Laid-Back Studios - Rivals lyrics

Rivals Verse 1; Vile like a vial from a pedafiles basement.. Im the kinda guy to let a situation spiral into Someone losing spinal; 'fluids' Cah.. they agree with something i do! (no) Telling what i might do! Film the whole thing and let sh** go viral! Blud i ain't a friend im ya motherf**ing rival! Dont try to bring fire im ice cool; My vinyl's desireable; & My words insightful! Always Catch me sleeping with the enemy; & So... Yeah I might fall; for the rival... If i had hesitation; not jack whitehall; Bad education.... i mighta seen the sky fall! I'm spiteful cah its the fittest that survives all! Upon my arrival; if i spy a rival! Its guy fawkes; mask on; to disguise all.. A gun powder plot from the asylum child.. (AH) ....... so divine with lyrics; Divine dunkno's Im what an eyefull isnt.. All round blue street they try to hate.. Then try to mimic... what a spineless business! If im specific; i won't find a limit; That i ain't pushed past; a starred and finished.. Take mans money; k** the lifeless b**hes; I'll take the liberty; then, take the eiffel with it! Verse 2; Been gone for a minute though im back for a while Like bbm or sony when we hacked all the files! Now back; with triangles on our flags With an army that'll bang if we have to.. !!! But If you actually try to; I'll Eat you alive like a canible; im animal; & actually wild! I am.. Speaking to a demon that's sleeping; on my shoulder; Whats colder; im holding an actual bible; Looking through the black of a spyhole; Ga**ed; looking back in denial; Same demon on BBC; secretly; Trying to capture a smile.. Our culture he's stealing beneath our feet; Now, breathing is actually vital.. Agreeing to give away our freedom; & bring it to a final end one night fall... & i ain't seeing eye to eye at all... (AH).... Its survival of the fittest! Street disciple; I talk the sickest; Disciple; of rap i warn the sickest; I taught war to the warriors who spit it! An irrational man; making national rivals.. Cool to start a war; and give the walk a limit.. Cool to lie and build an army... faking smiles.. But won't bring troops back till the war has finished! Verse 3; (AH) ..... I bring the ba** to softball; You can play hardball while I play highball; Cah when my balls hang; down, from the top; Of the scene; I'll be an obscene Idol! I - Don't; need, to; watch, where-i-walk; -Or-watch-how-I-talk.... It's english? My rhymes are alive; they're on fire; then extinguished Pushed by desire; to be signed; I'm Distinguished... Relinquish; my-power, on-a-beat with linguistics; Flow's sick; Goes quick; if, ya blink; ya miss it! I drop a hot line for the moist say its mild:') Smile! Couldn't hack my style; if they tried to; -i heard their tracks and its final?! SWAG! -Man been catting George Michael.. But res-ults are-in; and, we hear-that; Clarky, is quite delightful! Seated in; a freedom bin; for trial; Each guest; of arrest; only gets; one dial; -have half a mind to slice; if you get suicidal; but, - -dont have the common sense; to, get through denial; More stupid then I thought! Protecting my title; Of the greatest; I'll, make it; Rememberd like the pyramids; deliver it in tiles! When Im gone; ima still be here like Michael! Arghh.. !!! Sighhh... Rahhhhhhhh....