[Chorus: Example] Classic genre, I'll do any of 'em Classic genre, I'll do any of 'em Classic genre, I'll take any offer You can keep your Grammy and your motherfuckin' Oscar
[Verse 1: Example] Answers first, questions later Why so many questions, hater? Spend your fucking day to day drinking fucking Hatorade Waste away, sat inside your room in isolation Amount of shit inside your mouth is verbal constipation One sec, I'll make the hit pop Then house DJ's think I'm shit hot I'll do both, yeah, why the fuck not? Only care about the beats and sick drops London town to Brisbane, what? Swapped in macs for flip flops Money in the grave, like Rick Ross Bet your girl dance to this on TikTok Big boss man with the shit hot tan Man with a plan, forget your lockdown Back with a bang, some shit that got canned But I'm stickin' it out on this al-bam (Bam?) I mean album Was on powder, not talcum Ask Malcolm in the Middle Everybody ever give you all that you're gonna feel it with the rhythm at the minute and I'm killin' 'em softly Get outta my way, in the littlest way Melt the face off like Nicholas Cage Bet they go cray inside the big grave (Eh uh uh, eh uh uh, eh) This game's a fucking circus And who's on microphone right now? It's Mister Berserkus, you heard us
[Chorus: Example] Classic genre, I'll do any of 'em Classic genre, I'll do any of 'em Classic genre, I'll take any offer You can keep your Grammy and your motherfuckin' Oscar
[Verse 2: P Money] Your throne is mine Head hot, with a gold chain and that big R1, it's my motorbike Ghost right on you, poltergeist Def not when I wrote for guys Man's fake I told you guys He needs milk, I'm bonified I don't care for your old stories Your throwback to be thrown aside When it's flows I'm over nice Normal call, like I'm over, nice Boasting 20 bags of show-work down to you being overpriced Different sound when I hold the mic Different girls when I hold the pipe You ain't mine, I know your type Piss off, already know my wife, that's Bad B I'm Gang, G, count my hand, fees These animals from east and P Break foot and mouth, I'm on mad beef Ain't got time for these Boris Johnson's Baffled when these man speak Are they MC's or athletes? Man runner get caught by hand speed Forget the violence Be silent Lay back in the black top whip with the plate on private Back to my yard where I'm livin' in private IPhone gotta keep that on divert 2004 I was playin' with dutch like sayin' I was Patrick Kluivert Levels too high I can only ride with a pilot
[Chorus: Example] Classic genre, I'll do any of 'em Classic genre, I'll do any of 'em Classic genre, I'll take any offer You can keep your Grammy and your motherfuckin' Oscar Classic genre, I'll do any of 'em Classic genre, I'll do any of 'em Classic genre, I'll take any offer You can keep your Grammy and your motherfuckin' Oscar
[Verse 3: Harry Shotta] Came in the game, top boy from day one So called "Top boys" didn't wanna spray one Bar on a back to back and I flow A1 Now I'm the top boy, mocking it, Jay1 Put a sock in it when I be socking it to 'em locking it down With the flow when I'm dropping it topical Top top top of the tree, the top of the oracle Man are chatting 'bout there better but that's rhetorical I'm diabolical, straight to the molecule In everyday life, I'm nice on the mic I'm horrible Cheeky sod with that big gob Bionic on the mic, Gangster Chronicles Flip bare magic and I move like McGonagall And we can have a laugh but the bars aren't comical D'n'B, rap, grime, boom bap, double time Done 'em all (Fuck that), truly phenomenal Hit 'em with the venomous medicine I'ma get 'em With the elements I'm bringing in lyrical armageddon I'm dead 'em and set the levels like 7/11 the way I get 'em When I serve up manor from heaven (It's too much) From the time when when I one-two check 'em Other MC's all like, "Give me a second" But nah my G let me spit my 32 Man's a Wretch and I'ma kick 'em like Tekken When I wreck 'em they all reckon I'm wrecking it not neck and neck Neck another bottle I reckon they're gonna recollect Regularly rippin' the mics live when I wreck a set Wacking 'em back and making a racket like Megadeth Megatron on a song still stay mega blessed Megaman so solid no I ain't ever left Bun the Grammys and the Oscars There's no sleep for the wickedest that's why I never rest
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