(No Ratings Yet)Penned this one up back in ’11 but it must have got lost somewhere. Just dug it up today when listening to this sick E.P. This track’s a beast, and you should check out “The Long Road” (Track 3) too. Check out new material from
VERSE 1:
SLEAZE
- Yo! Munch on tofu
- Meditating on the book of ?
- Most MCs spitting on the face of it like mutton chops
- They say my style whets the taste
- But my accent put them off,
- I bun a lot
- Bet you’re still shotting .19 in the alleyway by Tucker’s shop
- I’ve worked hard for stuff I’ve got
- What the fuck?
- All you hating mans and bitches suck my cock
- You can call me Da Don
- Richest state like Gabon
- The anarchist like Magon
- The real Christ like Dagon
- No one’s shouting “man on”
- In this game that’s a fact
- Lashing master rap
- This shirt’s pocket bulging like I packed a Gat
- Keep my rhyming action packed
- When I host I’m the maddest
- Mans wanna bun as much but couldn’t cope with my habits
- If you live in Plymouth East then you’re smoking my cabbage
- From the 1.2 pures, so my throat is still damaged
- Man I focus this addict
- Tell you no one’s getting past the S
- If I’m not talking hard, then I’m about to wrap the cess
INTERLUDE
- Tear the fucking roof up
- I bun a J
- Observe the dumbest brer
- Do your ting star and act like you know the coup
- Your boy Jim is dynamite
- I’m a pound-sniffing, chain spending counterfeit cash
- Or I’m a rhyme machine that’s been stuck in overdrive.
VERSE 2:
SONNYJIM
- I write like every song’s another chapter to the Magnum Opus
- Super rapper, rap terrific, spit it Expialidocious
- We be in the VIP bit, clapping off the free drinks
- Promoter prang, complaining how the cheese stinks
- Take a seat, meet the most
- High like an astronaut
- My weed smell of diesel, mangos, apple sauce
- We never weighed the draw shady
- Keep it stark-raving, stir crazy
- Beat Butcha on the boards baby
- Konichiwa bitches!
- Screaming Yippie-kiy-yay when I kick it
- They wait till I’ve finished
- Trust I do my thing and splurt
- You little man you be chatting bout that tingle verse
- We caking it like Bilderberg
- The engineer’s fam and we ain’t leaking like a gas pipe
- Try and steal my shine and you’ll get beaten with a flashlight
- I got the leading role, you’re near the relegation zone
- Eatgood baby; Fetch a plate we brought the bacon home.
INTERLUDE/OUTRO
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