Matcha Freestyle

[Intro]
Yo
Man already know how the ting's set
Hail up Koast
Durkle Disco Mixtape, DD
Big up Scruloose
Grim Sickers exclusive, trust me
Yo

[Verse]
Climb on
Any riddim I'm on, rhyme on
Move like python through nylon
Man talk P but he still sign on
I went away and come back but I'm still right on
Real mic man, wanna put mic on
Eff tweets, tell a man type on
I put my life on, it's peak on beat if I wanna hype on
New don, icon
Getting sent for left, right and centre
I don't wanna hear man talking again
Man's telling me "no, Grim, don't send"
I tell man that I calmed back down
I said man keep sending for Grim
Did you see Eski Dance get shut right down?
I'll lift man up, I'l spin man round
Eff off, pipe down
I'll spray a sixteen, if that don't work
Then I go to the bag and I draw for the next one
Who the fuck's saying that I don't wanna clash?
"Eff Grim, he got spun", go get one, next one
If I say run up on man all wiling
07922, that's your head gone
Indirect, don
If I squeeze on tight, I'll never let go
Fam, anything goes, got mechanical flows
Show up and expose, I'm blatant cold
Still raining flows, don't need one of them
Fam, I've had one of those, it's dank when I roll
When I'm with Jam, that's Boy Better Know
Sending for Grim? God bless your soul
If I send back, though, you'll be critical, though
Or touch-and-go
Get left back like Ashley Cole
I'm an one-man team
Headback taken off clean, I'll wipe his dream
Mouth stay shut when Grim MCs
Got a next technique, that's me
So I found the loophole like a benefit cheat
Can't clash him, won't benefit me
Punch so hard, make an elephant bleed
Don't take me for a mug like peppermint tea
I'm a whole next beef
Elegant so girls love when I speak
I've got two lighters and a can full of petty
I shellered off mic man's dance already
I turn the ting into Tempa T Fekky
And plus I stay fresh like Macca and Deadly
Whole ting done to the ting if I started
Wah de bumbaclart bloodclart rahtid?
MC dead, carried out in a casket
Under the rug, floorboards and carpet
Bones and flesh all in a gym bag
My name's Grim and I do spin man
But I keep it realz like I'm in Min Gang
I'm old school like boom bang bing bang
Basement dun, Boiler Room dun
Cyphers dun
Bet you don't believe me until your dance gets dun
Sending for Grim, now you wanna start talking
If I send back, everybody's getting ended
Everybody shut up, no more talking
Whole scene knows what it is when I'm warring
Hop through the door with two plus four in
MCs really wanna war
Get your name on a gravestone, dumped in a box
And left in the morgue
Thinks that he does but I know he's not sure
Drop your war dub first, that's school
Cause I spit like D Double E old school
Like Stryder, do you wanna get verbal?
Like blood, why you really wanna get verbal?
Clash Grim? That's your call
Like Goodz, I'm the best overall
When Skepta said "go on then, reach for the tool"
I was listening to Shabba spitting on jungle
Flows run circles like Murkle
Who do you resemble?
It looks effed up like Michael
We'll start on your chain and necklace
Had your girl on my bed, picking films off Netflix
Draw for the medics, draw for the stretchers
Clash on Kiss like Ghetts and Skepta
Pum pum, punani injector
Dun man like Dexter
Not that Dexter, Netflix Dexter