BACK 2 GRIME

I was born for this, can't let 'em forget
I'm from the era of the disk and cassettes
I can do grime, pop and trap, I'm a vet
'Cause I don't really care, so please don't be upset

Ring the bells for the kingpin, ding-ding
Spitting bullets, all you hear is zing-zing, ping-ping
Sonar got an echo when I sing things, ring-ring
Now I got her twerking on a sling string, wink-wink

Bouncing like a spring-spring, clink-clink
I'm in love with the beat, not a fling thing swing wings
Metaphor for flying, ever so I'm applying
My forces, I'm supplying, everyone with what I bring-bring

Yeah, got it popping like popcorn
If they got a million bangers, I got more
Drop four in a week, watch everybody drop jaw
Hot core, so I kill it for everyone's encore

On tour, grip the microphone until my hands sore (sore)
Dropped out of college, I never made sophomore (sophomore)
I got connections, so if anybody test me
I don't care if we're connected, buddy, I'ma cut chords

My name's Porchy, yeah, I bring forces
I spit raw shit, I can't forfeit
Important, no exhaustion
No endorsements, no extortion

Still get this shit lit like torches
Might catch me with a bitch that's gorgeous
Thousand horses to the fortress
Where the sauce is

Вайб, три икса, hoe
Возобновляется сага
Бас хуярит из саба (оу)
Тебя позабывают и за год

Зиг-зиг-загом лихо петляет слалом
Это реконкиста хип-хапа
Ты скопировал стиль по лекалам (та-дам)
Экий неказистый ты кадр

Дам им слов, много слов
Новых слов, странных слов
Я мастодонт, острослов
Грайм-основ: Charlie Sloth

Сладких снов, я здесь богослов за cash баснословный
Нет таких в словаре, ни кроссфордах, и этаких слов
Чтоб допёрло до этих ослов (что?)

Я не зря сижу взаперти
Пытаюсь вечно чё-то решить
Лишь усложняя сам себе жизнь
Голос шепчет: "Просто пиши, будь здесь

Тут, а не там, тут, а не там, там
Тут, а не там, тут, а не-та-не там, будь тут
И я снова бегу по битам
Но не покидая дома в глуши, fertig

I had to drop a little something, let me show them
Never ready for the flowing that I throw them
See what I'm showing, I'm glowing like I'm a Vulken
I kill it hard like I bring a fucking rope in

Check this, mic check
Hold up, I'm next
I am your highness
No clocks, timeless

Sick like I block up your sinus
What I do, can't buy that, priceless
What I do, can't buy that, priceless
What I do, can't buy that, priceless

They're watching my life with a bag of opinions
Which one of them are gonna pay my bills
Then them immature brats get wisdom

So into the drama, bone with Palava
Never stop spreading that fiction
Calm down, love, I don't give a fuck
I will make them resign like Nixon

So into the drama, none with Palava
Never stop spreading that fiction
Calm down, love, I don't give a fuck
I will make them resign like Nixon

Force to be reckoned with (force to be reckoned with)
You can't ignore, I was born to be hella sick
Taught to be better quick, all I wanna do is be a legend
For the credit that I earned from these feathered shifts

Aced the game I could never quit
Paid my dues, didn't cheat, and I never skipped
I lived in a council estate growing up
So I'm proud that I'm no longer derelict

Whole life I will grow with my relatives
Bring more hype on the show, whole life on the road
I guess being cold is imperative (brr)
Touch mic and freeze all the negative

You could never see another copy of a beast like me (me)
But I see too many wanna spit like P (P)
My flow flows like seas overseas
They still oversee

You wanna talk grime? I ain't never been an outline (never)
I come through like I never wanna resign (never)
You better move, boy, you better pass me the mic (Porchy)
I'm in the booth, and I'm letting the bullets fly

Fly like Pegasus, write these light testaments
Rhymes like genesis, sick I'm like tetanus
Living off adrenaline
Everybody knows, I be putting on a show when I walk up in the premise