Lyrics

YO! I’M SICK OF THESE RAPS, I’M SICK OF THESE CARS SICK AVERAGE RAP WANNABES WITH AVERAGE BARS POLUTE THE AIR WITH ALL THAT TRASH TALK DOING IT WRONG I DON’T HAVE TO SAY YOUR NAME KID YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE. TOO MANY FIENDS WANNA GET IN BETWEEN INFILTRATE THE SCENE AND GLEEM WHILE LOOKING MEAN SIPPING LEAN YOU BETTER BE CLEAN OR FACE THE WRATH FROM TEAM IMPOSTERS I BUN YOUR BUMBACLART LIKE A RASTA. YOU SAY YOU SPIT WORDS THAT LIFTS MINDS BUT ALL I HEAR IS JEALOUS, ENVY AND CRTICISE, YOU CRITICISE THIS RAP GAME THAT MADE YOU GAVE A YOU CAUSE THAT’S A STRAIGHT VIOLATION OF LAWS RUNNING YOUR MOUTH ABOUT GATEKEEPERS AND VULTURES HOLDING CULTURE YOUR WHOLE KNOWLEDGE OF THE RAP GAME LIKE A TYRE WITH A PUNCTURE I MAKE BEATS THAT EVOLVED WITH RAP YEAH I HEARD YOUR LITTLE TIPPY TAPPY BEATS THAT’S INVOLVED WITH TRAP DON’T GET IT CONFUSED THIS IS A BATTLE THAT I WILL NOT LOSE YOU COULDN’T WALK IN THESE BIG MANS SHOES KEEP YOUR MOUTH CLOSED.

I RHYME WITH A PURPOSE ABOVE THE SURFACE YOU DON’T BELONG IN THIS RAP GAME REQUIREMENTS ARE SURPLUS, PUT THE MIC DOWN AND MOVE FROM THE AREA THERES LEVELS TO THIS ARTFORM YOUR TRAPPED IN THE ELEVATOR, PARASITES KLINGONS YOU SHOULDN’T BE ON, I SHOULD PULL THE PLUG FROM YOUR SHINE LIGHT SEE YA NOBODY CARES YOUS A TRICK FROM KENT STREET RIDING ON THE TAILS BUT YOUR AGENDA IS SHIFTY YEAH I SEE IT! YOUR ONE OF THEM SNAKEY KINDA GUYS TELLING LIES I SEE THE HATRED IN YOUR EYES BUT WAIT! I MIGHT BE OLDER A LITTLE BOLDER NEVER WEAK I’LL SEPARATE YOUR HEAD FROM YOUR SHOULDERS NO WHERE TO RUN NO PLACE TO HIDE GODS ON MY SIDE WHILE THESE HATERS CONTEMPLATE SUICIDE, FROM THE WORDS THAT ARE SPOKEN LEAVE YOU CHOKING PARALYSED STIFF RIGOR MORTIS BODIES ARE FROZEN! YOU SOUR WITH THE RAP YOU TAKE AND YOU AINT GIVING BACK STILL MAD AT ME BUT YOU NEVER MADE A GOOD TRACK. LEAVE THIS RAP TING TO ONES THAT KNOW I THINK YOU BETTER COS TO ME YOUR JOKE.