Hit man with a mic check
1 2
You’ve got bars
Well I got mine too
Put you in your place
I’ll start moving rude
Best mc
That’s what you’ve assumed
Click clack boom
If he’s in that mood
Got the crowd buzzing
When I buss tha tune
Early morning
Till late afternoon
Always writing bars
When I’m in my room
We all know that
Mans one of the hardest
Could’ve Newport
Cwmbran or Cardiff
Not just rapper, MC
Mans an artist
See a another enemy
Get sh#t your clarted
When your the largest
Man become target
Claim that they kings
Headshot like they Martin
Come down crescent
Get the ting shelling
When I touch mic
You know I start shelling
One of the realest
Difference
I get booked
You beg
That’s the difference
You mugs
Got coasters for dem man
You man are punks
Don’t care about dem man
You chat about grime
Like you started it
Got man like me
Who’s barging in
I’m the realest don
I don’t know
What your on
But your new tunes
Always makes me yawn
He says he’s the hardest
Laughter
Smoke a man
Ain’t leaving twos or afters
Who are the actors
Who are the rappers
Both are the same
Both of them fake
Doesn’t matter
Like bugzy
Make a man done his dance
Best leave em Malone
They’ll kick likkle arse
Like Rah
Man wanna be like me
I spit the truth cuh I’m ODT
Take a shots
At the scene
Now everyone scared
You little f#ckers
Best be aware
That I’m here
And I ain’t going nowhere
If you wanna battle
Then best be prepare
Heard your the best
I don’t hear
See you man go pop then go weird
They don’t wanna start with E
They don’t wanna with me
They don’t wanna start on MLV
I’m a beast
Big talk
But you man do the least
You n#gg#s ain’t challenging
Make you missing like mandolin
Got the bars and they damaging
Always stressing
They panicking
Man are stiff
Call them manikins
Man are babies
They babblings
Always wanting war
But
They never can handle it
Leave man in a morgue
If you wanna roll deep
Shut your mouth
Who told you to speak
Clap my pen that’s a permanent sleep
Clap my pen that’s a permanent
Mad
Dem man dere can’t do what I can’t
These man stay utes
Don’t chat about gang
Dont chat about weapons
That you don’t have
You ain’t on nutting
Man still a yungen
We are not family
We are not cousins
Bars I’ve done him
Bars I’ve spun him
Say your known in my ends
We don’t love him
If I’d father the game
They ain’t sons of mine
Name gets around
Im a popular guy
See your girl around town
Oh she gets so shy
If she block you in the dm
Then you know why
Better rhymes
Oh fam please tell
I leave a section of this beat
You can spit for yourself
f#ck off
Rewrite it
Or do something else
Cuh it’s mine
Bruddas know
I haunt this beat
When I touch mic
Man know it gets peak
Step on stage
Man out ere styling
Mic
In the hand
And Then I wilding
Back my boy
And then I’ll start fighting
Galdem love the way I start rhyming
I’m next up
Patience and timing
He’s got bars
Then I’ll remind
Hit man with a mic check
1 2
You’ve got bars
Well I got mine too
Put you in your place
I’ll start moving rude
Best mc
That’s what you’ve assumed
Click clack boom
If he’s in that mood
Got the crowd buzzing
When I buss tha tune
Early morning
Till late afternoon
Always writing bars
When I’m in my room
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