Songer - Bl@ackbox S12 Ep.42

I’ll kick a man’s head in
With wood and some lead in
Cause a pen and pencil is my weapon
These creps I step in
Have the name and number of bangs you’re getting
95 bars later and your sweating
With thoughts of things you’re regretting
Are you forgetting that you are a cretin
And addicted to snow like a man that likes sledding
So get on my setting
Give a G rum and a man is wedding
That’s a complex bar, man I’ll give you a second
Second over so now
Back to the telling as to why I am a legend
I stick to paper like cannabis resin
Rep where I am from
Til my eyes have got red in
My rizzla’s got ched in
And I smoke till I hit the moon I’m treading
It’s 5 to 1, no betting
And I’m with a girl playing hard to get
But she’s got a pool in her pants
But a sign that says no petting
But it didn’t take long now the pools her bedding
And now she’s yelling
And she’s got a boy
But I’ll tell him I fell in
And I don’t give a fuck if I fucking upset him

I’ll hop on a track and boss the tune
Get man gassed like a nos balloon
On my plate I got lots of food
Let me concentrate and squash the yute

I’ll hop on a track and boss the tune
Get man gassed like a nos balloon
On my plate I got lots of food
Let me concentrate and squash the yute

Oh see posh kid’s got bars
Yeah but I’m in mosh pits in yards
I won’t swing for a pagan’s jaw
I’ll spit till it drops and splits in half
All over the floor like bits of glass
All cause the mic got gripped with palms
And when man’s stressed put on the drums and bass drop shit then dance
And I ain’t lying G
Everybody knows that man’s got the moves
And this ain’t come dine with me
But I payed my guy 1 grand for the food
So come get high with me
But we can’t have to many man on the zoot
I’ll set the room on fire G
You can just sit there and get high on the fumes
Bars and flows, I’m cold
Bust moves like jagger when I’m Rolling Stoned
And if I’m out of weed
I’m taking a box like voting polls
I end on top but start at dead ends
Always deliver with bars
I’m fedex
Not got bare subscribers
But they wanna stay subbed like Carlos Tevez
My bars are outside the box like free kicks
And outside the box like worn creps
So they looking at me like he’s sick
And they looking at you like your wet
They’re outside the box like me after this
Be hard to diss because you can’t resist these bars
Gonna reach my goal and these bars assist
Because these bars are nuts and these bars are mad man
Make a shy kid run like a mad man
My ends aren’t rough or hood
But trust me fam on the mic I’m a badman
If your hating the kid or you’re taking the mick
Taking the mic I’m taking my pick
Been a lot time since I whiteyed
But man this bud is making me sick
Put skunk in grinder then take your girl and bump and grind her
She don’t love you no more she’s in love with the drunken rhymer
And I ask your girl what her favourite song was
She said it ends in a ER
And I asked your boy whats his opinion on songer was
He got lyrics and he’s hard

Bang, it’s songer
Posh songs, dun know
Big up Reading
Yo
Big up Blackbox
Big up Loots

[PART 2]

Yo
It’s a deeper one
Big up everyone inside
Dun know

Yo

I’m only seventeen man
Not even on chapter 4
But it feels like there isn’t a thought that I haven’t thought
So I’m gonna have to pause

REST COMING SOON