Riz MC - Burban In The Booth lyrics

[Intro: Riz MC] Can you do me a favour bruv? Could you get the beat up in my headphones please? Yep, get it up a bit more please, in my headphones Yeah, wicked, alright, listen, okay [Verse 1: Riz MC] Listen up, listen Glov, kids and up, give us love Sick cause ya, click a buzz, in the light, yeah bruv Whether in cinemas or in the club spittin' fast In my element like -- in a skinhead bar Riz is not the type of spitter, to write a bit of sh** about the b**hes, ice and glitter I find it limiting, I'd rather print the bigger picture Them bars are boring like they only pouring pints of bitter Riz, I'm an actor but I'm realer than most Won battles and had the best choke, put fear in they throats Songs banned cause the lines are so bold I drop science and flow, so the album's called Microscope And it's rougher than the road to Guantanamo Switch like bricks on the latch that go from alcohol to powder nose Sniff up her lips, on the prowl for coke, but the dealer was shifty, sold him a load of panadol Rappers so fashion school, look like Timmy Mallet do Mallet you, push your pineapple till you Agadoo Battle you, serve you red rub, why? (Ha!) Cause you be layin' backwards as Malibu sh**'s ruthless like Trishner's abusers Manners are ill -- banks are too rich Troops dig deep in the Middle East, bruisin' for crude, lootin' black gold for blue chips But are you, as thin as a toothpick? Through two bricks and a few ticks, gets a few years We werent blinded by knobs like the -- resign, but hoes a bonus when the dude quits I got views, make political music, money and gun rappers are sayin' what Fox News is Get money and buy sh**, anybody who tries it should die Why are rappers so right-wing? Food for thought, do you avoid diet? I'm on the Wu-Tang tour so chew on my four tyres People confuse me for Rooney, no lie Think I'm the star from 3, but I mean 4 lions [Verse 2: Childish Gambino] Uh, girls text me after shows, I wanna call 'em all Got some goons to hold my money, must be ballin' hard Had a tour, I broke my foot, I had to brawl it off "I ain't heard nothin' yet, man, Gambino must've fallen off." Nah, never that, dawg, run it back Back to chillin' on Memorial and Harrison Mama, no more Arizona Jeans, that sh**'s embarrasin', I got a [?] jacket and me and my brother sharin' it Anythin' they hand us, minivans and bandannas That Wickes voucher stuntin', I think 'bout my cousin Every time I spit an ill verse, like that time we talked about which Power Ranger that we'd k** first, that sh** was so funny man, that sh** was no money Pyjamas and oatmeal, way you livin' is so real Need a Nobel prize, for them coke deals, I thought co-tell, right? Them boys you been f**in' with, now they busy beefin' cause they see you on some other sh**? Not to mention the government I ain't trynna see you on the first 48 Wonder if God hears when an atheist prays I don't know what to say, man that better change quick Women love to spit, love women who swallow you Makin' me, I won't woo when they mention your album I don't know what I should tell them: That we royalty? That they spoil me? Pretty girls on the gra** with some champagne, all I do is win and make Azealia's last name Is -- gonna go and make his own lane? Man, I hope so, sh** is so cut throat Brought a knife to a gun show, brought a gun to a bear fight Grizzly bear screams in my hair when I say "night." Cause I don't wanna make moves that they all regret, I just wanna make something that they all respect Go on, let 'em know woo