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yeah, on your marks you ain't ready for my, yo, i said i'm, sick with it fucking rip it till the beats finished, i spit an image when i pay the mic a visit, got an evil sort of spirit but i'm classy like a violinist even though the lyrics are explicit fam you need to get wid it, on your marks i swear this is just the start, right here in the finish line its so far apart, but i'm grinding like tony tell him don't phone me i can't class him as my homey, put your trainers on its time to get the cake in don, when you hear the bang? off the blocks and get the racing on, when i hear a tune i hit the booth and get to lace him one, how many mc's are overtaking {none}, fuck it pick the speed up i might need to lift my knees up, nah i ain't from peckham but i'm tryna get my p's up, tell a man to ease up when i spit i switch the? up or i might come with it cold and move my engineer to freeze up, i just holler that yj told him i copped up something fresh he said why wait, rolled to the stud's i'll be there in a few i said when i drop this said man'll be like why aitch {why}, cause i'm in manny's top 5 there's no doubt about it, cause when i drop lines i build a sound around it, i'll round guys that'll place the fist right where your mouth is, yeah i'm from north but dons located in the south bits, sick with it fucking rip it till the beats finished, i spit an image when i pay the mic a visit, got an evil sort of spirit but i'm classy like a violinist, even though the lyrics are explicit fam you need to get wid it, on your marks i swear this is just the start, right here in the finish line its so far apart, but i'm grinding like tony tell him don't phone me i can't class him as my homey, when i bring out a tune everybody gets so gassed that they ain't even realised my work rates shit, i write bars when i want and take all the time i need, to be honest i don't think i know what work rate is, but if i, put my mind to it i could probably shine through it, when i'm feeling stressed i play a beat and rhyme to it, you can send but why do it cause you know that i slew it, if there's a big brick wall in front i'll fly through it, like, uh, fam i need this i'm hungry for it, man don't want a feature don't want the white younger on it, fuck 'em, youtube i'm doing numbers on it, beats so cold i need to put a fucking jumper on it, tell 'em if they want it they can come and get it standard, come through with a mic in front of bare bystanders, i don't know what you're thinking don your girl's got standards, why d'you think that when you call the bitch she never answers, i'm, sick with it fucking rip it till the beats finished, i spit an image when i pay the mic a visit, got an evil sort of spirit but i'm classy like a violinist even though the lyrics are explicit pussyhole get wid it, on your marks i swear this is just the start, right here in the finish line its so far apart, but i'm grinding like tony tell him don't phone me i can't class him as my homey

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