Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pass the Mic, artist - The HeavyTrackerz. Date of issue: 04.07.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Pass the Mic |
| Yeah, give them some fire |
| If I go to light my fire |
| You don’t wanna get caught in the crossfire |
| Take heed when I jump in the booth and fire |
| Yeah, give them some fire |
| If I go to light my fire |
| You don’t wanna get caught in the crossfire |
| Take heed when I jump in the booth and fire |
| Can’t school me about reloads |
| You can’t school me about stage-shows |
| You can’t school me about 140 |
| Nah, can’t school me about radio |
| Do what I want when I say so |
| Say what I want to your face, bro |
| Man can’t copy and paste my ting |
| We ain’t got the same flow |
| Yeah, General ain’t inna no dilly-dally |
| Man are from Essex, that’s word to Cally |
| I know white bruddas from the ends like Barry |
| Skinheads on a kidnap ting, masked up with the bally |
| That’ll drag a man out to the alley |
| Jook man and dash man out in the valley |
| Whole team red like say I’m in Manny |
| I’ll leave with your gyal and that’s word to Sally |
| These man have been bad from when? |
| Know I’ve been cold with the bars from time |
| I’ve never seen them, not round here |
| Don’t know what they’re lying for, no, it ain’t that |
| Anybody sitting on the riddim gets spun |
| Know that I’m levels above, they ain’t close |
| Nuh badda mention a boy with me |
| Wickedest style that I’ve had from day |
| Eediats, I’m speaking facts |
| Don’t wanna hear talk 'bout squeezing mash |
| Animal, man don’t eat in tracks |
| Putting in the work, don’t need no stacks |
| Turn man to a veg, big ting clash |
| When the ting go boom, don’t mean scratch |
| Bare man are just gassed and don’t wanna graft |
| I ain’t no draw-out, fuck all of that |
| When we come in, tune affi beat |
| Gyal affi beat, shots affi beat |
| Man make so much money on the street |
| Ramp with we and lose your heartbeat |
| When we come in, tune beat |
| Gyal beat, shots beat |
| Man make so much money on the street |
| Ramp with we and lose your heartbeat, rah |
| Yeah, dark side came from Jedi |
| Two and a q and a half, can’t red eye |
| Now I’m |
| I am the HD SCART antennae |
| Open a shopping cart, get ten items |
| Everyone dead, can’t send I |
| West got vision and them lot |
| One man army, come like |
| Whenever I’m speaking |
| I beg man be quiet |
| You’re talking but no one’s hearing |
| I beg man be quiet |
| You’re speaking without no meaning |
| I beg man be quiet |
| Sitting on your high horse preaching |
| I beg man be quiet, eediat |
| HeavyTrackerz on the riddim and Gen, it’s a given |
| Every time I skip on the riddim, I’m gonna kill 'em |
| Tryna see what I’ve written, but every lyric I spit, I spin 'em |
| He said he’s better than me but he isn’t |
| I’ll freestyle this, I ain’t gotta write this |
| When you recite it’s as frightening as ISIS |
| Bloodshot eye was a pain in my eyes |
| As clear as daylight whenever I wear a mic, |