[Battle REQUESTS]

Lyrical staff, never could they ever take me for a chav

Schollar in the English schollar in the math

Dizzee aint no rif raf

Hit 'em with the rise, move, kick, uppercut, jab

Don't make me lose my rag

I'm a troublesome lad

Barefoot shaolin lad

Lyrically far from swag

And I'm far from clean

I'll play kiss chase with your aunt Maureen

Get rhymes, get heard, get seen

Dizzee run things like Idi Amin

Keep vigilante, keep on guard

We chuck grenades at Scotland Yard

Retard, get kicked hard, real hard

Leave death threats in your birthday card

beat the bars bruv!!

[battle me]

:)

[battle me]

this is jst lil biut more cary oin from that one just put on

Who the fuck want beef with Joe Crack

Make your body fold back

Lift his soul with the chrome mack

I don't chat on the phone, 'cuz the phone tapped

You heard theres money on the block we control that

I got the work in the pot where that stove at

Cook it up 'til its wack, get my dough back

You niggas so wack, tryin'a compete

I blind you with heat, I'm the reason crime on the street

I die for my peeps, keep an open eye when I sleep

Let you slide when I coulda put five in your Jeep

Who's liver than me? I ain't know you really want it

I'm like Christ, niggas beg for they life when they see me comin

Ain't nodoby gonna stop my shine, you out'cho mind

Don't make me have to cock my nine, pop ya spine

Neva did believe in the Don's

since ninety-two I've been proving that y'all niggas was wrong

yo rhys its tommy now my go manz :)

Yo I,

murrant on these

Put these MC's on deep freeze

Hit these, whip these and rip these

Come like busta we flip these

Please, dont rap with these

Fearless, angry, sick MC's

Dont like Christine's or Britney's

La La's or Tinky Winky's

This one's strictly for picnies

Old school afros, dry white kness

Barklays, Halifax we stick these

Endless gunshots we lick these

Trick these CID's with ease

Touch mic MC's jump like fleas

Player haters get chopped like trees avoid Rascal to avoid injuries