Linguistics - No Cuts lyrics

[Intro & Instrumental] Relentless, No Cuts Just straight through, Linguistics and Charlie P Haha, let's see how this goes man... One-two [Verse] If Jess drifts the high-planes, I drift the low Where not even the crows can feel the wind blow I'll explode with flows, I'm so potent - Motion Produced enough power to shift the whole ocean A pissed spokesman, sipping on a bag of beer Middle-cla** parents, pissed, no manners here I'll slap you so hard, you'll face-plant the stratosphere Fact I fear no one, mind's lost beyond repair I'm pissed off, lighting up a cigarette Reminiscing arguments with my missus that I regret And did that really need to happen, did she mean it? Couple of good friends lost, turned bulimic I've seen it, dreams get crushed and [?] bleeding Breathing in deep, feel my lungs bleeding And day ends, night turns to evening I'm done with sleeping, it's my time for eating [Chorus] It's those relentless bars, it's like No Cuts It's just those relentless bars, it's like No Cuts Those relentless bars, it's like No Cuts [Verse] I could be stressed out, head fuelled, thinking of my next move d**h's due gimme one chance, I will let loose [next truths?] are infused in these tunes, and get moved black rifts on streets we walk through I've done the MDMA, loved up asleep when that sun's up, come down, kicking in that fun's up Feeling like anyone could piss me off with one touch That cold sweat running down my face, this is long bruv First words ever, knew what would come That [?] like document one Rappers acting up are acting bad and tough and holding banger's up But their plans weren't effective, I'm a dragon, puff Feeling like i'm dreaming not believing What i'm seeing, is it me or is this whole world backing up? I got a feeling that reason we're all here, is that People all believing the bullsh** they're feeling [Chorus] It's those relentless bars, it's like No Cuts Relentless bars, it's no cuts [Verse] Relentless bars Back again, right I am the Antichrist, cut my pie barely half a slice Mini-[?] are on the tracks I magnify They got a fat bag [of breeze?], crowd came to see me I'll spit a line so fat the impact could snap trees Invading your brain like it's nothing, long I'm puffing on a cigarette 'cos weed smoke leaves me feeling f**ing monged And I can't be living like that I got sh** to do Like leaving other MC's rhyme structures split in two., Probably popping the prettiest pills Making my pupils puffed up, I'm properly ill And there ain't much that school's ever taught us Apart from being forced to write word after word on boards, it's good torture, rhyming my thoughts up Ever since I heard Jess talk about an alcoholic author I sit down and write some sh** that depicts me Like all music, but hip-hop just grips me Mesmerise the crowd with some sick speech, quick league and this beat What I wanna do until I'm 6 feet, deep in the ground with the worms and the insects I'll come back 7 years later No name no shame, no levels on my brain Just a bunch of f**ing sh** I seem to spill out on a page Physically or lyrically to me it's all the same I'll whip you quick than [?], sniff a line of c**aine Rip up the page, rip up the stage I'm crazy like when Michael Myers first picked up his blade I'm nice, you've earned your right in my own cipher If the right is time, I mean the time is right, who told you could drop the mic? I'll drop a bomb on you, blow you up like dynamite Weed's f**ed my memory it's like I got alzheimer's, right? I'm like a virus, I'm just hiding in your sinus [?] lightning strike, burn you up like cyanide You may hate me Haha, relentless