the mic works
Control your breathing
Pick up the mic and say what you believe in
Yo son, here's how the mic works
Software, instruments, and audio trackwork
Draw for the keyboard, USB
Now go and do better than me
Writer: Richard Cowie
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Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management