Warm Up Sessions [S7.EP49]: SBTV

[Intro] It's the D-E-velopment yeah. SBTV, Grime Spray out And we're not messing around I spit lyrics like bullets from an AK round. Yeah! I'm bigging up the It's Official clothing, yeah Bigging up the SIKA Records You know what time it is And this one reminds me of a homeless person in a 50 grand chain [Verse] Yo, I am the evelist, devilst, rebelist, evilist Like a murder charge i'm intensive Chasing mans over fences Letting off shots, dropping on the floor like 1 penses Suffer your own consequences Leave dead bodies in trenches Take you on an adventure Leave a man with dementia bet [?] down when I enter I leave the place all bloody and red like placenta I'm a true representer I do most of my dirty work in the winter Put my rusty knife deep into your flesh like splinter Blacked out like ninja Could have been brunette Could have been blonde or ginger Or an alcohol binger I'm the kind of person that would come into the rave and turn the place into a crime scene I put a lot of work into the grime scene When i clashed Skepta at 'Lord of the Mics' That made grime what it is now Jammer wouldn't know about Birmingham artists If he didn't go to Hackney and pick up the mic and say "You're not, you're not ready!" I don't give a fuck i'm repeating it Pussyhole, you must be eating it There weren't no Twitter back then, but you said that already blud, why you retweeting it? I'm not hearing it I ain't Lethal B, i'm not leaving it I might link up MIK and go straight to the top cause it's just about that time I'm unbeatable The lyrical patient that's untreatable Im doing this thing big fam, regional They thought they could end my career by sending That was inconceivable Unbelievably, unbelievable I'm always in full effect every year like a football ticket I'm seasonal The thoughts in my head are dangerous I'm like crystal meth or angel dust (PCP) Get too close i'll 12 gauge your boss Like combustion i'm spontaneous Take any MC off the radius You won't believe it like an atheist When it comes to flows I got the craziest That's anybody, everybody says it is Got loads of bars, I've got loads of flows I go studios and loads of shows I've fucked loads of hoes and keep on my toes I've always got cocaine on my nose I've got loads of friends, I've got loads of foes I've been through the highs and got through the lows I've got loads of trainers and loads of clothes FUNSEN! My bars are impolite and sour I've got the intel quad four power If you wanna try and clash me Like an iPhone battery, you will die in less than an hour FUNSEN! When I spit bars I make you feel good like sex in the shower Anytime I dump on the beat I be [?] My bars have got sniper rifle power Take mans out from the Eiffel Tower Give you a buzz like having sex within 140 miles per hour I spit naughty rhymes on sour Like people snorting lines of flour I've got lyrics for days I write at 140 lines per hour