Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Southern Electric, artist - Scrufizzer. Date of issue: 10.10.2011
Song language: English
Southern Electric |
| Brand new wave, Fizzer, MJ |
| I’m the bossman, Perempay |
| Pioneered the flow ting, let’s say |
| I’m the best here, nobody can’t test me |
| Hi hater, bye hater |
| Coming and screwing your face, get a life hater |
| You ain’t gonna bring me down like a bell |
| I told them «here's my hometown», Adele |
| Ooh, showed em the F you sign |
| If you come, I’m coming, I’m skipping the dead tunes, right? |
| I will never stop it, it’s Fizzy, it’s best you guys |
| Better run Neptune’s eye |
| Yeah, I can spit fast, but |
| Some of them don’t understand |
| Let me dumb it down for the gang and |
| Tell you why I’m the man |
| My names Fizzler, Fizzler |
| What’s my name? |
| F-I double Z |
| I’m alive in the flesh, it’s the guy from the west |
| My names Fizzler, Fizzler |
| They know I’m one-of-a-kind coming from grime |
| Might flow so you bubble the lines double the time |
| Prepare for the Spartan, alarming, sparring |
| When I’m barring guards and when I’m warring, yes |
| We’re doing our ting, sharpening a bow and arrow so ragged |
| Hitting hard, no hassle, or anybody up in the booth |
| Either we’ll go tackle them, I’ve been through |
| The pain and strife making hype, racing time |
| Killing the beats, aiming high, it’s a cutthroat game |
| Watch out for the snakes, alright? |
| I’m doing my thang bruv, shocking everybody |
| When I’m spitting, I’m making your hair stand up |
| Something like 5000 volts going through your body |
| I’ve got the game shook like precidian |
| More work for me, I can’t stop |
| Enough of them are sending for Fizzy, they can’t stop |
| We can do it whenever you’re ready, I’m on it whenever |
| And we dead them off, then they can’t test |
| Yeah, function, X ray vision |
| Lazer beams I aim at peeps and burn your face and cheeks |
| See I’m at it with poor omen, deceasing opponents |
| With lightning bolts I’ll be fighting folks like Gollum |
| Composing flows in an evil structure |
| to the fiendful peep |
| Bruk out your ting, I’ll make the evil speak |
| When the evil speaks, I’ll come down on you |
| Rain on you fellas like say my name’s Gary |
| Throwing out fire beats, something like Mario |
| Ask Fabio, in a manner I’m |
| And I’ve got shows like Bowser and Wario |
| That’s if you wanna get technica yo |
| Intellectual flow’s what I got |
| I flow so high, like say I’m a pilot |
| I clock so many fellas wanna copy me |
| Skipping on the riddim but they couldn’t do it properly |
| Honestly, I’m so better than these wannabe rappers |
| Cause many chatters can’t do it, upper body ya bredders |
| You see me? |
| I’m so disrespectful |
| I would never copy your flow, don’t get stressful |
| Bitches wanna chat up my chrome, get your kettle |
| 'Nuff of you are living at home, better settle |
| Bad to the bone and still I am |
| Brill-i-ant, oh so heavy like |
| Do you, I’mma be me, will.i.am |
| Don’t matter if you dislike man |
| I will chase my dream till I get it, bro |
| Epic shows, hard work, effort knows |
| Make it known, switch it up, kill it with the reggae flow |
| It’s Mr Scrufizz and MJ Cole |