Lyrics Killer Mc - CHIP

Killer Mc

I just blackout, snap out
Watch man tap out, it’s back on
Chip can’t back down, not back out
Skengman shoot me then get your wap out
It’s all cap til I snap, throw your cap out
Attack him, whack him
Have it from him?
Imagine, with all these bangers that I’m packing
Don’t put me in a miss-match, diss man til I diss back
I got diss-tracks, diss-tracks that I dispatch
Pick a forehead, wig that for the big chat
Mi nah chit-chat, click-clack, I’m a spiff yack
All the smoke, I’m with that
When I sky that, for Air Force she dig dat
Yo, how many spitters have I killed on the mic?
When I enter the morgue come get a wristband
It gets tekky, try out your own risk fam
If I ever put the mic down, bet you miss man
Didn’t ever really wanna be a killer MC
But man crossed the line, I’ma kill a MC
Why is it always Chipmunk clashing all these 'we used to be nigga’s' MCs?
I’m sick and tired
Nah, not sick and tired
I’ll rise it, fire, and kill a MC
Make a man wanna catch me in real life 'cah it’s special the way I spin an MC
Yeah, I spin an MC (Yeah)
Spin an MC and his bredrin that can’t rap
Who thought you don’t run out of bars like- (Chippy!)
Shut your mout', cut your crap, I’m the bars man
Never had a bar fam
Bar man, black sheep, bar-bar, hah-hah
Never been inna the whole rah-rah-rah (Nope)
I’m Mr Miyagi, the bars ting
Pick a karate kid and half him
Pull up like «where the food?
I want munch"(Yep)
Pull up, just X out spitters, I want dump (Brr)
I said, «What's the time?
I said lunch»
I was out here before all of these cunts
Put some respek' on my name
You’re lettin' him say he’s the best MC in the country like I’m not still in
this game
Mek gyal tune but mi love pepper and spray
Didn’t ever really wanna be a killer MC
But man crossed the line, I’ma kill a MC
Why is it always Chipmunk clashing all these 'we used to be nigga’s' MCs?
I’m sick and tired
Nah, not sick and tired
I’ll rise it, fire, and kill a MC
Make a man wanna catch me in real life cah it’s special the way I spin an MC
Why’s it never MC’s that have came before me that want to war me?
I must be surely, the coldest MC, to touch the country
Like that in my lyric book
Voice of Puffy
I’m super dumpy, only God can judge me
So Jesus forgive me if I keep up a fuckery
Unnu ah go mek di tij up
Keep up a madness, why?
Bloodclart
Too many students acting
Superplex, big man with a ruler
King which part?
This part I’m ruler
Mi ah di big darg
This art, I’ll school ya
Cash Motto inside, niggas can’t fool us
Dem boy deh suh that side don’t chat me (Nah)
North-West spitters in the game, don’t @ me
Money can’t buy technique, just chill
If I don’t say it, who will?
Yo
Didn’t ever really wanna be a killer MC
But man crossed the line, I’ma kill a MC
(Bullet, bullet)
Make a man wanna catch me in real life 'cah it’s special the way I spin an MC
Oi, miss me out you know