Who's rapping and who's rap capping?
Too many MC's now, they need smacking
The game's gone fucked
Sometimes I have to sit there, just laughing
It's not what it once was
I remember when I said, "We're the last ones left"
And now, literally we're the last ones left
Go on a rap playlist now, they're all dead
If it's not Nines or Skrapz, Giggs, me or Tef
Digs, Meekz or a set couple other man
And I ain't even tryna hear that shit, it's all dead
Tell them man I said to stick to the drill
'Cause when they try and do the rap ting, it ain't sounding too ill
I took a break and let these dead rappers live
But now I've came back with a sieve
It's time to get rid, like P said, it's real back in style
And niggas ain't seen me for a while but now I'm back up on my shit
And like Boost, I'm a G till they bury me
That's why I'm never too far from the blick
I swear down, if you woulda seen how a nigga carried on last summer
You woulda called me John Wick
I buss some Blade Brown when I'm going on a trip
He motivates me to make paper
Two tracks in and one call, already made a quick flip
I'm on the money grind, I ain't smoking no spliff
Just bought a Ron for two quid
But the battery was fucked so I gave it back quick
Make sure you're on job when you're shopping for a stick
'Cause them 3D printers got niggas buying fake blicks
Them personal shoppers got niggas buying fake kicks
But these niggas is fake
So when they wear them, bro you can't even tell
Shits be looking all mad legit
Try sell me some of them, you're getting kicked up and down
Who's the hottest nigga in the city?
Me, I'm like Biggie back when he was still alive
Everybody knows man, I said everybody knows
I'm the fireman with the hose
Aystar the gyallist, violate then it's callous
'Cause we got guns bigger than Bruce Banner's
But real spit, I'm a G with some manners
And I got some tools and some spanners
Yeah we're all hot, that was us letting off on the back street
Why'd you think them back streets have got cameras?
The three-two, you have to get close up to slap it
If I bring out the four, it does damage
Slap it from close, I'm a savage
Turn a boy broccoli then cabbage
We got carrots but we ain't rabbits
Diamonds on the chain and the watch, best believe I gotta have it
And if they want smoke then let's have it
