 Don't flop Cypher, money See on Hyde Park, I would kick back Weed in a six pack, sales I would lick back While I would kick back, chicks passing by Man is saying I would hit that Summertime Converse shorts and a snapback It won't always like that, I remember way back I was living with Ben, feeling like my jack for gams I would fight scrap, up a cut ride jab But I always had a good meal, my mum's like that And she'd always tell me, don't push your ass If it ain't necessary, the snakes in the grass Or always be wary, cause man are always quick To sing a song like Cary Yous, will you hear me? Knife crime I remember days of a straightener Nowadays man are getting burnt from a straightener And we still grind and scrape for the papers And now I'll hesitate to lick a shot at you here I'm walking through the city with a bottle of last Niggas think I'm crossing me, it's guaranteed I'll die for that, cause I ain't lying I'm manly, niggas stay somewhere my nights around I'm dressing tribal tats, when I find you Then it's time to scrap, couple cannibals Riding Spanish bulls with rabid avenues Burn them when we're passing through savage attitude But around you getting battered You grab and stab a dude and have a snooze In the afternoon, wake up with the blood first Blade up in your gut first, impale these fucking brains Through his face, it's why my thumb hurts Acting barbarian, mans when I play with them After cutting people's fur off We start wearing them, I've been cutting faces Clean off a car, bury them Represent a gritty ethos, I'll start scaring them I'm far from Aryan, black as fuck I'm havelian, pull out my bow If I can't be asked, please Well thank you all and hello On the spot, I will go off of the dome And probably choke awkward, I know the sardigans won't Applaud when I'm focused like I'm doing a comedy show But not got any jokes The dopest of C-Ryman, supposedly freestyling Although I'm just reciting the quotes That I've been writing, I shit talk When involved in improv spit off the top Because I just lost the script's plot You're in shock, I messed up but things got If I told the kids what I think of Hip hop, I'd get shot Guess what, I earned the respect And learned from the best I'm self-taught, not a celebrity If I got an award, I'd only mention me In the acceptance speech, now you want to get me Free on your next release It's costing more than Professor Green's dental fees To get a clean set of teeth Best believe if I say that I meant it y'all Whether or not I'm making no sense All I break down cemented walls With Miley Cyrus tightly tied to the chain Of a wrecking ball, if you all When I grind, it's like you flunked a piss test You're in trouble When flow is like a string attached to it Since hip hop's dead, when I'm bringing back music And my CD is that foolish It evokes the emotions that make folks And Jerry Springer act stupid I'll swing it back ruthless and beat a cat clueless Then re-enact the featured act to it For being wackily your ass toothless The rhinos here, dancing like Michael Jackson And rhinestone gear Your name used to hold weight with lightbolts Here holding the nine of those pine cone shells And don't think that your little threat Scared me cause I ain't no fearin' I ain't no fear, it's my show, yeah Ice cold like Dola Mike, the lion Sherry Yasha, then your CDs Jimmy Crack corn cause I don't care I ain't in fears, but I ain't ringin' But irony here is I ain't no queries But I ain't no stairs Not enough iron in your diet here I am psycho weird, I'm right behind you While you climb no stairs And if I can't catch you dawg I might throw chairs or cyclone And y'all are slow, get your typos Clear it, even your blood type is type Oh shit, alright, go Check Look, y'all enter it spinnin' sacks Since we hit the record, when bricks is wrappin' It's livin' legends within your presence We're spittin' venom to cripple any of your kids It's steppin', see the clip we're wrappin' too sick For you to pick your wits against us The power circles about to burn I've announced a purple, retire our hurdles Leave all our vices flip out American The power surging through our circle Snuff out, I'm mad if I'm ill with it Kill rhythms, one of the most skilled spitters I'm from the air of a bell clinging in hill figures My ill-writings, I wills written I will kill him, got a couple screws loose And the fuckin' drill's missing, so and let Please, I'm the desert eagle and death's sweet So, see my head's evil, I'll kill your mum Just to get equal, dead people Spread equal in your past beat up While you just cypher and gas like it's red diesel I scratch a rock, but we more be Forcin' or talkin' after My vocal chords are only swans All these brasses are John Snows When the garb strolls down my night Swats from now be pickin' out Different gimmicks to be thinkin' they killin' me Really, be they wanna war while I want Cause every verse is cause The remin' out, refurging, see your friends are all lyin' If they say they never heard of me Cause I don't need a night, I live my whole life Emergery is murdered by the third degree worse Dr. Satan in the surgery These spaggers coulda murdered me I'm trapped around coughs If you clowns talk are horrible ain't no