| I munch rappers when I rhyme about to eat dinner
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| Depending on the beat, I might just speak quicker
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| Your mate thinks he’s sicker, lowkey he’s iller
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| Don’t smoke hashish, but trust me I’m a weedkiller
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| When I’m on the track, I cause an avalanche
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| Give rappers scars and slap a chatter back to mars
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| I stand out and you’re just like camouflage;
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| I’m way too fast they say I need a tachograph
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| Man are mad at me cos I grapple and batter graphically
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| I smash the beat and push buttons like haberdashery
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| I got the baddest flow, everything I rap you quote
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| I’m plain sailing and I don’t need a narrow boat
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| These days, CJs better get their teeth straight
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| Lowkey, do everything he says
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| Cos when it’s on, you know you need a replay
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| I eat rappers each day like cheesecake
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| BBC wanna know if I can freestyle
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| I make rappers get police on the speedial
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| Punchlines hit so hard it knocks teeth out
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| It’s deep how, I can speak loud like Steve Stoute
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| I rock a kaffiyeh, not a top shop tea towel
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| Big up to ni hao, I appreciate the reach out
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| Voices of the voiceless, I gotta give a brief shout
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| That’s me bruv, I’m done, brother, peace out |