Fire in the Booth

[Freestyle] Listen, lemme' show you how Manchester do it, quicktime Big up my brudda Geko, DFAFD, listen.. I've lost a lot of friends, now I'm seeking absolution They wanna grab my coat tail now they see that I'm improving I'm not your average, I don't grasp onto this rap illusion You won't hear me writing bout' cars like Gary Numan Obstacles coming my way, I hammer through them You say you got the town on your back, well that's amusing Part time battler, Don't Flop, know that's the movement I've opened many doors for that cocky little student If you don't know me by now, you soon will Cause I go hard without the aid of any blue pill I don't rap for love, no, I rap so I can eat They call me an alley-cat how I adapted to this street Grind the beat, all I need is some tobacco and a sheet On the throne, no-ones sat up on my seat I inspire every rapper that I meet You better have your polish If I ever catch a peasant self standing on my feet Dedicated till the second that the challenge is complete Fire in the booth? I've left the city shattered from the heat There's so much damage you can see A single verse from this kid turned the whole planet to debris Man, I'm sick of all this bare face lying They wanna' hate my buzz cause their names dying If I utter one verse I'll leave your scared mates crying Cause my voice has the quality of an air raid siren There's too many rappers trying to be funny Too many mic controllers only trying to get the money Doing grime one day and then they're sliding into funky Just jealous my tunes are crack, that's why they want to cut me My ten minutes of fame, I hope you're listening It's fabulous the way that we be killing em' I could tell you practice daily and I'll give you props But If I ever sounded like you, I would of given in I'm sicker than the worst case of typhus Cause riots when the p-pirus is blessed by the stylus You can say you've lived a life around drugs, gangs and violence But you're only as strong as the mind you was supplied with I ain't begging it, I'm just telling it The hour glass of life, I'm way ahead of it I never highlight my weakness and my deficits Cause non of them will matter when death visits I work for the hell of it, personal preference Deserve to be credited, my words are developing Burn like embers in the most suburban of territories I explore the mind and steal the words of my enemies I hope you listen, to the flows a given The kind of decks I rip don't have spades, clubs or jokers in em' Amazing author I'll melt the stage to mortar The way I killed this beat, Charlie will have to file a restraining order They say that you can count your true friends on one hand On the other hand, there's only enemies I don't listen to this propaganda that you're telling me You might break me down but you will never the see the end of me My only close undefined friends drifting away I don't know the cause, must be them things that I say Feeling like I'm hopeless now when I'm hitting the hay Your the reason that I was upset on Twitter today But I'm sorry, promise that you don't deserve it I'm feeling over-worthless all cause I don't know my purpose This is my only outlet, so no I won't.. ahh (slips up) I know you're worthless, anyway, I'm a master or rap aerobics My gigs have a full house like a family of agoraphobics My bars contain fire power like they strap explosives, this ? explosives Hence why you need the vest when this man approaches You must think it's amazing.. A hip hop lyric without the misogyny, profanity or discrimination I speak the truth, hoping that you peep the things I'm saying This ain't even a freestyle, it's just a quick creation. just a ? Your witnessing the first stage of England's innovation And I ain't gassing up the situation I swear you verse me is like the bible to a dissertation The fish that fed the five thousand to a strip of bacon Forget Fire in the Booth, this is called booth incineration (Beat change) I live and breathe for this rap game I'm after green like my last name You're not down with me? That's a damn shame You guys are all the same, I'm soon to be a boss You'll be doing the walk of shame through the hall of fame Matter of fact, the walk of fame through hall of shame If thoughts are pain I'll never talk again You better take it or leave it, every step is an amazing achievement It'll take five thousand days to repeat it I'm annoyed that my city don't salute me When I got love for Manny like a Roses groupie Metaphors stone cold, loopy close to spooky No battering ram can go through me I'm too sweet Runs through my veins spitter My life soundtrack is produced by J.Dilla A faker and a snitch is near enough the same thing You chill with the police, is your name Sting? I turn a cypher to a hate ring And do Medusa eyes on anyone I'm facing I should be locked up for this, I need casing Cause taking rappers heads off is classed as defacing So don't chat to me about music ever I got a buzz off one single, one battle and a mixtape that I threw together Only critize my ethic if you're doing better I killed banchee and pile drive through the weather It's hard to fight in a room full of haters Nobodies backing me I'm only moving with strangers Daily paper accumulation They say my attitude stinks, you better get used to the fragrance Poseidon let a threat loose from the vapours vapours You need more than a tooth to retain us So mind your gums like retainers I was taught to never judge a rapper on his boots or his trainers I live life in a life of crisis Forget tipping bar maids, I get free shots from dianusus So cold they put flames out like fire fighters Yep we're so hot we don't even feel the fire fight us Fantasize about distopia, this field is my corner copia If you don't rate hip hop I got nothing to show for ya This driving force wouldn't chauffeur ya You're feeling kinda like me, but the irrelevant version That's why I rain man like an intelligent person You don't touch the sides with them pennies you're earning I work till I'm dead I call it lethargy working I am Blizzard on the Twitter better follow man On my timeline bare of it is gonna' jam The same people that say raps dead are the ones that try find life in 2Pac's hologram.. Say nothing Manchester all day