I don't make songs for the dorks and the dweebs
I don't want work if you talk with police
You ain't gotta care if my man's a snitch
But where I come from that's important to me
Brudda you ain't better than Scorch in your dreams
I will spin an MC when I talk in my sleep
Ain't on my level 'bout Scorch can't compete
Tell a man catch up my talk of the street
Man know me for comebacks
Man know me for doing things that you regret and then run back
Everything compact
Ever boy ever man contact
Bare tekkez we're on that
They're on the net, we ain't on that
Can't be on there hearing bare strong chat
Manna inside on the laptop
Chatting about man are outside we ain't on that fuck sake
Everyday I get cussed by a cupcake
You man must find it some kind of fun game
Going on weird 'for I stuck in a one lane
Better than who brudda come again
Yea one again get spun again
Him spun again everything get done again
Big hurricane get boy der another name
Every ting got fun again
I show man how to stand for something
I buss mic I don't make plans or nothing
Big ups sincere mans actions cuzzin
Show man about music and had the hustle
I weren't thinking big enough
Like I ain't did enough
Stuck in my own way like I don't give a fuck
Riding a mic come in like riding a bike
How I dissapear come back I just pick it up
I was born to do this
Freestyle better than all your music
I don't care if a mans balling stupid
I don't want work with a poor producer
Life thorugh me weed that's shakey charges
I can't make songs with a snakey artist
You don't see man cutting shapes in parties
Same way it's all part of the game regardless
Brudda ups and the downs, downs and the ups
Doing road part time counting my luck
I ain't one of these bruddas out in the clubs
I been in a bludclart mic room for months
Brudda who you tryna confuse like man a dunst
I went out on big darg yea my mans a pup
Must have done too many lines in the pub
On the other side I'm providing the grub
I've saved this portion for later and that's all for today
I think take it easy I'm more get away
These pricks couldn't lay no salt on my name
It's Friday and I'm on my fourth aeroplane
This stress could have been misled
I've been risky assessed I've been piss tested
And this little **** a dickhead
I get big big bread and rake big cheques in
You caught a lie bro
Trust me you know and I know
Trust me we got you
They know hollow the psycho
Shees
Shaped like a lightbulb
Contagious straight impetigo
I'm gonna get her tonight though
We'll ee how tonight goes
Stamp in the law when we come through the door
They should, champion me more
They can't ingore this entrepeneur
I'm in the future phant making more
Childish, Mr. Mature
Had to lock that, just to be sure
We all get the same 24
Told you before that this all could be yours
Mr Couture
Rap connoisseur
Splash holy water just keep it pure
Straight down the line jump back down the score
It's a bit like Bruce Willis and Demi Moore
Expensive, mindful, mixed with demure
Wet pussy make kids buss premature
It's that smooth upstream with a boat with an oar
Got too close and got broke with a bore
Splash off that border like Mortal Kombat
I'm back like I'm Goro
I'm in the slums I'm selling black like an Oreo
I'm in a switch like a Frank with Euro
Pissed if we light up blicks in the air
How comes you're here you was just over there
Bitch had you lined up big premiere
Sampson Delilah trimed off your hair
Don't wanna hear about what's his face
And fuck all the **** in what's it's space
Ran out of gal got 3 bad tings I dunno if I got enough mattress space
24 hours I'm watching place
So don't ever think you can watch this plate
I'll boss it all across UK
You're just witnessing the top display
Ups and the downs, downs and the ups
Doing road part time counting my luck
I ain't one of these bruddas out in the clubs
I been in a bludclart mic room for months
Brudda who you tryna confuse like man a dunst
I went out on big darg yea my mans a pup
Must have done too many lines in the pub
On the other side I'm providing the grub

Writer(s): Scorcher.