Hey me, welcome back
I'm on a rap and I chat with some tiki-tak pa** the mic
I'm like, twice the guy I was
Since a spliced Drew's life into my record
Heads off like a Mayan God
I take my applause
And jump ship like a pirate (boss)
I'm flying off, with no pilot on
But the pilot-light burns so don't gas me Lord
Mad-a-mercy, I merk it, flow is deadly
Rises mercury, are u upset with me?
Who me? Well I'm back
Face facts, interact, I'm intact with raps
That attack in parts
I don't bark just bite as drama starts
Like acting cla** but I don't act a part
Spread light on mic's even after dark
Where my rappers at?
Okay... go away
Your writtens like a throw-away
No joking mate but your choking on your modesty
And honestly it's got to me
So please don't talk to me
Yeah we both rap
But that's that
We've nothing more in common eh?
You're in column 'B'
Not getting in my colony
Get dick in your colon mate and f**ed like the economy
Do you follow me? Rap mockery
k**ed a mocking bird to purge the Scot got away
Try chalking me, a crime in the scene
What I mean it's a crime scene robbery
And I brought it sharp as a knife
To the throat of a watery-eyed
Tongue tied - owner of the property
Debauchery, I know
No f**'s given like a monastery
I put the monarchy in mortuaries
Crash the monopoly of sovereign snobbery
Do you follow me?
Or on the contrary, walk away and go and play the lottery
All out for self, and feel wealth is stopping ye?
Well, I'll, stop you there
There's a number of rappers
Rapping for numbers, and I don't care
(I don't care, I don't care)
Like your ma, lay it bare
Don't need to seek/Sikh
Got it wrapped up tight round hair/here
I'm the type that other types don't like, and that's fair
I'm come across as a dick when I boss (boss) and yes I'm aware
And I don't care
I don't care
I care about this, what I writ, but that's about it
I don't care