Lord of the Mics

[Verse 1: Jammer]
It's the Murkle Man, I'm back with a bang
Lord of the Mics is back with a bang
I do grime, do it all the time
Used to sell CDs out the back of the van
Back with a bang
Lord of the Mics is back with a bang
I do grime, do it all the time
Used to sell CDs out the back of the van
Like blam
Boy Better Know, yeah, that's my fam
Man ah go curry goat, mutton and lamb
Man ah go ackee saltfish and yam
Tell an MC don't jump out of your pram
Man can't manage me like Sam
Girl better know, all day, buff gang
Lord of the Mics, that bus fare man
Girls say that I'm buff when I speak in slang

[Verse 2: Sox]
0121, say nada
I feel to change my name from Sox
And re-market myself OG Swagga
Like MT, man are big inna di manor
You man can't tell me jack shalla
Been going in this year, ask Tasha
Might fly thingys, bareback Hannah
And still clap thingys when I land yalla

[Verse 3: Lay-Z]
I'm lyrically better, yeah I'm lyrically who?
Lyrically better than lyrically you
Besides, you know that I'm lyrically better
Yeah I'm lyrically better, yeah it's lyrically true
Lyrically, you don't know what to lyrically do
Lyrical, you might need a lyrical clue
Bring anyone cuh I will lyrically take two
Cause your bars are shit, yeah, they're lyrically poo

[Verse 4: D-Power]
Run up with my new 16
Lyrics dem ah fly like an M16
Told that yout "you can't take out Diesle"
Now him ah go dead inna di music scene cause
Run up with my new 16
Lyrics dem ah fly like an M16
Told that yout "you can't take out Diesle"
Now him ah go dead inna di music scene cause

[Verse 5: Desperado]
If man don't feel you, come out the room
Come out the room, come out the room
If man don't feel you, come out the room
Come out the room, come out the room
If I don't feel you, come out the room
Come out the room, come out the room
OG'z don't feel you, come out the room
Come out the room, come out the room

[Verse 6: Tre Mission]
You'll be like, argh, help
I'll be like "park up, pussy"
You don't want beef, don't start up, pussy
Spray the whole whip when you park up, pussy
You'll be like, argh, help
I'll be like "park up, pussy"
You don't want beef, don't start up, pussy
Spray the whole whip when you park up, pussy

[Verse 7: Kozzie]
Now, everything they just said on the camera
I told you, the cameraman don't believe you
1, 2, 3, 4 lies that you said
Is 1, 2, 3, 4 knives in your head
Say my name in the wrong context
I ain't into the joke or banter
Shatter your face, leave you screaming "dench"
I'll go blind when I see red

[Verse 8: Wariko]
I got bars that'll lick down people
Bars that'll lick down man like vehicle
Whenever you're ready, you will get it in a plate
Straight mate, pudding and treacle
I got bars that'll lick down people
Bars that'll lick down man like vehicle
Whenever you're ready, you will get it in a plate
Straight mate, pudding and treacle

[Verse 9: J1]
If he keeps hyping, I'm gonna slap this boy
Round of applause, I might clap this boy
You ain't ready, you better practice, boy
For dinner, I might just have this boy
You're a waste, you ain't match fit, boy
Won three in a row, that's a hat-trick, boy
Lyrically put you in a casket, boy
I'll see you on Twitter and @ this boy

[Verse 10: Merky ACE]
You jump onstage and can't get no wheel
I don't even know how that feels
Think that you're bad cause you got a little whip?
Beep, smash man's head off the wheel
Beep, smash man's head off the wheel
I done so much work last year
I will take any MC for roadkill
When I roll by five man deep, FT

[Verse 11: Jendor]
Go home
That's what I tell a boy straight, go home
After I drop 28 shots in the side of the Merc
They won't have no dome
So, so, so, that's right
That's what I tell a boy straight, that's right
After I drop 28 shots in the side of the Merc
They won't feel alright

[Verse 12: Tez Kidd]
Ayy, I spit my bars well
Guy must be daft if a guy can't tell
I scare the shit out of these MCs
Turn a black guy white like Vybz Kartel
Ayy, I spit my bars well
Guy must be daft if a guy can't tell
I scare the shit out of these MCs
Turn a black guy white like Vybz Kartel

[Verse 13: Rival]
Talk with the greasiest speech
Got a hunger for grime so I'm eating these beats
I'm a beast
You see, on Monday to Sunday MCs
Leaving em' week
They had a nerve, god damn nerve
Industry, they tried sleeping on me
So I yanked that pillow, pulled back the covers
Woke it up and started beating the scene

[Verse 14: Jammin]
I do grime
Can't nobody tell me nuttin'
I be doing this shit til I die
So I beg a boy say something
So I beg a boy try diss me
Lord of the Mics, kill anyone against me
Haters hate but I show no envy
Ain't on my level, so I don't watch face
What they gonna say when I pull up in the M3?

[Verse 15: Hypes]
Ana nuttin'
Likkle yout try hype up, ana nuttin'
See me deya, pick the mic up, ana nuttin'
Man talk, get line up, ana nuttin'
Act bad, tryna try bluff inna war
Man stand tall and rise up, ana nuttin'
Said I might haffi buck, ana nuttin'
And you seem like you guys shook, ana nuttin'

[Verse 16: Clipson]
They wanna know why this yout ain't blown
Why he ain't leveling with this flow
When I write sick ones, big ones
When I hear grime, know I'm involved
Mind and soul, that's what I give them
Intent at being the best with an ink pen
Don't pay attention to the haters
Cause I know that they won't gas if I link them

[Verse 17: Jammer]
Pass over the mic
And let's see who's the Lord of the Mic
Pass over the mic
And let's see who's the Lord of the Mic
Pass over the mic
And let's see who's the Lord of the Mic
Spit a 16 bar, hot like tar
Man will see who is the Lord of the Mic