Lyrics

[Intro] Montana, Hannah- Sort it out yeah? Lord of the Mics cuz' Ay you're not gonna like me today y'know [Verse] I used to like MCs I will lyrically knife MCs But I arrest these hype MCs Heard your name and was like "Wait hold on, Freeze" "That's not even a clash my G" Bring your city to its knees Pipe down please I'm a little bit of Ghetts Don't bring your Rude Kid to me Look who it is Mr Suck-Batty-and-Cheese Chatting shit all week And don't piss me off or I'll make you bleed It's that time of the month indeed Man [?] [?] You better buckle them seats Who's the lord of the mic you fucking neeks? Hold that skeng to your cheek Here's a question, ask this question You're only here because Jam man knows your bredrin Draw my ting when I go out to skeng them Your funeral is pending I could've left your city but it's cool I left him Donald Trump when I put my finger on the button and pressed him It's not skeng, it's SKENG TEN Suck your girl you beg friend Fuck it, rudeboy I'll kick the food straight out of your stomach What did he eat? It's looking like a whole lot of kebab and a whole lot of chicken nuggets You're getting merked on the camera you fucking muppet This bar's old up, even R Kelly wouldn't touch it Your hairline is busted (pussy) I could've played PS4 Instead I've gotta remix Tana's jaw Pussy say no more If I was you I wouldn't wear that coat indoors Treat this clash like Saw Jammer I've gotta say sorry right now cos' After the clash, somebody gotta clean these floors I can see you've lost weight How much cake have them man ate? Taking an eighth with your uncle's neighbour Now man wanna come around like "Hey!" Got these MC's in my scope from day Aim from a mile away Splinter Cell when I Tom Clancy his fade I blocked man on my Instagram Fuck your insta gang I've been waiting to drop this wave on land You chat shit, get banged Thomas, that's your name right Thomas? Lord of the Mics get framed by Thomas I'm gonna rip your soul out Thomas Thomas the tank I'll train up Thomas Fuck Hannah Montana I'll shake up Thomas Devilman, I'll put the pain on Thomas Stop it, man don't even want it I just love those pockets I'm on it You're drunk off gin and tonic Don't let me call for the gin and leave man horrid It's peak when I'm moving offish It gets peak when I'm moving moving- Man said basic So I'm gonna go to the grave shift [?] don't rate it, hate it Wonder how many bars got wasted The camera man is faded, faced it Tana don't wanna clash he'll, lean & bop and harlem shake it My G's dead, I can see that your Mum's on grave shift Fuck your grime scene playlist, play this On a lighter note, fuck anybody that's [?] Bad man where [?] Birmingham hammers I can't wait to see your face just so I can teach you Birmingham manners Seen so many videos online, my guy you can suck You Birmingham slaggers Hey you dickhead rappers Hey you wasteman clangers Bunch of joke men are a whole lotta Michael Dappah's Man's not even hot but I can tell when he looks like Jammer That ego look bang up, hang up You likkle stupid yout Man's not 30, I spit that 32 So I clash niggas better than you I clash niggas better than you [Outro] What? Tana, yeah?