Freestyle

[Intro]
Mic to the wot, wot, wot?
Oi, we're moving, you know?
Why Not?
Yo

[Verse]
On mic, everyting good, kosher, kosher
Mic Ty from the East, yeah, we know the culture
I'm colder, colder, on my head for the bread
Pop up like a loaded toaster
Wait, hold up, hold up
On my ends, no soldier, soldier
But alie, on job, got shop and it's all for that Coca-Cola
See me? I'm old school like Motorola
I'm old school like Motorola
See four bally youts in the motor roll up
To rap and in this trap, ain't nuttin' whipping
Mumzy's kitchen, scrub your dishes
Leave man in a fucked position
When you're on mic, ain't nuttin' whip it
Enough of gimmicks, go and hit a subject, innit?
I've always been tighter than tight
See hypers that hype strikers online
Some shooters internet
But they ain't on pitch, ain't on shit
Never seen shoot into nets
Fuck your router, nah, straight disconnect
Where's your food, you mug? Straight disconnect
Fam, you wanna spit again?
Them died from long time, they were living dead
Show your face on set? Disrespect
Worst nightmare, make you piss your bed
Out of date, breath and out of death
Mic Ty will tie my cord round your neck
Go a round with I, you ain't standing next
Mountain-high? You ain't down to trek
When I shell off, best you bring out the best
We'll take head offs, ain't built that in yet, yet

[Chorus]
See, it's Mic to the Ty
Man gives off the grimiest vibes
When I'm writing these rhymes, it's live and it's hype
Go straight to your head like the whitest of lines, lines
See, it's Mic to the Ty
Man gives off the grimiest vibes
When I'm writing these rhymes, it's live and it's hype
Go straight to your head like the whitest of lines, lines

[Verse 2]
And it must be told
Ain't gonna lie, man, I love it loads
I'm just getting my bread up, we touching loafs
[?] gone, I'm coming home
Might see me in Greengate with a few team mates
Yeah, let's go now
They replaced the pub with a Tesco now
It's still a place where the mess goes down
Down, MicTy will dead your sound
Don't wow, you see him as a threat, no doubt
Let's see how long the best holds out
Breathing down his neck for a while
Name's MicTy, got a next profile
Come against me? Need Jesus, bro
Yeah, yeah, your team is jokes
You've got no chance just like England's hopes
See, they heard the latest dub
Play it in the club, they'll be jumping about
I'll drop man or it's mad, go hammer than H•A•M
They'll be jumping
I bring the new style out to make you wile out and
They'll be jumping
Oi, yo

[Verse 3]
How comes Mic is going in dark?
Going in hard, I be showing 'em bars
No, man, they can't, I be blowing his clart
I'm from the East End, know where we are
Fuck your smart talk, I'ma star war
And my stick does not glow in the dark
You're pissed, G, fear me, hear me clearly
Really, you should take note of it fast
If not, I'll make him notice me
He knows it's peak
Last one with no mask on
Then he will know it's me, chose this street
Chose this path alone, it's deep
Alone, in dark, I know he's weak
Knows me, darg, he knows I'm greaze
I do my job
Do you do yours or phone police?
OK, reload then
Another sixteen cuh he goes in
Didn't know that, you didn't know facts
Like the way grime started in East, oh yeah
I'll bring it back, status of rap
The name's Mic Ty, the beasts know him

[Outro]
Oi, we're moving, Why Not?