I'm Dirty Habitz, straight outta Birmingham, UK. I'm a street peot, with an individual style and delivery. Check the verse...


You need to step out ma face, I need space when I'm trying to embrace and create something for the human race/
to move to, grove to, sip a few brews too, I'm Dirty Habitz let me introduce you /
to a, rhyme master leave ya burning in flames, I'm rap's up and coming, your just a pawn in this game/
there's the door, go back the same way that you came, with ya head hung low straight drowning in shame /
go back to the lab, this aint sh*** you can blag, you need to spend some more time with a pen an' a pad /
or maybe spend some time with your deadbeat dad, cos looking at your prospects the future looks bad /
don't get mad, they aint no point in hating, but seeing me suceed must be damn frustrating /
I'm just debating whether to give you a break/ or make u realise you made a mistake stepping to the plate, against a heavyweight/
who flows like niagra, your see your styles limp like buscuit it needs viagra /
if you go against me it'll end in disaster, your moms bawling for justice, calling for the pastor /