Rude Kid - 2015 Cypher lyrics

[Verse 1: Villain] Man are coming like yo, what's popping? Uh, I'm on a hype and I'm not stopping Look, Rapid came out with the "Pepper Riddim" So I'm gonna come with a flow like a scotch bonnet What? Stone cold, man are rock bottom Sit down, you ain't on my level, you are not on it Nah, you are not my darg, you are not [?] One pop, watch [?] When I come in like, uh, uh Everyone knows I flow sick, I will not vomit Not long it, carry on chatting, you'll get a box on it And all them man dem that Don't wanna work but blow quick, you are not Sonic What? Bless the beat, boss on it Losing, clashing with me? You'll get a lot of it Don't care if you go gym, Dot Cotton What? E3 is a big old place The man dem buss tings through pillowcase Every shell drops inside That's no stress, no evidence [?] Oi likkle fish, I'm a hippo, mate With bare [?] on a big old plate Carry on chatting your sh** I'll smash your head with my mumzy's dinner plate [Verse 2: President T] I will always carry 'em I don't really care 'bout the law I don't really care 'bout the law Where'd you come from? Behind the door Shanks, I will always carry 'em I don't really care 'bout the law I don't really care 'bout the law Draw for the ting, 4 by- I said Can't talk to me about sport, I've got results Yeah, I'm a mic man, no obligation quotes Yeah, I'm a president but I ain't looking no votes From morning, I've been instant and I ain't talking oats Yeah, I had thousands but it ain't volts Man wanna talk 'bout losing the screws but little does he know I lost all of my bolts Last couple times I was on bail was for a**aults Don't ask me why, too busy counting notes Too busy counting Ps And I was young, but it don't mean That I weren't counting Gs UK grime to the max, greaze [Verse 3: Hitman Hyper] I don't wanna hear no talk from dem man Man have got the hammers, but it ain't West Ham This ain't a quiz, think you could test man? Anyone can get it, think I care 'bout next man? I'm gritty in the dark, something like Dex man I stay fresh, make moves like S gang Real life, most MCs talk gas They ain't never seen a 45 spesh bang Invasion, [?] with the best gang New to some but in the city, I'm a vet The levels stay high, man know that I'm a threat I get around, I don't really care 'bout your weap' I was [?] jump on the set Respect [?] ain't no need to beg No soft sh**, better take in what I said Strap verses that'll straight tek off your head [Verse 4: L'z] Get my beef on the road Take my peeps and leaf on the road If I've gotta push two kis on the road Then there's gonna be whites and Bs on the road Police wanna take my Gs off the road Cats gonna scratch like fleas on their clothes Look, man can't eat no beans on their toast f** that, need bread? Then I'm stealing the loaf Look, when I'm on a move Man move gully for their money in the booth Move gully in the... them man, they're just f**ed Them man, they're just gully in the booth [Verse 5: Cadet] Let me not lie As a young boy, man, I weren't on the grind All they cared about was a booth or a mic Or giving out a new [?] Using the brush for the tooth for the Nikes [?] gotta move with the times Mum said "put all the clothes on the line" Now the claws on my back be coming off the line I'm a young n***a, living in an old n***a time Stuck in my ways, that's the old n***a grind I see a new n***a with that new n***a shine Now these old n***as walking with that new n***a shine Old n***as wanna hear an old n***a rhyme And new n***as wanna see an old n***a ride But this old n***a's got an old n***a that can get This old n***a one of them old n***a 9s so f** you and everybody 'round you "Yo, back down", man I don't know how to See, I treat beef like a Kim, man, and Kanye vid So ride out? Yeah, man, I'm Bound 2 f** your Twitter name and who @s you f** your Snapchat and who snaps you You see, I've got the whole clip on me So I'm hoping that everybody backs you Let me get back to me getting skippy with the flow A couple n***as know I was getting busy on the road I was in my whizzy, getting dizzy, get it, then I go A couple n***as with me [?] I know where you live, I can bring it to your home When you're in your house with your Mrs, chilling on the phone And this ain't your average ting You see, the force from this could be splitting up your home You get that divorce, [?] [?] divorce, is that splitting up a home? With the wordplay, yo, I'm too evolved The force from these bars be splitting up your dome And you know I'm so sick with the wordplay Cause I m- [Verse 6: SafOne] Little bit of gunplay, yeah, I'm that guy Pa** me the segway, yeah, I'm that fly Breast and batty, yeah, I like that type Come with your bullsh**, leave with your black eye Man a get wet up, guys get baptised With a whole clip, yeah, man clap guys Man a run heat, yeah, I heard that lie Watch how you speak, man a get flatlined Put me on the beat, yeah, I'm on a mad hype [Verse 7: L'z] I ain't have sh**, I had to slang crack I couldn't ask Mum and you can ask Dad [?] on me, you can ask Blaine I'll bang and put that on my man's grave Yo, I can't believe Pete's gone He died 29 but that's too young The whole system's corrupt, I clocked when They came to my block and they locked up a yout don Man, f** it, there's money to make There's b**hes to f**, bruh We living in hell, yeah, f** it, oh well Come then, we'll live this sh** up Thousands of cash and thousands of grub My n***a, we plugs We've been through it all, the rain and the storm And now we gon' walk on the mud [Verse 8: Cadet] Let me go in a little bit You know what I normally do Punches, wordplay, flow when I spit a little bit Make a basic MC get sick a likkle bit They say they didn't bite my bars, I'm like "cool" But my juice say "sip a little bit" Telling me I should beg a tune [?] Like mmm, I'll [?] my dick a little bit I had the food, yeah, I might flip a little bit Amazing [?] a little bit The same punk boys, we talking 'bout boxes Phone weed man like take a little bit Violate me? Aight, cool Get you next week, you can live a little bit He got stabbed in his chest and was looking like Devilman Pulled out, blood's gonna trickle likkle bit Aight, enough of the banter Big 45, make you drop like an anchor We can still get fizzy, that's the Fanta Girl get it hit in their head, that's the antler You get it, n***a? When a deer's head is an antler Your girl want a bonus and that's a banker You get it? Bonus banker Chosen my lucky eggs but she ain't [?] This ting here got kick like a panther Run away? Slap on your back like a thank ya Won't know who when it kicks, I'm a prankster This ting buss in my hand, I'm a wa*ker We all know you're a Gemini Don't play that sh**, an Aquer' he is And if he's with his b**h I'll give that who*e a stop and she'll die, that's Cancer Uh, enough of the punches Enough of the wordplay Enough of the bars and flow I'm like yo, listen to a lyrical earthquake Man wanna talk about Ps and man talk about me Say we're on sh** on the worst day n***as think they're better than me, better than n***as in between They ain't better than me on my worst day Blow, n***a, I can do like a birthday [?] that's a birth Put you in a boat near Brazil Cause that scenaRio can't be the worst case I met a girl on a Thursday She come around the first day for the Thursday I was in her middle-week, that's Thursday I [?] how she wet but she thirsty I can tell a n***a 'bout boss I can tell a n***a 'bout flow I can tell a n***a 'bout grime I can tell a n***a 'bout rap I can tell a n***a 'bout both [?] That's what I do in the booth Think they can go back to back with the new kid [Verse 9: Villain] Man are coming like mek man fall on his bum Cause the flows that I bring got the force of a gun Last year, bare bodies got caught when I spun Flow's in zoom, no Formula 1, nah Nobody can talk to me, don It's an Ast Mar-ting when you're caught with a pump When I give 'em the flows, it gets dumb Hype up with a lyrical flow, you'll get spun, oi When I give 'em the flows, it gets peak Hype up-