Lowkey - F64 Freestyle lyrics

Ay yo it's Poisonous, we're poised to bust So boisterous that boydem are avoiding us Hard to reach like Toys 'R' Us Starting beef is pointless, cuz Represent crooks like a lawyer does About to flood the underground like somebody's boiler's bust k**ers lyrically with ill ability Village idiots grilling me We envision the bigger picture differently Written history The sickest lyricist k**ing it in the industry In the streets we're ripping it particularly Double P, any trouble Get left as rubble under me Suffered a couple f**ery Luckily it must've toughened me On the hunt but we hustle to double our bundle subtly It's lovely jubbly even though the struggle's stuck in me There's a great abundance of haters in London Layton to Sutton Making the a**umption you're raking the funds in And they're patiently pacing and hunting Waiting for something so they can raid your drum Take your mum and whack her face with a gun And that's the way that they function It ain't safe in the dungeon You could get blazed like a Bunsen Plus there's Jakes with their truncheons And racists at customs Ready to break your face if you punch them It's basically f**ed You better watch who you're placing your trust in Can't even blaze with your cousin Braids get brave when it's blatant your bud's in Change your fate with a razor blade over nothing Bare frustration and fussing, no debates or discussion There's dangerous strangers aiming flamers and busting Plus watch what lady you're nutting in Cause the dame that you're crushing Could have..... bacon in the oven There's snakes making names, laying claims Chasing paper and fronting Praying about playing the game Satan is running Whenever I rhyme on the beat I bless it right properly I recognize honesty You're telling lies probably Never try stopping me When I'm in the hood like meals on wheels and ethnic minorities Forget buying designer attire I'm writing this fire 'til these liers resign and retire Got the type of mind Einstein would admire Tighter than a Mayan's vagina But I'm here if you biters need a writer to hire Iron mic, spits the dynamite you'd like to acquire Need firefighters' saliva just to survive in this cypher Recite the messiah Time to fight with the tiger Likely to find me flying to China I recently had beef with some demons that dreamed of eating me Like pizza or a piece of meat, I deleted them easily Please believe me, G There's a deeper meaning to being free Legally, read and see the freedom that we can reach I'm teaching teachers teaching me Preaching to people peacefully Don't smoke needlessly, cause weed weakens me And being mean just feeds the beast, mean machine They don't feed the needy But they're eager and keen to keep the greedy queen I told my sister reach her dreams Be everything that she can be They want us as feeble fiends Reason being they keep the cream It's an evil scheme Police on the beat peeping me Life is deep But we need a leader to lead the weak You're own people will leave you deceased like Caesar See, it seems to me That they don't wanna see our seeds succeed Ends need to meet, so I'm on the streets seeking P's Cause this is what I breathe and eat Look deep, can you see the pain in my eyes? Do you think you can relate to the state of my mind? I need to lay it all out, cause I'm aching inside But I know this pain will stay 'til the day that I die I take a deep breath and step outside It could be me next Whatever comes, I stay ever ready to meet d**h So stressed, waking up in cold sweats I need rest It's messed up, how dark and disturbing my dreams get Little kids that died, covered in flies, with ribs touching Corporations that saw them nations, but did nothing Governments are puppets for billon dollar companies Sooner or later, the k**ers are gonna come for me When I think about the truth, I feel so sick Even if you're egnorant, fam, there's still no bliss The roads are brainwashed and you will note this They put fibergla** in the weed and brothers still smoked it You think you're hard, but they're laughing at us You think you know, but it's larger than parliament, cause We're not even free when our hits are sitting on the shelf The lyrics that you're spitting in your songs, you're just snitching on yourself You think what you do is making it better? I'm not trying to open your mind I'm trying to change it forever But probably above all, I embody the struggle Of everybody that hustles and I ain't sorry for f** all I refuse to be a product of the place that I live in Never playing the villain with what I say on the rhythm They molded us from day, how didn't we know? Demons are starting at my soul and they're k**ing me slow Will I make it to tomorrow? I can't tell But I know I've gotta free all of my brothers from this dark hell Everything I spit is heartfelt The ink that I'm using to write is what I get when my heart melts You need more than a 64 to outflow me Tell me, what's this whole scene without Lowkey? That's like football without Pele That's like chess without checkmate Or L.A. without eses That's like crack and coke without addicts Or like Ladbroke Grove without Arabs That's like the fresh beats without an MC That's like this scene without Grime Daily or SB Don't be greedy boys And stop acting hard if you're really moist I'm like the industry hater without the mask and the neeky voice Ya done know, big up SB