JME - 2008 Myspace Freestyle lyrics

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JME - 2008 Myspace Freestyle lyrics

[Intro] This is the best tune in the whole world It has come to my attention that I've acquired a few haters, a few impersonators and a few bootleggers but I don't give a...shut up everybody. Jme [Freestyle] Keep hating me because the man at HMV knows Jme I said 'mixtape, mixtape, mixtape' Yeah you know what I'm talking about, I'm a pisstake I put out four per annum While you stay home and watch channel You watch I'll drop t-shirts and I'm using them to promote my boys and my bro' Also known as Boy Better Know Don't know why I told you, you already know You know them way, you can get fake T's off eBay Let me explain, Girl Better Blow, Girl Better Show, Girl Better Know, they're all fake Boy Better Know, if you got them T-shirts right there, you're on your own I do a lot like ACME My brain is like an everything factory I don't beef or clash with anyone I'm cool so everyone backs me Sometimes people try to verbally attack me I spot them like lyrical acne Then I warrior charge like Scratchy Yeyeyeyeyeyoyoyoyo I've got a low battery I don't care, my bars are catchy Badman in London like Apache Badman in Napah, jump off the plane, jump in the taxi Yasoo, rudeboy take me to Napah, Creeks and Daxi You don't know the MySpace, shut up Ah, everyone's girlfriend stinks and Halo 3 is sh**, big up the Gears of War mandem The industry is not cut-throat Just bare idiots looking at my phone Fake baders in furry coats And award ceremonies with fake votes Labels take your career for a joke Sit at the top, have a drink, have a smoke You don't need to sign to no idiot labels Slap them, make them read what you wrote They're putting out some idiot bands Solo artists with no fans Saying a lot about marketing plans These stupid little idiot labels still don't know about Meridian man Big H, Bossman, Pres T, Dan Signing next man for ninety grand While these man got the whole scene in their hand Bootleg T-shirts make me laugh If you want a T-shirt bruv just ask If I see any more Boy Better garms I'll put on my V for Vendetta mask And come for your shop and start wrapping up fast Girl Better Know ain't in my cla** What, you think I make T-shirts for these little stupid [?] with no a** What you wearing that T-shirt for? Tramp, you can get three for a score At Wembley Market you can get four Some people in Girl Better Blow T-shirts want a picture but I'm too raw Sorry, no your T-shirt's poor Why are you wearing Girl Better Blow when everybody knows you don't get sore Slapped in your boat like boat like Boom-Shakalak Make money from me, don't try that Nobody except Jme can spit on a beat with no high hats Just strings and a kick and a ba** and a clap You can never do this bruv, why's that Because your breath stinks, get Tic Tacs Bredrin here's a pound, go buy a pack Promoters try to chief us up When they talk about P I bus' up Can't book Skepta, Maximum and Jme for a G, shut up When us man and Wiley buck up, you'e seen the stage shows we block up Don't forget Frisco bruv, you can't afford us man so, shut up