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And it’s LOTM

Lord of the Mics

Big up Skeppy on production

Mucky

Man are on grime all bright and early

Ride out, buss a man’s head like Ferdi

None of your Gs round you ain’t certi

Trust‚ I’m a big man but I’m not thirty

And I might catch an MC on the curby

Man’s in the whip like skrrry skrrry

Cook man‚ bun an MC like turkey

None of them man can’t stop my journey

It’s‚ it’s Jafro

I’m like it’s, it’s Jafro

I’m the best from the left to the right

I’m the best from the front to the back row

And again, it’s Jafro

I’m like it’s‚ it’s Jafro

I’m the best from the left to the right

I’m the best from the front to the back row

You know I do dirt on the roads

Clart man down with a pole (kooong, kooong)

Clart man down with a pole (ergh)

Clart man down in the car

You know I do dirt on the roads

Clart man down with a pole (kooong, kooong)

Clart man down with a pole (ergh)

Clart man down in the car

Yeah‚ no dramas

I dish the Ls, never took no karma

Man wanna try send shots at Tommy

Unaware that I spit more than a llama

Bars on bars on bars, I’m the barrer

Bars on bars on bars, I’m the barrer

I was fifteen doing packet and lager

Now I’m nineteen and my brain moves faster

Man just got paid

Man just got paid

Man just got paid

Man want E&J with lemonade

Man just got paid

Man just got paid

Man just got paid

Man want E&J with lemonade

Don’t ask where I’m from

I’m from Bristol City

Man are from Bris like Aggi is, Bris like Roni is

Bristol just like Tricky

Wherever I go, stay letting 'em know

So man ah show love in Bristol City

Man ah rep B-R to the I-S

So when I’m on set, I’ve got Bristol with me

And it’s Raw from the borough

Get banged up, get bored in the borough

Your wifey might get drawed in the borough

What, blood? You think you’re safe on the ends?

But the truth is you ain’t sure in the borough

So you don’t want war in the borough

Not just Raw, there’s more in the borough

Trust me, it’s a phone call in the borough

Huh? It’s Birmingham Tan

What’s that? It’s Birmingham Tan

Man step through with the mandem dressed in black

Pull gyal with Birmingham swag

Tell a man do one, it’s straight 0121

Now that Birmingham’s back

Man wanna mention my name on a verse

I’ll leng man down with Birmingham rap

Tell man what? Tell man what?

You told your bredrin you’re gonna tell man what?

You say that you’re gonna do man what?

Till I stand in your face like «what?»

I said tell man what? What’d you mean, what? What?

Nuh mek me go draw for the what?

Manna will duppy a brudda if he says «what?»

So the likkle brudda better not say «what?»

Bars, big soundboy’s in charge

Wicked and me wild and me ready fi di war

Hmm, just know me ah go tek it all

Me ah di new generation grime leader

Hmm, a wah do dem bwoy, my lord?

None of dem work hard, my lord

Dem ah try copy but me have

The authentic original styley, my lord

Man are like whole of my lyrics dem are good

Man wanna war with the lyrics in my book

Can’t do that when I hit him with the hook

Man’s got flows and a min and a jook, yo

Whole of my lyrics dem are bloodclart good again

War with the lyrics in my bloodclart book again

You can’t do that, hit him with the book again

I’ve got flows and a min and a jook again

Freedom of Speech, Freedom of Speech

I’ll say what I want, yeah, I’m Freedom of Speech

Yeah, I’ll say what I like when I like, that is right

Pass the mic, step aside- that’ll teach

Freedom of Speech, Freedom of Speech

And I’ll say what I like, yeah, I’m Freedom of Speech

Who is it? Who is it? Freedom of Speech

I’ll say what I want, yeah, I’m Freedom of Speech

It’s D-I-A

Man get gassed when they see my face

Way back then, these mandem didn’t wanna know me

Now I kill beats like Dave

Man wanna clash? They’ll D-I-E

Ain’t gonna stop till I see my grave

Trust me, the scene my name

Man know about D-I-A, yeah

I’m a normal guy

Normal, living a normal life

I had a girlfriend, nuttin' too flash

That’s why I called her a normal wife

When I fight, we can have a normal fight

If you and I bring the normal knife

Nowadays, twenty years is a normal life

So just be cool, live a normal life

He thought 'cause he was from down south

He could take flows from man up north

That’s when tings went down like south

Cuh man hotted you up like north

And now your views are put down like south

And you got spun by a man from north

I’ll tell your mum go down like south

And that bitch can’t come back up like north

R-double-E-C-E West, West

Raised in North, not West

That’s R-double-E-C-E West, West

Back and this one’s fresh

That’s R-double-E-C-E West, West

Raised in North, not West

That’s R-double-E-C-E West, West

Back and this one’s fresh, that’s

What you know? Big boy bars

When I run up in the dance, I’m killing it, darg

Then a man’ll know that I’m hard, I’m too fast

Pin a bredda down in the track, I’m too sharp

Man’ll run up on the riddim, I’ll kill 'em and then they’re hurting

Hit 'em with the riddim, they know my ting’s certain (ting's certi)

Yo, boss, can you cut out the beat? (cut it off)

Cuh I don’t want the beat like a virgin

See, I am grime, raised on grime

Everyday grime, bloodtype grime

Eat, sleep, repeat, grime

Dem boy dere, they ain’t grime

See, I am grime, raised on grime

Everyday grime, bloodtype grime

Eat, sleep, repeat, grime

Dem boy dere, they ain’t grime

Yeah, I’m a lord of the mic

Listen up when a man’s talking, alright?

'Cause I’m ahead like under your foreskin, I might

Ignite the Einstein in your thoughts when I write

I don’t even write these bars down

So best pipe down or I’m forcing a knife in

To the right side of the thoughts in your mind

'Cause the force in my eyes ain’t fraudulent, I’m Gen

Yeah

Lord of the, Lord of the

And it’s Lord of the Mics

All Star Riddim