No playing about, no debating Too many dibby dibby MC’s getting bare ratings No kicking back, no intro, straight in No time off, in the kitchen baking Like Raekwon I’m a chef with the recipe Best of me ain’t been seen yet, Destiny’s Child wild child with the wild freestyle So wild with the style, I was raised on Chester P Skinnyman poetry, poisonous pedigree Fuse rap with the DNB so cleverly Nobody in DNB is lyrically ahead of me And they will never be, I’m ahead of them on the melody Jealousy, better be, switched off quick 'fore I kill these clowns like Ben did Heather B Friends turned enemy, when you get better fees I’ll bun lickle rats and I’ll tief your cheddar cheese Minor, the rhyme asylum, my diner Diamond drill flows in your brain, co-signer Of Azza and Grima, grimy one liner Like Grim Sickers, I’ll black bin bag him Toe tag him, tag up the Great Wall of China I'm a rhymer, that can’t be compared to anybody I swear I sink your cruise liner Bring any crew and I’ll spin ya best rhymer Anyone friend or foe, get to know man Tell me I’m major, I’m yet to blow Man are hogging the mic, spitting hundred bars I spit a quick sixteen, when I get to flow And make a boy look stupid, go and ask Rude Kid My time on the set, you better move it No I don’t, wanna go back to back With 2 tracks, two twos, you're wack and I’ll prove it Super human lyrically murdering any riddim You can do it in a second I reckon, I get a brudda fuming You're assuming you could even kick it with me lyrically A miracle for you to even try with your gimmicky Style so simplistic stupidity The soul of mischief nine three till infinity I graduated from the school of Skibadee Shabba D, Fallacy, Wu-Tang Killa Bee Alien ability, flow so military Master like P, No Limit G, bil a tree Kick back acrobat with these acronyms And sublimes, abstract with agility J Dilla tracks spin round in my memory I’m cold with the meti’s, punchlines and similes Like Krept, but you can’t clone nobody similar Sick on the mic, like my don Mynature Room turn to a furnace When I finish a thirty two massacre, go and ask Lineker I’m man of the (match) When I draw for the (match) Mix liquor with the gas on the track, I’m sinister I, don’t trust any prime minister Any MP, with their nasty ways, I’m Dillinja Carry on, killing the riddim with lyricism And when I’m with Scru, the flow just gets fizzier Everyone says my bookings are nuts But I screw them down, I wanna be busier I’m a spinners, that's why you dizzier Rhyme chlamydia, what? Getting rid of ya Smooth like Nivea, lotion, potent Pugilist, lyricist properly smoking The mic while you’re probably sulking, no king We can’t collab' on a tune insulting Intelligence, you’re no relevant, boasting Bout you got bars, but I heard your bars And all I’m saying is kid better stick to hosting I’ll bring out the rage and Zack de la Roch' him Mix rap with the DNB, nobody seeing me I do a six hour set like I’m Andy C From the start to the E-N-D My fee 3 bags, and the X-0 Brandy You can ask Fatman D, I’m biological on these beats And my Young Gunz handy With their fist, don’t get it twist, man ain’t trying to war But don’t play me for no Gandhi I’ll play dirty, kill 'em on a riddim, you know, we get murky Man a man are big since Kool Skool, trust me a true school don Take shots at Shotta; the certified Certi Go and ask Funky, Flirt he, knows the levs When I take my aim and expertly Shut the ting down from early With a strong flow, big combo like Eks Man and Erbzie (Wha) duppy any bloodclart Shubz In the manor in the man are on taking your goods Dem man are too boog, try looking all hood With the hoody up, half way crooks get shook From a lyrical acrobat, back to back with that Smacking the track, I see change adapt to that Wacking 'em back with that, pattern attack the track Any tempo don man dem ah rap to that Back to back with that, dark up a deep track What’s going on Phants, bring the beat back I’m Organik on the riddim I’ll eat that Your top three don’t include me, delete that Your opinion nah nah nah, keep that To yourself, scratch that fuck off and tweet that Any publicity good publicity Sweet boys don’t get brave, don’t speak back I’ma speak that real talk, me be wack Never gonna happen, I’m dope like a G pack G’s in the game see that I’m a G, when it comes to to the wordplay, GG we crack Grey Goose, ganging it, banging it, we lack In no area, my G’s be that Clique in the corner, skanking to 2Pac Underground kings, but you already knew that True that, who that, rude cat, man ah move that Food to the fiends in the clubs when I slew that Stage show, music junkie’s want new raps Addicts all