[Intro]
(Ladies and gentlemen)
You don't wanna get lyrical
You don't wanna get, no, no
You don't wanna get lyrical
You don't wanna get, no, no
You don't wanna get lyrical
That flow you've got is
You don't wanna get lyrical
That flow you've got is typi-
[Chorus]
You don't wanna get lyrical
That flow you've got is typical
Push me to the pinnacle
And trust me, I'll get physical
From the hood, labelled a criminal
That gash you get is minimal
She said I'm nice, I'm edible
At raves, she skanks to the syllables
You don't wanna get lyrical
That flow you've got is typical
Push me to the pinnacle
And trust me, I'll get physical
From the hood, labelled a criminal
That gash you get is minimal
She said I'm nice, I'm edible
At raves, she skanks to the syllables
[Verse 1]
It's calm, it's cool, it's fine
But if a man cross that line
One bang, you'll lose track of time
Can't spit that flow, no, not like mine
Can't spit that flow, not like me
Kick back, cock back cool then squeeze
Take down shit MCs in threes
Come to your door, pass me the keys
Blud, don't act up, you're not gold
Some of these MCs feeling old
It's all facts, yeah, it's all known
What's that you're smoking? It's not crow
Nah, nah, nah, that can't run
Man take straight amm straight to the lungs
And like my zoot, yeah, you will get bun
It's not banter, it's not fun
Not the guy you wanna jump in the war with
When the four spin, I bet your mandem will forfeit
Don't force it, my flow's tight like a corset
Not balling so I graft in the morning
Not Gs, have no contact
In combat, back my comrade
You're not bad so blud, fall back
Said you'll ride but you won't do that
It's true, Tuckz will bring tools out
So tell your mandem best cool out
True say, man don't wanna fall out
Don't act round Tuckz, you'll get drawn out
[Chorus]
You don't wanna get lyrical
That flow you've got is typical
Push me to the pinnacle
And trust me, I'll get physical
From the hood, labelled a criminal
That gash you get is minimal
She said I'm nice, I'm edible
At raves, she skanks to the syllables
You don't wanna get lyrical
That flow you've got is typical
Push me to the pinnacle
And trust me, I'll get physical
From the hood, labelled a criminal
That gash you get is minimal
She said I'm nice, I'm edible
At raves, she skanks to the syllables
[Verse 2]
Not Gs, not cool, not mates
Don't like you, blud, you're fake
Not stalling, move at pace
You ain't got no dough like Pace
No way could I care for a race
Same way, still smash up the place
Snatching food, best say your grace
Not two, I'm first like ace
Moving recky, moving dumb
Moving cheeky, moving mum
She got breasts and she got bum
In the bed, that's where I made her cum
In the bed, yeah, that's where she came
T to the Z don't care 'bout fame
T to the Z don't care 'bout names
Hot head, so what? I still get blazed
We don't, we don't
We don't wanna follow them
We know that you ain't really
Got the bars so you just copy them
We don't, we don't
We don't wanna follow them
We know that you ain't really
Got the bars so you just copy them
Not like him, nah, not like Tuckz
Slip on the ends and you'll get bucked
Like your duvet, you'll get tucked
Clash you if you're moving nuts
Had you if you're moving sick
Come against T? You must be thick
Lick man in the headside with a brick
Like Titch, I'm crazy, might just flip
[Chorus]
You don't wanna get lyrical
That flow you've got is typical
Push me to the pinnacle
And trust me, I'll get physical
From the hood, labelled a criminal
That gash you get is minimal
She said I'm nice, I'm edible
At raves, she skanks to the syllables
You don't wanna get lyrical
That flow you've got is typical
Push me to the pinnacle
And trust me, I'll get physical
From the hood, labelled a criminal
That gash you get is minimal
She said I'm nice, I'm edible
At raves, she skanks to the syllables