Yo
Yo
I will scribe through clones with a fine tooth comb
Nit picking lip flipping as I climb through zones
With some change I brought the pain, like you buy a new home
Trade spark imagination with some fire to the dome
To the third power rehearse verses till they turn sour
Hurt the first coward with third degree burns
Outer limits I encounter lyrics hours seem like minutes
When I shower critics with unearthly power like a thousand spirits
Your bound to fidget, mans are nervous like they broke wind
On a first date and the window isn't opening
We couldn't hold it in, battle me its over fin
Forget holding a mic blood you better duck and hold your chin
I'm goin in, like the friend you never want around
So I wondered round spitting fire from my tongue aloud
I found Tricky and he put me on another cloud
Now you want to holla pride swallow you can suffer now
My crews at the door we them direct (figures)
One two to the jaw no mic check (killer)
Were light years ahead were some hi-Tec (spitters)
It don't matter, where you step blood because I step (bigger)
My crews at the door we them direct (figures)
One two to the jaw no mic check (killer)
Were light years ahead were some hi-Tec (spitters)
It don't matter, where you step blood because I step (bigger)
I lace my boots so tight nearly stop the circulation
Just to hop the birds that's waiting by the shop for spermination
And I'm out running the hating because it blocks my concentration
Even if I'm caught slipping blood I'll cop the compensation
Calibration of the real and the faking is my congregation
We don't need no confirmation your no longer waiting
For the sickest illest rhyme spitters, witness vicious mic killers
Your rhymes filler blood I finish business like its my dinner
And I'm not the kind of guy to talk about his battle ways
Do a google search to find he's never tried a battle stage
You man are all talk I'm coming at you full force
The fans are wanting more like some low n slow pulled pork
Uhhh
It's a West Mids take over,
Twenty man deep each member is a stakeholder
I'm was colder straight soldier check the Trade poster
Rip on shows big on road like a Range Rover
My crews at the door we them direct (figures)
One two to the jaw no mic check (killer)
Were light years ahead were some hi-Tec (spitters)
It don't matter, where you step blood because I step (bigger)
My crews at the door we them direct (figures)
One two to the jaw no mic check (killer)
Were light years ahead were some hi-Tec (spitters)
It don't matter, where you step blood because I step (bigger)
Yes yes I step bigger, you get me
Trademark Blud, Keizan
What what's that what's that hey what you saying?
Third verse (pff) what you mean third verse, joker
I got a third verse, but you want to hear it?
You are going to have to hear it at the show blood, only at the shows
You know what I'm saying?
You fuckin, eves dropping, beat hogging, cheap flopping, teeth rotten,
Tweed shopping, toilet seat clogging,
You need stomping with your weak noggin
You know what I'm saying?
Keizan, Trademark Blud, France to England
Yes that's right blood like the Eurostar
My crews at the door we them direct (figures)
One two to the jaw no mic check (killer)
Were light years ahead were some hi-Tec (spitters)
It don't matter, where you step blood because I step (bigger)
My crews at the door we them direct (figures)
One two to the jaw no mic check (killer)
Were light years ahead were some hi-Tec (spitters)
It don't matter, where you step blood because I step (bigger)