BlackBox Freestyle

Too many, too many

F-L-A

Too many singers not enough spitters
Too many losers not enough winners
Try holler my phone now good riddance
Number changed to 0-7-Forbidden
Always trusted my intuition
Said it from day but you didn't wanna listen
But you didn't wanna listen, 'I told you so' now as I'm grinning
Everyone wants to know what my story is
They say I'm the one ask Morpheus
Gotta B-I-G Notorious
Call me a bastard still glorious
Cut the cocoa bottle in half, just so I can make it last
Use to want cars now I wanna buy more yards
Came from the bottom not scared of graft

Class-E Merc man off and watch him get arsey
Nuff of them have no back bone no chassis
Not the same as them don't type cast me
Only in third still they can't pass me
Haters green in bunches like parsley
Stop right there the answer is hardly
To the question; do you rate anyone? So don't ask me!
Didn't wanna do this tell me what the truth is
You man are moving like Judas
When I touch down they know who's it
Smoke that mic never twos it
Put your hands up and no shooting
I've come for the game I'm not losing
You know my name is a shoo in
Fuck you and your Louboutin!
You don't wanna see me crack
You don't wanna, you don't wanna feel my wrath
Feel my wrath in fact, you don't wanna talk that smack! (Talk that smack)
3 of them came 2 of them left baff'ed
How many piggy's left do the math?
3 of them came 2 of them left baff'ed 1 little piggy met aftermath!

Make this look easy when they hear me they feel all needy
Mumsy telling ya 'Alright sweetie'
I'm the rapper they wish to be me
Humble not greedy made my wish come true with no genie
Can they keep up with me? Not really
Call me Gonzales cos I'm speedy
When I'm in your manor address me in the right manner
Got in dropped a spanner in the works
Where were you when I was down in the dirt?
Now they see me true say it hurts
Gimme any rhythm and watch me surf
I'm wavy, not lazy get up everyday get dough daily
Only trust and roll with one lady
Cyprus boy some of them say 'I don't like this boy!'
Gimme the mic it's the righteous boy
Hush your gums you ain't like this boy
Cyprus boy some of them say 'I don't like this boy!'
Gimme the mic it's the righteous boy
Hush your gums you ain't like this boy, that's your highness boy

See me on the BlackBox them man there hating on their laptop
Wanna plot, try outfox here's a line for you go jack-off
Similar to Rap-Pop, when I rap it pops off
Gun fingers, girls with their tops off, this Shef giving you some lamb chops
Know you see me but please don't stare cos you're going on like you're on steroids yeah
Going on like you gone clear this year, going on like you man got a pair
Truth or dare, say the truth you man do not dare
Say the truth and put on some hair, check my chest and see I got bare
Here to take what I want so you might as well call me Rob
I hear MC's spitting bars nowadays but none of them are worth two bob
They rate me so they pay that price, mates like to call be Bill
Gotta be king I'm the next in line, in time you know this Prince Will
It's the heart melter, top bins pelter
When I make it rain they all look for shelter
Got no helper, see them swelter
Heavyweight in the game you're just welter
Alpha - Delta, wordsmith welder
Martial artist in this black belter
Grime scene Tesla, flow inventor
Who can do this like no one elser



Credits
Writer(s): Shef Vurdu
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