I dont peck, I on a set Going so hard I the respect Respect is mutual, the I expect When I give it out without the on my neck Give it out without a thought of a though Im from a council block I get around I make waves that are big out of show How I do that Im big out of bro No king ever go untested, its what he does that might get him arrested How he things that you requested How he caters requesting Anything from you might offer Said Im not a don, but they was off rocker Im not a blocker but since I twitter get right and Ill block yo are good actor act of a laugh And it like a fractured acture You can be the don of town, that town or city on the rhythm Ill product of that ya Go to the hood and give product to ya Call me a king, a product to that ya Aint no thing dont call to act ya Have all my business into that, to that, to I walk in like who disagrees, Im my POG for on the scene Stay all cause I was popping with a dream Now its reality popping in a You do grind but when I breathe
Go to the gym and like rocky when I leave Man feels stocky I leave Dont ever sloppy on a beat predictor Im in free and I one for Im on east I could take one e one toss see the south with me a bit but east more If a mans chatting on the beefs unsure ignore that if you wanna elevate higher Cause we all know god loves a tryer I didnt get here night, I wont lie I spent so many years walking through fire You will get tired, didnt get far you still tried All your died, all your fans lied And me Im an MC inside the right I do it for real, thats why Im still I could a monkey and a lion in Thats who I am I wear my own and I do my own ironing Im just bars like I aint got a life Got one fresh ting, but I got a wife danger blud I could trence while I hype They flickering out and say the flame not as Game isnt tight the aim isnt right I roll like a comet, I on a fly You having it, Im the same on the mic So I dont go passing on the mic Dont touch you will burn your on the stove Im not a lab rex when I say that Im in grove I can handle my role even I know I aint no random abroad My hand grows cold, right for it, Im right for it Spray can, Im ready to ann I believe in myself, Im ready to spray anger Take twenty of the best and I will put to the test. And I leave all twenty in a mess, pick twenty on the it again thats forty, not just twenty of the best Im stepping on stones, no bad bones in my But I got a star stepping on clones, dont forfeit Reap out the zones cant tell me and get out your phones. By step 5 you should be alive bees buzz around me a lot, I should be a You around me a lot, you can see a vibe. If I hove around you a lot I can see a Shit MCs, I can see a pile, but its better they now than trying in a while No time like the present Im present and grime aint this alive in a while So have a laugh, stink, have a bath. Feeling like rose, have a blast I made snowman ice thrown on me bite merk or man, I never launch Cause I think that my production act that much But think that I cant open the logic page and make one That aint stinking that I know another cant blud Run up in a place what them them liku dibby mic stars man who are man already got them Too many pulling out the pen, I stop them. pics I dont like and I crop them Too pure in a game so if I come across another artist, I knock them If I see a kid who dont jack shit
Tell him put the knife and I block then, pack them on I only work for legs and arms, I said I been a bit lucky charms man are cool they aint ever had arms Might have had crumbs but never had a Never had a finish, never had a start but I aint come along like the rush None of these spitters aint in my class I was making ever since I swing Let me put it on now, let me see what I Fight cool like the blue same colour as the drink I drink Dont wait for the day I sink cause more than often Im out of Some are hanging on aint new stuff I you dont work, Im out of blinks, Phone back chick chilling on the reck just like the yellow M on the V sign Nigga might be late but its black pips time be hated but I catch his raps Yeah, I know a young belly, you will come from the And take the whole belly thats his time See me in a carnival, that means Got passing more and thats revise And I might of any of them guys Who dont wanna work by thats his life Might cool the feelings, see whats one And shots of gigga black hif life Greenwich, woodish to queens life Dont stick it like the of a beehive Im the cop, the man for the job of seems odd but the fans decide Head phones head dont get a rhythm it with a headshot Some man are got a hair line Escor Man are looking for a wave on a Friday Well, Im free wanna see what the got Dont test me, I put a hole in your vest top and my young aint letting off a test show the best and your best not get in my way Cause Im top and your sets not why your dumb play short stop before they hit me.