Flacko Freestyle

[Intro: Tim Westwood] [Verse 1: Giggs] In goes the bag of green Man's been low and had a dream Been road and had a team In goes the magazine Been over, still over Man's got the win and the skill over These niggas and bitches You know how much pillows have been over This one's a give-over I did this one a bit sober She got widow and rid over He got kick over, kick over I had brick over, brick over Brick, tick over, tick over We just slid in and slid over Now I holla Buck and send a hit over Really? A nigga really popped this milli Didn't wanna squash it, did he? But now the little block shit's silly We roll up to the spot, post diddy I know my little thot knows thingy You saw me at the Rated Awards I pulled up to the spot with Lily They're burying Ciroc, shit's spinning The niggas from the block is winning You really wanna stop this villain? And the diamonds and the chain just chilling Let's take it to the top, we's billing That nigga, I'm a boss, Meek Mill him And fuck a soft spot, weak feeling You run up on the block, we kill him Wheel out the MACCers Nigga had to bring out the massive Clarke, five chains B. A. Baracus Relate to clappers Where I can really relate to rappers It's like we're bloody relay relappers You niggas should appreciate and clap us [Verse 2: Kyze] Hard time, my niggas done those years Still all you see is us when the gun smoke clears Last year, finished half of ten years Now I'm back to scare niggas and bath them in fear Before I had a crack pack in my gears I was pissed off with my flat and fucked up with the rears Now I'm living, having fun like Shears Me and Devz in the park and just drunk like ten beers Back then, I was fuckerying weird In the hood, in my hood, putting pumpies in beards Drive by on my own with no peers One hand on the mash while the other hand steers Attack man in my all-black Moncler Like bap bap, there's real badman here No talk or fronting in here Been on a trek with my star on the final frontier And I'm still insane, can't be tamed And the past just can't be explained The riders around me can't be named From this flow, info can't be gained And no boydem spoiling my enjoyment You wanna link me? Then hit me by appointment Told your girl come link me with the ointment Give that bitch dick slick, then it's avoidance Yeah, I'm doing more than maintaining I thank God every day, no complaining On top of the world, it's not changing Got top off his girl, she don't rate him I was sitting in jail with no patience Belmarsh on four other occasions Came home to a grown man situation All excited like yo, my niggas famous So let me jump on the stage with ya "Punani" going off, straight winner Then I dropped an EP Now I'm in the Shard, great view and a great dinner Always been a great skiller Never made a tape filler Eyes on the Spain villa Just so I can get brain in her So I can put the pain in her This one could be a game-winner [Outro: Giggs] Yeah, fuck, you know, this spliff's got me flying like fucking Darth Vader You know what? Just call me Darth Vader from now on, rudeboy Anakin