Chat Shit

[Verse 1: Upfront MC]

Yo, far from fate bringing bars hard to break
Start to take the piss end up in lava mate
I spark a flame each time I speak
The key I can't contain
I got a love for the music, half of my heart's in flames
I'm putting fire to beats, burning like cars that race
A couple seconds ahead, each time we pass the gates
Your glass is waste so
My flows are flavoursome, yours are half the taste
Better fasten your pace or pass away

Cause you talk shit like an anus with lips ya false prick
Not at all sick, sucking on dick leaving man's balls licked
All of this for the fame, but it ain't come and go
The blokes are with the thin aim, better stay sucking
Thinks running through the blazes we coming
Spray something leave the stage burning like it ain't nothing but face numbing
Most know my flows so heavy I break clubbing
Lace a track is a beautiful thing like grey budding

[Scratches]

Who's not for rocking the mic
Sacrifice blazing on stage is a sight
All the weak styles I sever
Flow like the breeze with ease of seven seas

[Verse 2: Hi Res]

You chat shit like the daily mail
Your bars are insanely frail
Collab on the beat? I wouldn't do it if you paid me well
Your voice is more annoying than the sound when a baby yells
Getting on my nerves like the rainy spells in daily girls
In the place we dwell, where I like to sit and blaze an L
Chill 'till Friday, go out and start raising hell
Teaching you a lesson like a fable tell
And if you ever get signed I'll sit back and watch your label fail
You spit lyrics, but they won't ever level with mine
I'll drop a paralysing line that can sever your spine
You be paranoid on the street checking behind
Beat usher better wharf trynna' meddle with times
And don't take the wrong half when we checking the signs
Don't try it with us, you need to better your rhyme
Threw in your life you be wasting like ketamine lights
And It's a small world, you take about a second to fight

[Scratches]

Who's not for rocking the mic
Sacrifice blazing on stage is a sight
All the weak styles I sever
Flow like the breeze with ease of seven seas

[Verse 3: PT]

You chat shit like a man with ass lips you sad prick
Not a tad sick, sucking on dick leaving man's nads licked
All of this for the fame, but it ain't happening
No way, step away from the stage vacate all this thus
Know your acts will come with me to the bar and leave it ripped up
I don't even care who you are, you're just a thick fuck
Thinking you can get on our path, there's better chance in having sex with a bird then giving birth to a head with a branch
You're miniature with infinitely dodge
You gotta twist it if you switchin' our stance
No way could you conflict when you spit typical bars
Type to leave the hype disease
Then everybody involved can get your ass
Subliminal par
Every time you spitting your bar
Fuck with me, I link your ex and stick my dick in your past
And sit in the yard, laughing like I tickled ya raw
Far from middle class, grimey like we live in the park

[Scratches]

Who's not for rocking the mic
Sacrifice blazing on stage is a sight
All the weak styles I sever
Flow like the breeze with ease of seven seas