Lyrics
Aeryo....Uk Rap Gone Take Off..
And That Pop Shite Gareth Gates Sqeaky Music Aint Goin nowhere
Uk Need To Produce Real Music Real Lyrics
Aint None Of That Pop Idol Shit
People Need To Write There Own Lyrics Nah Mean......
I Aint No Dizzy Rascal But Yall Need To Fix Up N Look Sharp
Put Ya Face On Milk Cartons And I Still Wunt Know Who Ya Are
Treatin Me Like Some Shit U Stepped On From A Stroll In Ya Park
I'm All Grown Up Now Bitches I Aint Scared Of No Dark
My Punches Spark My Arms Aint Skinny I Aint Standing Weak
I'll Leak Ya Brains In Ya Hood So Ya Keep Close To Ya Streets
Change Gon Happen Wether Its In Prison Or Rappin
I'm Throwin Knockout Blows Yall Just Kangaroo Jabbin
Takin Punches Like Rocky Yall AInt Puttin Up No Defence
Fuck A Wall Of Cement I'll Destroy Ya Shit Fuck Leavin Dents
Graffiti Ya Name All Over Ya Hood So Ya Known Inya Town
100 Pounds For Every Word Shit Money Got Me Leaping Bounds
Intact Rounds We Hit With Tyson Punches And Nouns
Knock Ya Onya Crown Pray To God Ifya Still Left Around
Cripple Ya Legs Like Gangrene I'm Bringin Anthrax Raps
Couldnt Cool My Flow Ifya Soaked It Under Ice Packed Kitchen Taps
Livin To the Max I Ride I'm Down For Ma Homeys To Die
I Aint Playin I'm Down To Fight Any Playa Who Decides To Collide
I'll Bring A Penknife To A Machetti Fight And Leave With My life
While Youve Lost Ya Hearin No Ballz And Ive Blinded Ya Sight
I Dont Write Lines I Live Rhymez Thats Not Up To Be Denied
I Aint One Of Them Peeps Who Settles For Oh Well I Tried
Incredible Hulk Aint Got Shit On Me My Pain Amplifies My Rage
I'm Go Look For My Enemy's Feed Them Shit And Keep Em Caged
Starve Em For Days Like Kids In 3rd World Hungry Country's
Smack Back With Raps Crack Ya Head Like Humpty Dumpty
I Aint Gon Stay The Same I Dont Want Rap For Money I Want The Fame
I'm Made To be On Stage Ive Got 50 Cent's Flow In My Veins
I Got Ma Screws Tight I Got Summit Yall Aint Got I'm Gon Use It
U Still Wouldnt Shine Above Me If You Owned More Platinum Ninez Than G Unit
Dont Confuse It I'm Abusin I Aint Talkin About Hittin A Wifey
So Keep Ya Mouth Shut Nicely And Ya Get To Keep Ya Lifey...
I'm Out Of Sight Raisin The Level Yall Know Who This Whitebhoy Be
Got Peeps Askin Who's Me M To The T To The R O Y D Yeah Homey Mtroyd Daz Me.......
HaHa.....