Theme song type thing...
rap english that is all
Lyrics
When you listen to me and you hear how I deliver my speech when I'm ripping to beats it's a kick in the teeth
You'll spend a minute at least
Trying to think of one lyric to beat me and when you spit it your feedback'll be like "Kid this is weak"
Booed from stage, blue from rage, but it's impotent see
You suck, it's true, you lose, nothing you can do but sit there and seethe
You'll never be bitten at least; your rhymes aren't fit to repeat
You know the feeling, this is defeat
Crouched in a doggie style pose and squealing things in a squeak
Claim you got real women, you got males in dreams instead
Now, off you go with your tail between your legs
You failed to leave 'em dead, you've gone wack then?
Trying to get in jail for weeks with sexy strong black mean?
How you gonna claim that you're so bombad when I can hardly tell you're there, like a contact lens?
So who'll care if I take you out, put you in salt water?
Words are weapons I bring the heat, sing and leave 'em all slaughtered
Indeed some step; they'll learn their lesson; to the weak comes death
To the strong comes T1 Req
Yo, you won't live to see sunset
No-one on the known earth is worse; a whole verse, I only need one breath
Rappers wear their weakness on their shirtsleeves and leave undressed
Hurt me? In dreams, um, yes
I'm soon gonna see dumb vets be like:
"We've been on his dick for a battle, why hasn't he come yet?"
Please son get a clue
It'd never do you any good to battle T1 Req...
Sabre toothed cat, but to be blunt I've had my teeth cropped
Still, bring a Dre produced track to a battle, I'll beatbox
Glaring in your face and I'll make your knees knock
You're in a hairy situation, surrounded by Ewoks
Feel free to try and flee the spot
I kick shit with a point when the street's been mopped and the cleats are off
It's only fair to speak on my rap creations while you eavesdrop
Cos compared to me, Tupac's cremation wasn't even hot
Let me teach you what you need to drop the best verses in town
While I rap circles around you, tying MCs in knots
I have 'em yelling "Please will you stop!"
Even my acappellas make rappers jealous like "Jesus, this rocks!"
And these lot came from the street blocks
But they know bringing beef makes them meat for the chop
You'll still feel the teen hunger when my speaking has stopped
I'm above average; the mean number, even, beating the odds
Yo, you won't live to see sunset
No-one on the known earth is worse; a whole verse, I only need one breath
Rappers wear their weakness on their shirtsleeves and leave undressed
Hurt me? In dreams, um, yes
I'm soon gonna see dumb vets be like:
"We've been on his dick for a battle, why hasn't he come yet?"
Please son get a clue
It'd never do you any good to battle T1 Req...
I'm a pacifist; trying to be a Brit hip hop activist
And prove I've got the knack for this rapping shit
As I spit you can watch the track get ripped
Don't pressure me; I'M the one to choose who I'm collabing with
Who's all that and a bag of chips?
Who's hype and throws you off your game when you view Titan?
Screw hyphens; I don't want to insult these kids
Being patronising, acting like they don't know what a multi is
Or mic presence; I wipe peasants off the face of the earth
Claiming they're worth more than nothing
So you got a way with these words?
I saw you stuffing your flow with useless punches, mate I could serve you with the laziest verse
"Remember me? Req like the Mary Rose"
Eyes mean, a scary nose; rhyme schemes and varied flows
And you barely know what "rhyme" means- take a peek
We're going to inherit the earth, so obey the meek
Or you'll get the meek rapping, meaning me crapping in your face
You're bitter; got my name in your mouth and you're gagging at the taste
Got me pleased enough to write
I'm as unbelievable as Pun saying "I couldn't eat another bite!"
The most dope flows from the lips of a white nerd?
You've seen nothing; this is the tip of the ice