Ink - Bloodspill lyrics

[Intro: Ink & Skinny] Ayo, it's Ink Skinny Malinkyyy V2DHeart Delinquent Beats [Verse 1: Crimzon Ink] I've got a full roll of insulating tape And the alphabet's in the corner I'm instigating rape So you say you're going hard on the label But I ain't seen none of them cards on the table I'm able, capable, stapled to the game I'm definitely traceable Dirty Stinking Bars my [?] k**s Devastation worse than the BP Oil Spill This is the truth because I'm also honest Get stepping if you don't want to see the orthodontist That's a promise coming from a great [?] Everybody's on it hard, tryna make dollars It's bipolar on my shoulders it's like five boulders being pushed by it's solar I'm always taking risks, I'm a distrolar Ever since I was a baby in my stroller Silver spoon [?] goons My harpoon will dart through your heart and part you I'll release a [?] goo, it's far true All you prepare cause I got a list to [?] through Stop talking baloney please And go back home your mum's made you macaroni cheese I don't roll with a pack of phony Gs Chatting sh** about how [?] You, man, can't tune in the way we do You couldn't even f**ing tune in built in Freeview Cause you are just a piece of cum on a banister Until your mum slid down it and that is how she had ya I bet you're madger, I see you guys looking livid I'm making you pick up your rhymebook and bin it MCs sink under, that's very regular I spread like a pin on Blackberry Messenger (It's Skinny Malinkyy) [Verse 2: Skinny Malinky] It's comical you're so bad Dishonorable with no fans Like when I become a legend like the Abominable Snowman Leave you paralytic, you're a commander of fates We're a whole f**ing team of Alexander the Greats I think you need nursering times Those nursery rhymes are so f**ing whack Start rehearsing your lines A great flood of lyrics, deploying in teens Proving that your fately wrestling, destroying your scene It's defined retribution, time for execution My words are like a guillotine, your mind you'll be losing Scottish MCs I just keep slaughtering Can't stop me like corrupt police profiting No peace-offering, only teeth altering By the time we're done you c*nts will be [?] I've got to be tripping, I'm shocked, did I read it right Cause you're rotten at spitting, just stop, man, you're beats are sh**e It's not my fault you have an over-functioning tongue Speak my name again, I'll be over-puncturing lungs Sick friends that'll grab ya, stab ya, make you disappear like abra-kadabra You're just like some over-rated doughnuts like Krispy Kreme I keep it moving all the time like a gypsy's tent Cover [?] the magnetic equator You wish you could do this like an athletic spectator I use words like a jigsaw puzzle My production is the best and your sh**'s all muffled You meet a deadly fate, tryna shift these heavy weights Let me state, I'm the best in Scotland, course I'm getting hate You've brought in composition and the sh** you're often spitting Is forgotten in a minute, better watch the clock is ticking Stop the b**h and drop the fix and write some real sh** I've got a versatile style and the real people feel this (V2DHeart) Murder us like the kiss on Judas, this isn't [?] MC don't give a f** about karma, I k** a Buddhist Do this just to spank your a** 'Til the backs collapse 'Til the day I'm in the street and the tax' go past Rituals with the pad and pen Having time to grab a spliff, running back again Laugh at them who hate, be fake or whack Like a losing fighter's knockout, you won't play this back In the car with your girl, she's a mad freak Cause some JFK sh**, brains in the back seat p**y flaps dripping like some leaky plumbing I got four fingers and [?] I got s**m cell, what, leave her p**y shell-shocked Cause the tip of my dick has flames like Hell's got And if you don't read then you won't need To know that that's what happens when you smoke weed Grosses like Jack and the Beanstock But no giants at the top, just the last green crop Your music's useless, it'll take just two hits For you to be lying on the ground with some blue lips Pardon the pun, I'm pardoning none, I'm harder the some, and always get the gardening done You don't get it, don't sweat it, son, chill Just forget it, don't regret it, in the end some will Never weak rhymes, stick it on rewind You will find two MCs with unique minds Mad f*gs just keep spitting hate thinking they're God I come down and they're like Egyptian slaves I bring the darkness, I'm heartless, don't start this Your rhymes have gotten rusty like an old school [?] These are rough necks, bouncing back like [?] Leaving b**h MCs, they got came on like it's snuff s** (Ayo, Ink!) [Verse 3: Crimzon Ink] Observation I wanna point out Metro-s**ual guys are all over the joint now Girls love them and they feel way lucky Cause they get a boyfriend in the best gay hoodie Some local guys don't vocalize their total size I'm socialtized I've always lived a hopeful lie so [?] you're vocals lie I hear your mam making very bold statements [?] that I've never touched a road pavement Waiting for a record deal to telephone through Thirsty like a junkie in a methadone room Until then I ram nonstop pages, never retreat until I'm on top wages I'm horrified, dissatisfied, that's when standards that I imply Engage override strike and divide me from the self-satisfied arsewipes unable to provide My mouth fires fifty caliber rounds So you don't want to bring my shifty [?] out Knocking all these sh**ty amateurs down Wiped off the strip and it's gritty challengers out I'm blazing through like Satan or [?] compressed of blow so hard It's better to known to serve our bones Am I re-prone to flip my brains mega-blown Watch that [?], make that cheddar roll MCs are like plastic mannequins I make them reach with a chat with Samaritans I think you need your f**ing tactics managing Ripping this up like a Jura**ic scavenging I'm a do or die frantic [?], holding a pen like a gigantic javelin Give a beat a good drastic battering, spastics vanishing You gat-wit packaging [Outro: Ink & Skinny] V2DHeart ain't nothing to f** with Delinquent Beats ain't nothing to f** with Skinny and Ink ain't nothing to f** with V2DHeart ain't nothing to f** with