Relegation Riddim

[Verse 1] I got a phone call from Jammer Cause Chip wants to know if it's beef or music And Chip don't want no trouble Chip definitely doesn't wanna see me when I lose it Alright Jammer, come, let's do this I grab Chipmunk in a headlock and use him I'm from a little town called Manchester I'm about to do this million views ting Check my Fire in the Booth, it's moving Chipmunks Fire in the Booth was boring I set fire to the building Chip made everybody in the building start snoring It's meant to grime, He's talking pop politics Like any of that's important I think Chip might've missed his callin' He could've been a teacher with all that talking Wait, maybe he's falling Into depression, but that's just me How many of your chains are in one piece? Or did they all get popped off? Don't talk about shows in my town Like your likkle show can't get locked off I turn into the Devil, take off the door Then I let 2 2 shots off Pap! Pap! [Hook] If you, you You, you Wanna come against I, I I, I These bullets will make man run for their lives Now your career's on the line And you wanna take a shot at mine Cause you heard that I was the guy [Verse 2] He gets bottled so much That he's grown some shit on the back of his head But don't watch that, I'll finish my drink I'll put the glass down and slap him instead As he was dissing me for shotting off Z's My phone was ringing And this is on my life, I put the phone to my head And heard "Didn't you know Chipmunks in debt for a 100 grand" I just dropped my phone and shouted "Jesus Christ" Now I know why he's the MJ of grime Everybody knows the story behind Michael Jackson before he died The Pepper Riddim was dead Cause you spat 32 bars, told 22 lies All my lyrics are on my Mum's life I thought you was the grime scene saviour What's with all this funky behaviour? I heard Chip's new EP And it was about as grime as Maverick Sabre I'm not feeling Chip Diddy Chip I'll leave Chip Diddy with a high fade Cause my lyrics are all sharp like a razor You sound like you've been touched with a tazer Anyhow you see Chippy in the distance Climbing over the fence like Vega With that shit on the back of his head He looks like Sonic the Hedgehog from Sega I thought you was signed to a major I don't think your label's paid ya Because I heard you spent your money Hiring Chris Brown out for the day cause But you still didn't even chart proper Going on like your a chart topper Chris Brown was dancing on a bus Then he hit Ri-Ri with a show-stopper But you're not in the history book to be honest No one could give a fuck Everybody knows Alvin is a punk He's was like Chris Brown featuring Chipmunk [Hook] [Verse 3] Chipmunk's a coconut that I'll open up So you can see the white in the middle Bright white like cocaine, drag him in a ginnel And kick him about like piggy in the middle And now I got Chippy in my neck I guess this means that I'm in your league But you've got 500 thousand followers Me? I'm only on about 15 You got buried off Tinie, buried off Narstie But nope, you wanna come at me But don't watch nuttin', I'll end your career Chip Now man are shouting "R.I.P." Somebody hashtag #RIPChip Cause I'm in a totally different league I'll tear more than a ligament in your knee You're looking at grime 2015 I think Chipmunk might just run outta bars Bugz can't run outta bars You was a pop star last week Now it looks like Chipmunk has run outta stars Don't do Pop and then come back And act like it's the Return of the Mack And please don't mention the School of Grime Cause even the beat on that was trap When it comes down to the School of Grime I am the headmaster of my time Anybody comes at me, they'll get expelled And sent home at dinner time How can a chipmunk fight with a lion? Chipmunk will get eaten alive I'll feed him to the lions You can go and ask Solo 45 [Hook] .