I put my heart in the beat A lot of MCs wanna target my dreams But they can’t because their bars are garbage and weak And they’re not anywhere near hard as half of a seat D-Dem man are air But still I can’t even breathe Fulfil my bars in a speech I feel like Martin Luther I star the future because I’m just dream Ready to get slept on they love to lie Only do it where your beds been crept on I’ve lost my mind Head gone ain't got the time I watch my own hand Yes, I’m Always on one I got no work Leave them amazed Now they got no words Watch them birds tweet They say I’m sick Mi nah need no doc no nurse And me shape and dem gyal ah got no curves Better get to the gym coz I’m destined to win If they wanna bar fight then I’m next in the ring I’ma murder the beat Threat I’ma kill when I get to the field With the farm with the sheep I’m a leader I rather stop to defeat I’m a Sargent for the army March and compete I’m a boss fully recharge my artillery I’ma charge to ya team Every mic I’m on Gets beat kinda like Michael’s song I flex with the best now find a spot I swoop down like an eagle Lyle and Scott And everybody thinks they’re animals But I am the shark Make sure your head straight or I’ll iron the top It weren’t hard to get their ears I just get my Mike Tyson on Get it Or maybe your brains slow You’re way behind A hole If a MC wants it then they can get it in the mornin Something like J Cole I told the haters They know to stay low I’ma have to take them out No date show I’m over their heads rainbow So just lighten up Cake soap Learner Teacher If you wanna murk I’m a burn a Heater Take em off the mic Don’t let me turn em to Ike I’m a haffi Turner to Tina Make them spin round like a ballerina Leave em leanin tower of Pisa Some gyal are like half similies So gimme a intro like the start of da beat Like Dum dum dumdumdum dum dum Dum dum dumdumdum hahahaha You must be dumb dumbdumbdumb Eat up the beat like namnam nam namnam nam nam I am the don don don don From Brum I’m not from London don don don don Man down bruk up rapom pom pom pom pom Gyal ah act Ashley Young Young Young Young Young They act too much Fabregas Used to be so much Gascoine I aim for my goals and achieve Coz I’m upfront strike any gyal with a match I’m heading to my destination and that’s final I make the crowd jump like a scratched vinyl They’re gonna know that I am back spinal Its gonna get Messi ask Lionel But its not as fun This games like a race that I’ve already finished So I’ma keep runnin it Forrest Gump They will get spun like sonic does I’ma school you college pucks You can see I stand out like porridge lumps You keep sayin that you all for the success Deep down if you really want it come And I know some Youtube comments are gonna say Get to the kitchen and make me a sandwich Who do you think I am Gordon Ramsey You will get dressed Maxi You must be drunk stop pourin Brandy You said you came with ya dogs Better off callin Lassie Or keep your mouth shut like the doors of a taxi You got too much lip Jay-Z And his album I bought Some gyal act way to vain Runnin up clap like a round of applause Clap clap clap Left em in a state but you don’t count as a broad Ha ha SBTV the entrepreneurTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
