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Its UK Hip-Hop but not as you know it...
Song Info
Genre
Peak in subgenre #7,310
Author
Mink-C
Rights
Mink-C
Uploaded
October 07, 2003
Track Files
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Lyrics
Fuck You! Here to rip a bitch like a rapist
Fuck You! Miscreant is praying like a papist
Fuck You! Got a brother shitting his draws
Cos Miscreants records - you'll never see em in stores!
Hold Ya! Down like I'm drowning a pup
Ya boy Spectro should have warned ya that i'll tear shit up
Fold Ya! Just like I'm doing origami
Eat ya bullshit rhymes like pepperoni and pastrami
At the top of the summit I wave a union flag
In the gym its like your whole crews a fucking punchbag
With a swift one-two, hammer bitches with a right hook
Off the hook, you took the challenge, now ya shook?
Take your wack ass crew and fuckin suck my dick
you're shit, fuck a sword just need a mic and a bic
if you're standing in the ring I'm gonna start the slappin
Just give up rappin bitch and take your ass back to Staten
Heard your last battle track, yo sorry man
but that tracks so fuckin shit its like its fillin up the pan
say my accent sucks, and I'm the wackest in the world
say all you want, at least I don't sound like a girl!
Your vocals sound feminine, should be at least a man
Like Roxanne Shante on HRT and fuckin oestrogen
Your high pitch bitch voice is highly irritating
but amusing, like watching Biz Markie figureskating!
Now homes, you say you're Irish, yeah right
I'll take the tricolour and ram that fucker in your windpipe
bet you've never been to Dublin in your life
So yo, rap like a leprachaun and play the fuckin pan pipes
and watch this celtic brother cold kickin your ass
This ain't Rass Kass, just a welsh rapper with a black mask
i'll out pass, out kick and out dribble
this idiotic paddy sounding 'monie in the middle'
and I'll kick his fiddle into the Irish sea
If this fools fuckin Irish then my names Ghandi!
I rip rhymes, versatile styles and I'll crush him
At thanksgiving, grab my herbs and spices and I'll stuff him
Miscreant or Mr Creasote? I don't know
He May have flow but he still rhymes like a ho
Probably wants to be a star, but they're all empty wishes
In ten years time he'll just be sweeping floors and washing dishes
Years ago I started rhyming, just for fun
rhyme scheme was fucked up but hey I'd just begun
but as the years went by we started getting more MCs
come crawling out the woodwork like an army of fleas
Anwyay, I kept rhyming getting better all the time
then I started doing battles and destroying with rhyme
And in that time I've come to spot a good MC
and I can spot an awful rapper from across the street
As for raps elite i see nothin' terrific
Beat Spectro in the last round, and he's the most prolific
yeah HAZE is good, but it makes me wonder
why you've got a crew member with a name like a part-number!
Unpronouncable rappers aside
I'm gonna let that slide, and talk about your hide
See Miscreant, you're a coward underneath that scowl
while no-ones looking, you should go and throw in the towel
and now you say this is your last battle joint, good move
but when this battles done, i reckon you'll have something to prove
and then i'll see you call a weak rapper out, no lie
but I can understand a brother goin out on a high
sorry man, but i'm down for some reputation tainting
your style is generic, while mine is like an oil painting
(shaolinz finest!) maybe, but I live in reality
and your worst move yet was saying yes to battle me
Understand I'm just a war-weary Briton
Down to break a sucker, no drama, no trippin
when I leave you destroyed, and have you running to your crew
I won't hate, being honest man I only pity you!
