Chip just torched the end of 2025 with “4 RAWS,” a raw freestyle over EsDeeKid’s smoky instrumental that hits like a North London winter wind—sharp, unfiltered, and impossible to ignore.
Dropping on December 26 as a no-frills visualiser via his YouTube channel, this one’s Chip paying homage to the riddims that shaped him, flipping Wraith9’s production into a grime grenade. Clocking in under three minutes of relentless bars, it’s pure UK rap DNA: booming bass, skittering hi-hats at 140 BPM, and that signature half-time swing that lets the punches land heavy. No guests, just Chip solo, weaving street slang with sly football nods—Arteta over Arsène, Arsenal energy all the way.
Thematically, it’s a victory lap laced with warnings: “They see me outside, I’m a stepper,” he spits, brushing off challengers while flexing two decades deep in the game. Lines about “20 years in, I’m yawning” capture that veteran boredom with the hype, but it’s undercut by fire on industry fakes (“The fuck is the industry plant? Where do you water them?”), clash culture, and staying true from year 10 to O2 stages. It’s less brag, more blueprint—how a “nice lad” from Tottenham turns grind into legacy, schooling the next gen on motion over plaques.
This isn’t tied to an album drop, just a culture move to cap a year of resurgence, echoing those old-school covers like Fire Alie or Hustle Hard that Chip grew up on. No label flex here; it’s direct-to-fans, not for monetization, pure love for the dutty riddim. EsDeeKid’s original “4 Raws,” out since summer on his Rebel project, brought that hazy defiance vibe—smoke clouds, horsepower flexes, hidden edges—but Chip elevates it, turning personal haze into communal roast. Fans are already dissecting the bars online, from the “Labyrinth” maze of disses to that “podcast” nod at zero behavior.
Right now, Chip’s in that sweet spot where experience trumps trends. The guy who put Tottenham on the map with Stormzy collabs and Link Up TV anthems is 38, plaque-stacked, but hungrier than rookies half his age. After a string of 2025 features and that quiet glow-up post-O2 residencies, “4 RAWS” feels like his mic-drop to doubters—proof the godfather’s still schooling while the scene catches up. It’s that rare track where age adds weight, not rust.
Dive into the 4 RAWS lyrics below and unpack its raw narrative. Don’t miss other Chip tracks for more of that timeless grime edge.
Lyrics of 4 RAWS by CHIP
Yeah, They See Me Outside, I’m A Stepper
They Calling Out, Who Wants The Pepper?
Chattin’ Bout Clashing, Don’t Get A Frashing
Chip, I Manage That Like I Tell Her
I Want The Bread And Cheese, Yeah, But Shut Up
This Ain’t No Penji, It’s A Barretta
Chattin’ Bout Clashing, Don’t Get Frashing
I’ll Make You Pass Out, Call Me Labyrinth
I’m A Warlord, Is It Me You Wanna Draw For?
Take Me Like I Got Pop Tunes
Until I Pop You Till You’re On The Scoreboard
Clean With It, I Got OCD
Janet, Oh, Don’t Let Me Mop MCs
Lyrically, You Want Smoke With Me?
You Got Four Rolls, I Got The Ocbs
If You’re Talkin’ Uk, Nigga, I’m Goated
When I Walk In They Notice All These People
Chatting My Name, It’s Boring
20 Years In, I’m Yawning, Brother
Northside, Yeah, My Teenager
Got You If You Need Flavor
This Me, Nigga, I’ma Owe You Later
Like The Podcast, I Got No Behavior
They See Me Outside, I’m A Stepper
They Calling Out, Who Wants The Pepper?
Chatting About Clashing, I Done The Matting
Chip, I Manage That Like Arteta
I Want The Bread And Cheese, Yeah, But Shut Up
This Ain’t No Penji, It’s A Barrel
Chatting About Clashing, Don’t Get A Frashing
I’ll Make You Pass Out, Call Me Labyrinth
I’m A Nice Lad That’s Why I Did A ***
From Bought Grind Back
Lyric Book Or I Arrest My Head My Nigga
Evil Way I Got A Nice Pad
You’re A Bad Man Don’t Give A Damn Fan
From Year 10 I’ve Been On You’re A Madman
Take Your Phone Until You Stay In School
I Show You Other Ways To Make A Lion Bang
I’ve Been Murking Still Murking Bet The
Racket Stops When I Serve It
Like F**k What You Thought I’m A District
Boy I Knew Sim From When He Was Serving
Like All This Debating I See Online
About The Numbers Dying But The Culture Fine
Touch The Mic And Try The Things Besides
You Better Do Your Homework And Then Revise Ah
Reminder Letting Them Know
You Don’t Want Me Letting It Go
Niggas Just Hate
The F**k Is The Industry Plant?
Where Do You Water Them?
How Do They Grow?
Turn A MC To A Strain
Yeah, Like One, Right One
I’m A Grandkid, Rule Mike One
I Went To Pool, Did A Set With A Whole Little G
So They Love Me When I Pull Up In The 0151
Rude Boy, That’s Not Your Flow
That’s My One
Reverb Before I Book One, Buy One
Heed Ya, You Ain’t Got Motion
Find Some, F**k Off And Fix Your
From A Young Boy To A Young Man
Like, How You Moving, Man?
You Ain’t Young, Fam
You Got One Plaque
That’s Like None, Damn
I’m In The O2 Smoking With Young Ass
I’m A Scene Saviour
I Can’t Speak To Haters
I’m A North Nigga
Still Speak To Taylor
Do Me A Favour
Do Me No Favours
Help Bust These Niggas
They Owe Me The Favours
I’m An Innovator
You’re An Inner Hater
I’ma Hit This Beat
Until I Need The Haters
I’m A Nice Massage
I’ma See You Later Babe
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