Perception (Freestyle)

[Intro]
In my city I’m dark knight
In my city I’m dark knight
Bright lights, in my city I’m dark knight
In my city I’m dark knight

[Verse 1]
When you try to step to me then I’m fetch the ladder
See I be coming up the ranks and I ain’t talking shabba
Pussy smelling the petal from a lavender
And if you think you on my page, we on a different chapter
I like the scene, I’m like a rappers wrist
What they claim to have and selling all those bricks
That’s why they fucking with my music, cause it’s pure and honest
While these other rappers changing to the trends like Hot Topic
Non-stoppin’, jaw-droppin’, I’m awe-shockin'
I’m English and I’m fly, I guess I’m Mary Poppins
Take a flight to LDN, I let the labels cop it
See they fighting over me cause I make a profit
And the music industry is fucked, I know it all so well
So when I tell them “kiss my ass”, they say they never kiss and tell
Will I be the greatest ever?
Let my music sell itself
But as far as I’m concerned, I got it wrapped up like a belt
Money smell like creed, a duff of Louis V
See I can spit this simple rap shit, but man that’s kinda weak
Danny Seth is who I be, I shine like jewelry
Smoke a J up in the booth, shit I gone forgot the D
Thats DJ booth I’d be the proof that london starts for me
And if they hating on me, switch the languages like C'est la vie
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Never started from the bottom but no one on top of me
Smoking old batted G’s Beni Ourain while you sleep
When you wake up, you can find your mistress laying next to me
I ain’t lying when I say I’m about to save my country
I spit that Himalayan shit, I’m moving mountains with my speech boy!
You can’t touch me with this rap shit
I only spat 4 years, I got more fire then some match sticks
How I am blowing up, thats some talent plus some tactics
But for now, I feel like chilling like a mattress
See I’m making Perception the greatest ever
While I see thes other white boys try and copy like a mirror
See I heard your shit before it sounded kinda weak
Watch me blowing from the sidelines, guess it’s time to peek
Well then fuck it, give me something I can fuck with
Give me something one who got style, talent
Someone who can touch me, there’s no one
That’s why I’m moving forward with my rhythms
Using synonyms and anecdotes to strengthen how I’m spiting
Deviling the details of my fit from hellment
Lang, let me spark this PF Chang and show you how I’m smelling
So that coppers seeing me and smelling me, you get it
So now you’ve got to hear me out for like 10 further seconds
Never judge me off my color, outfit or my presence
Just listen to my words and tell me I ain’t sent from heaven
I ain’t satan but no reverend felt with tighter than insult leggings
Man The British Coming tell them Danny sent you, woo!

[Outro]
TBAC, TBAC
Cause its bright lights, in my city I’m dark knight
In my city I’m dark knight
Shouts to DJ Booth, each and every time
I ain’t even started, I been working hard on Perception you feel me
(The British Are Coming)
It’s gonna be worth the wait I promise
MD$ on the beat, killin’ it
TBAC, the British coming