Akala - S.K.I.T.Z. lyrics

[Jammer] Neckle, Slew Dem Yo When I touch down, everything gets messy Might see me smoking on the blessy Don't eat me, rude boy man a veggy When I come around, everybody, they start to get edgy You man you ain't ready I won't get my teeth punched out like [?] I'm not D Double but I make man echo.... OURGH! OURGH! [Ears] They're not ready, cus I've got many I'm too much for them, so not any Guy can't test Ears, cus I'm the best here No one can tell me that I'm not heavy Empty belly, starving I made a little, but I wanna make more like dem They can't step to me, not in my league, man Trust, they're not ready [Gully Ranjah] Yo, I write beef Bullets in my rain like showers I fill a man's chest, in his vest In his girlfriend's breast And the rest, and his friend's are all cowards They're not on a beef ting, hiding for hours I dun spit n***as out like flowers Take out two n***as like the twin towers You man are all cowards You ain't on comin' to me cus I'm lyrically powered [Slickman] Don't think cus Slickman flex no That Slickman won't make you look like Bogle Lick out ya head back like them wicked sack oval You can't say I never showed you You're a prick, man Chattin' sh**, man Couldn't see your girlfriend wanting up on Slickman See the clip, man The one you licked, man Want my finger, put you straight up and hit man [Tempa T] Catch 'em in the back of the flats GRIPS!! BANG 'IM!! You're on the floor No movement, you're on the floor Catch 'em in the back of the flats GRIPS!! BANG 'IM!! You're on the floor No movement, you're on the floor [Chronik] I'm not Spider-Man But I'll come to your ends and find a man Stick a man to the wall like Spider-Man Then be out of your ends like Spider-Man CHRONIK! I'm no superstar Don't take me for no superstar I don't care, who you are Knock you out the side of your car BRAP! [?] I hear nuts and bolts We come, don't pair, and I got bolts Got bolts in (?) and I lick notes I hear bolts, my sh** broke Nuts in the brain, and I lose votes In the stream through my veins like a thousand volts Didn't know, better get to know Till I pull you out of your music zone [Akala] n***a listen When I spit on the riddim I k** 'em Every single villain say that it's brilliant Move militant like Che and Castro Overthrow governments with a rap flow Spittin' on a track, whoah And I got the hang of it Man are like Tyson So I used to bang a bit I am not parallel to another livin' soul Flow with me Come take a stroll with me through livin' hell Spittin' well? That's quite an understatement Verse so heavy they will crack through the pavement Imagine what it'd do when it crack on your show Cus it bangin' on a hammer when it jabbin' with a quick flurry Hotter than a curry Hot, it get's bloody You're not a top shotta Better make another duppy Soft as a puppy Tryin' to gwan t'uggy I'm livin' in the trenches, you never even get muddy