‘ard ‘ard ‘ard heavy like dynofucking around no sparking mc like i’m rhinoi’m a hard drive you’re a sd microrally with the kid psycho give me that mic i’ll be letting that 9 blowcan’t see you man with no blind foldtry running that ejit flow bro you man are dry like cairo i’m on a grime broaint tryna go back to a gyrosieving on my shell shows and the radio show yeah i’ve got a 9 to 5 thoughdoing it right with no typo
man wanna be big fee fi foliving mcs swimming in shows like a lido no you won’t float cuz i’ll burst your lilo
bury that soundoh bury that sounddig that up bury that againshow that i’m ready nah shelling that againtold that i’m ready nah telling that again yo

run the riddemcar man i run trackrally on dirt blacked out bally on firstwhen i’m on track man better get the picture
tell them put ashley on verseshutup you don’t want things to get worsemake an mc let off a turdtell em man get off my turf you move like woody i’m subtle i’m servedgo 16 for 16 i’m word for word put an mcs teeth on the curbaint what you want little dirtcome against me ignore that urgecar when i’m onset man purgeman could have been first or third get left in the new one general
have a doctor and nurse like oh my word
bury that soundoh bury that sounddig that up bury that againshow that i’m ready nah shelling that againtold that i’m ready nah telling that again yo

run the riddemcar man i run track more than 100 metreswhen it gets me you’re a dreamerman better breeze like cheetahtell a man stop running the games it aint fifaleave your eye blue like peteryou’re a shit so i’m chilling with japanese akeetahsused to put cheese on turneetahsi can’t ease up tell a man give up trying to keep upmight see me with a suit in my hands so you know i’ve been rolling trees updraw that strap a 16 bar that’ll clean your team upknow what i mean like metrefor five lift a mans feet upreal mic man or no retardshutup
bury that soundoh bury that sounddig that up bury that againshow that i’m ready nah shelling that againtold that i’m ready nah telling that again yo

talking in landlessfreedom impeachedman of the land and the anguish he speakstv pot holes steep like Atlantisfree from the land with plans of expansionmy angles the dankestjammed with the ramp kidspainting the mansions smoothing the blocksyou strudels a popmove it you losttough sounds dead row and duck down

you don’t see me nowyou don’t see me now

rules of the youth touchdownorder and truth what nowkodine in my cup rough houseany beat that i touch run outsick of these dated wayssmooth on the paper chasenever tire of grindingthe line in the fire i spray on trackstalking in landlessfreedom impeachedman of the land and the anguish he speakstv pot holes steep like Atlantisfree from the land with plans of expansion
you don’t see me nowyou don’t see me now

walk in the rave like check thisgot one more for the set listjump on stage see everybody skanking the way so you know who the best isabout time that i reached beast modeman i unleash these flowsmake a man freeze with a he-tarhe should of known i’m coldthen man them talking the chatman i keep catching him slippingnot walking the walk its a factthem man are acting the villaini’m bursting bubbleshopes and dreams turn to burning rubblesee that we’re causing damagebut it oughta lesson if you learn a couple

it gets lit in the raveyacking blazing piff in the ravethought its a war get your jaw to the floortell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head backcriss cross lift offsend a man flying no jet pack

straight head shot man i go for the killguys wanna talk bout holding a millaint no food in your fridge now you better focus on holding a mealnow that i’m back did i mention?man i come back with a vengeancewalk in the spot and i drop one track that i know will grab their attention
came for the title aint met a rivalride all day but still aint a slave to the cyclepatiently wait my arrival blaze in the haze and the nightolselecta jaw for that one like wohad to give her more and now they’re like woenergy is pouring out tonight pouring out the place and make them go wo

it gets lit in the raveyacking blazing piff in the ravethought its a war get your jaw to the floortell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head backcriss cross lift offsend a man flying no jet pack

draw for the gun draw for the gun fingercausing a riot i’m causing a mix uppour me a big cupfadedi’m riding a tidal waveycoming up in the beatup in the wave i’m stuck in a dreammore like a nightmare when i am therescary stopping them sleepeverybody wanna be the bandittill they getting canned itaint no lifestyle choice and i roll this madnesssad this mindset might leave you on the canvaswhen you’re on mic don’t get carried awaykeyatone might get you carried awayplanning the fade but clangingdon’t get them mixed upthem man ran out the rave

it gets lit in the raveyacking blazing piff in the ravethought its a war get your jaw to the floortell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head backcriss cross lift offsend a man flying no jet pack

ready set go tell them i’ll be getting involveddead him on sight never been a get along guycheck one check twolive on the set deck one deck twolive in effect get ready for the hypesetting pace nicely energy ariseempty the clip like where can i go?empty the safe i’m here for the goldthem man there get air on the seti come through like an heir to the thrownheat up beef sizzlapass me the trees and a rizzlaasta la vista i’m arniecome with an army to fix ya

it gets lit in the raveyacking blazing piff in the ravethought its a war get your jaw to the floortell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head backcriss cross lift offsend a man flying no jet pack

Honey don’t call me on the telephone
Don’t ring my bell baby
I ain’t home Can’t pick you up can’t drop you a line
Sorry baby I ain’t got the time I’m busy I’m busy

I’ve got so much to do it’s got me feeling dizzy
Real sorry baby I’m just too busy

Saturday night I ain’t hitting the hop I told you baby
I’m too busy to bop
No time to twist no time to have fun
I ain’t jiving got stuff to be done

I’m busy, well baby
I’m busy well I’ve got so much to do it’s got me feeling dizzy
Real sorry baby I’m just too busy

Honey don’t call me on the telephone
Don’t ring my bell baby I ain’t home
Can’t pick you up, gotta step on the gas
I tell you baby it’s a pain in the ass

I’m busy I’m busy

I’ve got so much to do it’s got me feeling dizzy
Real sorry baby I’m just too busy

Got things to do got people to see
Got fish to fry got places to be
Can’t pick you up I can’t drop you a line
I’m sorry baby I ain’t got the time

I’m busy I’m busy

I’ve got so much to do it’s got me feeling dizzy
Real sorry baby I’m just too busy