panic, when I serve up new tracks Lick this, chew that, bars, I do that Cup of tea brew that, write me a new rap You cats scared of the lava The flow father, ring of fire I just jump through that Dynamite flow, so sick, hypnosis In the summer solstice, I’m getting explosive Impulsive rhymer, injecting two dosage So corrosive, and these jokers know this The oldest trick in the book it won’t work on me With the bars I’m berserk, better focus On the front line, I’ma deal with the jokers Tracks so dope, it's transcending cultures Man ah man talking 'bout there bigger or badder I kill 'em with the venom, pulling up the ladder I’m mad as a mad hatter, mad as a Blackadder Dealing with the matter, the maddest and baddest UK rapper Track smacker, Chewbacca, slew rappers, you rappers, ain’t dappers I’m a dappa dan, you mother fuckers look knackered, weak Now it’s all getting all peak Got everybody talking like Nicki and Meek Unique on a riddim political like Peek Don’t speak, no doubt, I’m Insta your Keek Doing everything you wanna but never gonna I leek Tracks hotter than the weather in Mozambique I’m a freak of nature it’s not that deep Man ask how did I get so many bars My advice to the bredda was, "Donny don’t sleep" Out rap anybody in the club, in the street Any new school don that they say’s got heat Take time take seat, take note while I beat this beat Beep-Beep, flat line, I’ll eat Your heart like English Frank, take no defeat Any cipher without me not complete Man ah try spit complex, they're not on beat I’m a beast on the mic; I battle 'em on street Don’t flop or you might get drop on the concrete DNB King Team Drumz like Drepzi But you might hear me on some Eski Beats, most versatile, do not test me I’m a modern day Dizzy Gillespie Scatting on the track, and I’m wacking 'em back - McEnroe Making a racket, best keep on clapping yo Clap back on a rap track slap a fassy ole Cassidy style, catch bodies on Cassio Classical kingpin, cooking like casseroles Cats try cat my flow, complete batty oles Don don dad the dadio like Bagio Riding the groove like Rider or Fabio Fantastic, on a macky I go wacko Barack Obama, blacking out in a black hole The capo when I snap, no pop crackle Want more like Mackle Kick back and cackle Major like C when I battle, debacles Won the true son of the sixth son, I tackle Too many topics, rhyme vandal, Rambo Lethal like Bizzle, in his Lambo, I’m Django Come back with an artillery, can’t handle Hand to hand, mic to mic get scramble Can’t mess with my ability, can’t gamble Ramble on diss me fam, that’s a scandal Bring in the deep ting on a riddim like Randal Couldn’t hold a candle to the way I come with a brand new angle In a black Kangol, sipping on Tango, breh’s get strangle With the mic lead, then head straight to Nando’s Extra hot ting, never lime with the mango Looking on a black card like my don Jamal Keeping it funky, are you gonna bang though? Bangs in the whip, real life no panto Mime, I never mine like the chick from the land of Fog in the Time, is all mine, all fine When I define, flow perfection on b line’s He ain’t got a clue how to market me So he offered a contract, but I just declined Jumped in the whip, my boy sparked the piff But I still don’t smoke the reefa, I declined Treat the game like it's tea time Eat everything that I can as quick as I can, quicker than Running in Twickenham, licking shots, with a sicker plan Sick of these sod’s I’m gonna kill 'em like a wicker man Wickedest lyrical terrorist but never typical These dickheads couldn’t flow as quick as this and keep it lyrical Analysing the flow I be kicking, it’s very spiritual The pinnacle of double time ripping up any visual Visualise me spitting these lyrics I think it's pitiful Throwing darts at the Shotta on a subliminal Sonically I’m on a different level no apology You bredda’s ain’t feeling my flow that shits criminal Proved it, so many times with so many rhymes So many times I’ve shined, on so many shows So many flows, my catalogue of these videos Work rates (fucked) I’m stepping back into physio Physically and mentally ready to get busy though Rascal in the booth tryna get a little Dizzy though 2015, you can smell my hunger Bust rhymes quick then I just asked what’s the dealy O Do what I wanna and I will when I wanna When I wanna Maradona on the mic, them cynical Cats are too clinical, see wars I win 'em all War mongers dead in the clash there all minimal Minors, I’m king of all flows so flammable Gang bang beats, I’m a true track cannibal Hannibal Lecter, in the sector Mechanical mind on the mic, I’m a bloodclart animal!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
