The Last Skeptik - Hold My Crown lyrics

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The Last Skeptik - Hold My Crown lyrics

[Intro] Can I have a case of samples? Which, believe me, is a load (What the devil's that?) [Verse 1: Mik** Pane] I get deeper than a scuba diver Better ratings on the street than an Über driver So have a listen, mate, act as if this isn't great You know I go in like I'm acting in Prison Break Every lyric sprayed is the greatest in a different way Whenever you spray, it's just the same sh**, different day I've got the crude stuff streaming like an oil rush I poke a lot of fun at your sh**, royal flush Mud rich but we're lyrically absolute Bet you'll fall short like a midget with a parachute You've forgotten how to MC, chaps You ain't got a gift, you've got empty raps I'm the best in the business, stressing these b**hes Getting more hoes than Vietnamese dishes And it really isn't hard to see what you're about You've been living off garbage like Oscar the Grouch If you didn't think that I was trouble then you're fully wrong My bars are solid gold, that's how the f** I get my bully on You walk around thinking whatever you spit is cool It's out of this world, it's the chronicles of ridicule My bars are graffiti, I'm a writer and destroyer You say you're the cream, but n***a, I prefer soya I don't think I'll ever have nicer words for ya Like it's all good, man, I ain't Heisenberg's lawyer [Hook: Mik** Pane] We've been rolling around doing some other things But don't get it twisted, we're still the f**ing kings Still hold it down, we got the flow and ting Hold my crown, bruv, I'm going in [Verse 2: Jordan Stephens] See, I know my art, I know my flow's bizarre Watch should weather any storm like it's Noah's ark No, I can't hear anybody tryna be negative Can't take my wind if you ain't even dealt with overdraft Plant a seed and grow a plant I hear these rappers and their art and integrity seems to grow apart I used to listen to these rappers and I'd only laugh Now I've had a change of heart, like I'm Tony Stark Got insight in the diaphragm But their vibes are so flat, I don't even need to iron man People make a**umptions, only, I know my final plan I know I'm sitting on fire like a frying pan Watch the eggs sizzle, yes, Rizzle Never academic cause I'm best middle Ayo, you never gave me that respect? Then expect little You see, exams made me laugh but now girls want my testicles Exam, laugh, get it? Not a damn chance Only get my filler bars, I'm that smart You see, my race came with hurdles but I never played the black card Now I'm only ever taking charges on my black card Didn't dumb down, I wised up People seem to get a nice buzz from bragging that they supply d** Might be selling cla** As, you ain't selling cla** Now the cla**es above you are saying "nice one" [Hook: Mik** Pane] We've been rolling around doing some other things But don't get it twisted, we're still the f**ing kings Still hold it down, we got the flow and ting Hold my crown [Verse 3: Doc Brown] My type of brain is like a crane, a tidal wave of ideas I'm the same, whether I'm on stage or I write a page Or I'm tryna make movies with the title name beside my face Despite the fame, my rhyming game is like Mik** Pane in a cycle lane I dutty ride a kick and snare, with a twist of rizzle there Three kings with a different heir, skin that sh** in here Spark it and watch the paper sizzle till it isn't there Live a wild life, I'm a grizzly breh Listen, bro, you can't ever get me pigeonholed k** 'em with the blow, with the flow or a sicker joke On the ends with some nutty f**ers that are game-ready Then I'm on the same telly with Lorraine Kelly Halfway to an OBE But when the queen hands 'em out, bruv, you won't see me I'm a role model rolling with models and won't follow the trends So I'm the man of yester-year and tomorrow I'm old school London, chief, I ain't even reached Keep your farmer's markets, man, f** a quiche And your sour dough, why you looking sour doe? We're the guys that lower your house price, that's how it goes A born star of council estate courtyards Now I ball hard, taking winnings on my scorecard See, I'm more advanced, doper than the Tour de France I only gave up rap to give you all a chance

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