Freestyle

Lyrics

[Intro] Mic to the wot, wot, wot? Oi, we're moving, you know? Why Not? Yo [Verse] On mic, everyting good, kosher, kosher Mic Ty from the East, yeah, we know the culture I'm colder, colder, on my head for the bread Pop up like a loaded toaster Wait, hold up, hold up On my ends, no soldier, soldier But alie, on job, got shop and it's all for that Coca-Cola See me? I'm old school like Motorola I'm old school like Motorola See four bally youts in the motor roll up To rap and in this trap, ain't nuttin' whipping Mumzy's kitchen, scrub your dishes Leave man in a fucked position When you're on mic, ain't nuttin' whip it Enough of gimmicks, go and hit a subject, innit? I've always been tighter than tight See hypers that hype strikers online Some shooters internet But they ain't on pitch, ain't on shit Never seen shoot into nets Fuck your router, nah, straight disconnect Where's your food, you mug? Straight disconnect Fam, you wanna spit again? Them died from long time, they were living dead Show your face on set? Disrespect Worst nightmare, make you piss your bed Out of date, breath and out of death Mic Ty will tie my cord round your neck Go a round with I, you ain't standing next Mountain-high? You ain't down to trek When I shell off, best you bring out the best We'll take head offs, ain't built that in yet, yet [Chorus] See, it's Mic to the Ty Man gives off the grimiest vibes When I'm writing these rhymes, it's live and it's hype Go straight to your head like the whitest of lines, lines See, it's Mic to the Ty Man gives off the grimiest vibes When I'm writing these rhymes, it's live and it's hype Go straight to your head like the whitest of lines, lines [Verse 2] And it must be told Ain't gonna lie, man, I love it loads I'm just getting my bread up, we touching loafs [?] gone, I'm coming home Might see me in Greengate with a few team mates Yeah, let's go now They replaced the pub with a Tesco now It's still a place where the mess goes down Down, MicTy will dead your sound Don't wow, you see him as a threat, no doubt Let's see how long the best holds out Breathing down his neck for a while Name's MicTy, got a next profile Come against me? Need Jesus, bro Yeah, yeah, your team is jokes You've got no chance just like England's hopes See, they heard the latest dub Play it in the club, they'll be jumping about I'll drop man or it's mad, go hammer than H•A•M They'll be jumping I bring the new style out to make you wile out and They'll be jumping Oi, yo [Verse 3] How comes Mic is going in dark? Going in hard, I be showing 'em bars No, man, they can't, I be blowing his clart I'm from the East End, know where we are Fuck your smart talk, I'ma star war And my stick does not glow in the dark You're pissed, G, fear me, hear me clearly Really, you should take note of it fast If not, I'll make him notice me He knows it's peak Last one with no mask on Then he will know it's me, chose this street Chose this path alone, it's deep Alone, in dark, I know he's weak Knows me, darg, he knows I'm greaze I do my job Do you do yours or phone police? OK, reload then Another sixteen cuh he goes in Didn't know that, you didn't know facts Like the way grime started in East, oh yeah I'll bring it back, status of rap The name's Mic Ty, the beasts know him [Outro] Oi, we're moving, Why Not?