[Verse]

Certain DJs kiss arse so much

But why? Wipe the shit off your lips, look

Comparing just-comes to legends

But really, why you influencing?

You see, Chipmunk's still not having any

Rep for myself till I'm dead and buried

Come on, how many spitters are on me?

Can't be that special if you're one of many, look

And this scene just feels like crabs in a barrel

So when I spray, I spray shells, there ain't no crabs in my barrel

I've gone past caring who the best MC is

Passion back, I can't stop MCing

Last year, I made man stop MCing

Between us spitters

We all know who can snap and who goes in

But you can pop back up and get hits

Cuh the net's got a memory span of a fish and

I've got no more space

In my MC cemetery

So forgive me if I

Kill off an MC that I've killed off already

Look, I am not like these youts, no

I will not lie for views

No propaganda, just bars

Man ain't got time for staging moves

Still the one that everyone prees

Just goals, working on me

Emails, joint album? Don't lie

Not from anybody on my team, 'llow it

Lethal with it, I'm the "pow" in "powers"

Last year, I lost my bearings

Now I'm rolling Baauers

Late nights, putting in hours

I'm getting sick of addressing man testing

But some man don't know when to 'llow it

You could be a badman for your whole life

And still be a dickhead in about six hours

Love and hate my culture, fam

Bare MCs tryna vulture man

Garage v. grime at a Culture Clash

I'm like why? Same fucking culture, fam

"Chip, why do you love to clash?"

I'm like nah, that's part of the culture, fam

I'm assisting bringing my culture back

Plus, if I don't, you won't defend my brand

So I'm my only hero

Counting on my niggas only got me zero

I brang my man, man didn't bring me

Won't forget how certain man did me

These niggas remind me of me as a kid

They get signed and start thinking they boasy

Cash Motto, pay as you go, G

Dem fassyhole, deh nuh know we

You dun know, I pray to God and he hears

Prayed for Ice to return and he's here

Devils are on me, you think that I care?

Spray over here, spray over there

Knew if I mentally start again

Bare MCs would start again

They're like "Chip, how you feel about my man?"

I'm like "boy, same way as Charlemagne"

Other night Mario, rhymes from the can like bro

How comes my man's all up in my man's vid?

Code talk, you know who my man is

I was like "Mario, things have changed

Look, these days, don't know who my man is"

Yeah, it's a brand new era and ting

So look, if the cap fits, that's your wig

This ain't no card game, you little pricks

Think you can snap like me

And you think it's all good

Till I snap on you and your clique

Like look, if man go bananas, you'll split, Dasheen

You ain't reaching the realms I hit, blud

Cuzzy, I'm, cuzzy, I'm Chipmunk

You ain't gotta back me, are you sick, bruh?

I got Chip like a spliff does

I fill up a page and a Rizla

Sundays, bumping sizzler

I be like dry cry, even tears

Even my heart cries, but who cares?

Been through dark times, still here

Now I got a dark side if you dare

Bars hard to digest like steak when I'm here

Still get served, blood, medium rare

Cuh I know you man

You know my ting, me nuh like you man

I'm one MC but I'm too bad

Take on three MCs, coming four man

You'll get peppered

And eff a punchline anyway

I can punch like any day

Niggas don't like me, I don't like niggas

Well, that's that then anyways