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Its UK Hip-Hop but not as you know it...
Song Info
Genre
Charts
#5,564 in subgenre
Peak #60
Charts
Peak #2,134
Author
Mink-C/Devize
Rights
Mink-C/Devize
Uploaded
July 06, 2004
Track Files
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MP3 2.7 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
So we meet again, and you about to get beat again
I'm reaching for the microphone, straight packing heat again
win all these awards in your sig, what do they mean?
And your productions so dirty, go get a tin of mr.sheen
yeah your mixings so weak, go to the store and buy a Mix Mag
cos Mik Maq, one listen to your track I need a sick-bag
Expressionist? What exactly you expressing?
I'm guessing the impression I get is that you're jesting
fuck a smith and wesson, this is britain
so I'll hit you with a half-brick and leave you on the carpet like a half-wit
He hates gays, yeah they get him stressed
Now he's the biggest homophobe on the site no less
yeah, he doth protest too much, its made me warier
thats why i got my arse covered when he's in the area
Cos when he's finished preaching, bet he heads for the gay spot
loves it in the bushes likes to slip a fag a cock
See he's no chance of pulling a woman, he ain't got bling
And got a face like Gollum from Lord of the Rings
And a voice like a british Pee-Wee Herman on amphetamines
Tried to go clubbin but the doorman wouldn't let him in
So he's got no woman but he's feelin kinda rude
ends up masturbating to his copy of 'Attitude'
Then he posts up on the site how he fuckin hates a fag
in another window, a dude called bruce is on his web-cam
rhymes like spam, you wouldn't choose it out of choice
wack lyrics, wack style, wack beats, wack voice!
i'm like a rolls royce phantom mark 2, he's like a skoda
looking like a cross between gollum and yoda
i told ya before, move away and back up
but you keep comin tournament titles you try and rack up
winnin awards and kickin back like on a kings throne
but ya shit is - more irritating than a ring-tone!
soft like a king cone 99 flake
messin with the mink-c is just a mistake
perrenial student, bitch get a fuckin job
instead of playing god with photoshop like a knob
go do an honest days graft or something
while i'm wack rapper thumpin, squash your rhymes like a pumpkin
yeah, thats how i do it you know
verbally i'm fat and fuckin violent like a sumo
go start an argument and cause beef with the fellas
regardless end up looking a goon like peter sellers
he applied for big brother but he looked too scary
they'd got enough weird lookin motherfuckers already
so its back to the drudge of writing rhymes on the site
pick someone talking sense and start a fight
and then battle me? you better start praying
say ya hail marys kid ya know what i'm saying
go to your church and pray your track rocks
then gingerly enter the confessional box
the priest emerges when the partition slides back
you're like "oh father i confess, I'm too fuckin wack"
you wait for forgiveness, then the priest says "Mik Maq"
"You're god damn right I checked your last battle track"
"you should give it up, and do something else"
"now get the fuck out of my box you fuckin elf!"
when you leave, you're confused, 'but i enjoy my rappin'
peek around the curtain, see my ass fuckin laughin!!
