[Verse 1: Upfront MC]

Yo, far from fate bringing bars hard to break

Start to take the piss end up in lava mate

I spark a flame each time I speak

The key I can't contain

I got a love for the music, half of my heart's in flames

I'm putting fire to beats, burning like cars that race

A couple seconds ahead, each time we pass the gates

Your glass is waste so

My flows are flavoursome, yours are half the taste

Better fasten your pace or pass away

Cause you talk shit like an anus with lips ya false prick

Not at all sick, sucking on dick leaving man's balls licked

All of this for the fame, but it ain't come and go

The blokes are with the thin aim, better stay sucking

Thinks running through the blazes we coming

Spray something leave the stage burning like it ain't nothing but face numbing

Most know my flows so heavy I break clubbing

Lace a track is a beautiful thing like grey budding

[Scratches]

Who's not for rocking the mic

Sacrifice blazing on stage is a sight

All the weak styles I sever

Flow like the breeze with ease of seven seas

[Verse 2: Hi Res]

You chat shit like the daily mail

Your bars are insanely frail

Collab on the beat? I wouldn't do it if you paid me well

Your voice is more annoying than the sound when a baby yells

Getting on my nerves like the rainy spells in daily girls

In the place we dwell, where I like to sit and blaze an L

Chill 'till Friday, go out and start raising hell

Teaching you a lesson like a fable tell

And if you ever get signed I'll sit back and watch your label fail

You spit lyrics, but they won't ever level with mine

I'll drop a paralysing line that can sever your spine

You be paranoid on the street checking behind

Beat usher better wharf trynna' meddle with times

And don't take the wrong half when we checking the signs

Don't try it with us, you need to better your rhyme

Threw in your life you be wasting like ketamine lights

And It's a small world, you take about a second to fight

[Scratches]

Who's not for rocking the mic

Sacrifice blazing on stage is a sight

All the weak styles I sever

Flow like the breeze with ease of seven seas

[Verse 3: PT]

You chat shit like a man with ass lips you sad prick

Not a tad sick, sucking on dick leaving man's nads licked

All of this for the fame, but it ain't happening

No way, step away from the stage vacate all this thus

Know your acts will come with me to the bar and leave it ripped up

I don't even care who you are, you're just a thick fuck

Thinking you can get on our path, there's better chance in having sex with a bird then giving birth to a head with a branch

You're miniature with infinitely dodge

You gotta twist it if you switchin' our stance

No way could you conflict when you spit typical bars

Type to leave the hype disease

Then everybody involved can get your ass

Subliminal par

Every time you spitting your bar

Fuck with me, I link your ex and stick my dick in your past

And sit in the yard, laughing like I tickled ya raw

Far from middle class, grimey like we live in the park

[Scratches]

Who's not for rocking the mic

Sacrifice blazing on stage is a sight

All the weak styles I sever

Flow like the breeze with ease of seven seas