Set ’Em Straight

Always, my comment section's mad
They wanna, come and get the man
They wanna, come and set me back
For some guys, drugging up's their plan

But it never works, they just do worse
I cover every angle, you can call me Kurt
Said you were better, you weren't, you got burnt
But fuck them, they're not bad

Cause, all I see is this
Thick pricks, chatting shit, thinking they're big
How can all these pussies
Be acting like dicks

Hating, but you know you'll still hit play
Amazing, how these pricks don't think straight
You sad pricks, can say I'm shit
Just saying, did you hear the fourth mixtape?

Ermmm, nope
You lot are on a slippery slope
From where you can't cope, to having no hope
Every time I win, I'm feeling so dope
These pricks don't know though, I've gone rogue bro
Talking like a bad man, but you're not road though
Hit 'em with a low blow, feeling so cold
Man's about to make 'em pop, like coco
Oh no, they don't know, I've gone loco
My flow's cold, a challenge is a no-no
Ups and downs like a yo-yo, pogo
Say it in slow-mo, you might catch a promo
Mate you have no road, and no flow
So bro, it's time you go bro
If you want close up action, like a GoPro
Then give me a ring, just like Frodo

So now these pricks have stepped away
They've left the game, when I'm dead one day
I don't think they'll forget my name
Fuck them pricks, I'll set 'em straight

Man's feeling delirious
Everyone is hearing this
Everyone is fearing this
But nobody is bringing it
I'm the fucking king at this
Getting all those minutes in
You pricks are oblivious
I'm the one with resilience

Been in the game, for a long, long time
We've got to 5, now I've lost my mind
Killed multiple MC's, since I got to grime
None of these pricks are qualified
Killing them off, call that homicide
My bars have toxified, they're horrified
They can't stop my rhymes, they can't top my rhymes
There's no challenge, man I'm not occupied

Smack them twats, they're not on my level
Chatting crap, what, you wanna medal
A fact's a fact, you forgot I'm a rebel
Man oh man, I'm at the top and I'm settled

I'm staying here, let me make that clear
All these pricks are getting laced with fear
Don't pretend, that I will end
One day, one year, the day ain't near

Have you got the time to fight
Cause once I arrive, you won't survive the strife
So take my advice, your life might apply
An eye for an eye, if I die, you die, to my surprise

He's gone done a runner
I'm feeling dark, I'm done with the colour
These little pricks are getting flunged in the gutter
You stay, or quit, it's one or the other

Don't make excuses, for each defeat
They become a nuisance, cause it's me to beat
They're losing, no-one is leading me
They're shooting, they don't want me to breathe

That fire, means you all go shook
I'm a pro, I'm through with those rooks
All these twats, say I'm shit at rap
But who's the one, who has the studio booked.......