The fuckin illest around in Singapore
Lyrics
Round 2 announced clowns ever down to
they knees checked the grim reaper's hitlist i found you
bitch i astound you I asked for extension of time
we aint different you beggin for extension of life
my rapping is tight I assault dudes
its true you will die by my hand and my mic
I have plans for the champ attack enemies of rap
thanks to you I do 2 different things with a single track
bring it back matter fact Jrite is wack
only claim to rap that he has is he black
and in terms of rap fans you handicapped on the mic
cos the chinese population doesnt care about rite's (rights)
ya five dollar mic reps you nice
yoa vocal wave's worse than the noise that i filtered off in mine
I ryme lyrics greatly I find ima play these
cats saying that I win include those who hate me
I'm sick with my flow people know
I was facing more probs earlier my opponent didnt show
true I'm a beast I'm assuming you weak
ima lose you in streets but a fool couldn't breathe
I bring the colour blue to the meek
your boy has more art on his arms then you do on a beat
Ima slay rap acts you pack gats nah a rapper
forcing out rhymes dont make him a gangster
better back bitch a vice on the mic
and with panning effects i put the silence on rite
try just to bite mine be assured Ima pound you
you never dropped a verse how the fuck you in round 2
never play nice fight till the break of daylight
you get more support if ya change ya name to gay rights
i'm supposed to write another 5 bars
but this kid is wack, I have won with my first one
