Scrabble

[Intro] Good evening ladies and gentlemen You are listening to the sounds of Elro On this track we have some dirty grime Me, Manga and JME [Verse 1: Elro] 140's kinda quick so I mix up syllables pitching shit I feel naughty, but kinda' big, like a one plus nine nought billion shit Quick, I've had a million hits, I've met a million pricks Brought gold billion wicks, I was tricked by an elderly dick Who said flames are the lame til you're rich I get brain-ache writing blocks but I battle with the pen like cattle I think my main aim’s mainly wrong like a toddler playing with a rattle That’s filled with bombs and pills I can't pay the bills Cause I wana get fucked so I drink the meals I feel screwed in my head Like a moof on my hen or a goose with a benz I give a battle on a sixteen pay to play Cause I ain't battling a wastekid day to day Hate is based upon the scale of these haters hating next to the people who are rating and my scale of love to hate is like bomb to a plant or a whale to a snake It's blatant I'm great but the stakes are high so it's rare that I'm well done Done, I'm like a chick with a big bum Jerk rice and peas can please my brain with ease I'm like a black man trapped in the body of a geek its peak Despite my skin-tone my ringtone is ghetto as a crack duck with a crack pipe as a beak Ghetto as a man whose whole life savings are saved in the gold of his teeth [Verse 2: Manga] Elro hollered for a feature so I said "Yeah bai cool, no hassle" He said "Write on a wordplay ting" So I came here and started scribbling on Scrabble But iManga like apple Keep spitting til I get hoarse no saddle Tired of these pussy rappers sitting in a chain But they ain't saying anything bunch of vajazzles Ha flow's off the rails, I came here now trained to battle Eat any beat, choo-choo as I travel Ha, you know? you get it? Rail, train, choo-choo travel, I just left my own self baffled Yo I play the game hard dem bwoy these grains are filled like cattle [Verse 3: JME] Hey yo Manga say that again "choo-choo travel" please explain that again Cause some listeners didn't quite follow you It went over the head like hair follicles Oh yeah it's me It's JME on the track, I'm a geek Trapped in the body of a black man see I'm the opposite of Elro call me Orle You're shit go jump in the toilet I'm on a roll here, please don't spoil it Come against any of us three you will get hit over the head with a whatchamacallit I wanna make P without anybody noticing like a psyscho, or a raspberry or a receipt You can call this monetary deceit