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aitch - on your marks (intro) lyrics

{intro}
yeah
on your marks, you ain’t ready for man
yo

[chorus]
i said i’m sick with it, f-cking rip it till the beats finished
i spit an image when i pay the mic a visit
got an evil sort of spirit but i’m cl-ssy like a violinist
even though the lyrics are explicit, fam, you need to get wid it
on your marks, i swear this is just the start
right here and the finish line is so far apart
but i’m grinding like tony
tell him “don’t phone me”, i can’t cl-ss him as my homie

[verse 1]
put your trainers on, it’s time to get the cake in don
when you hear the bang, set off the blocks and get the racing on
when i write a tune i hit the booth and get to lacing one
how many mc’s are overtaking? (none)
f-ck it, pick the speed up, i might need to lift my knees up
nah, i ain’t from peckham, but i’m tryna get my p’s up
tell a man to ease up when i spit i switch the greaze up
or i might come with it cold and move my engineer to freeze up (hahaha)
i just holla’d at whyjay, told him i cooked up something fresh, he said “why wait?”
roll to the studes, i’ll be there in a few i said when i drop this set man’ll be like “why aitch?” (why)
’cause i’m in manny’s top 5 and there’s no doubt about it
’cause when i drop lines, i build a sound around it
around guys that’ll place the fist right where your mouth is
yeah, i’m from north but i got dons located in the south bits

[chorus]
sick with it, f-cking rip it till the beats finished
i spit an image when i pay the mic a visit
got an evil sort of spirit but i’m cl-ssy like a violinist
even though the lyrics are explicit, fam, you need to get wid it
on your marks, i swear this is just the start
right here and the finish line is so far apart
but i’m grinding like tony
tell him “don’t phone me”, i can’t cl-ss him as my homie

[verse 2]
when i bring out a tune everyone gets so g-ssed
that they ain’t even realised my work rates sh-t
i write bars when i want and take all the time i need
to be honest, i don’t think i know what work rate is
but if i put my mind to it i could probably shine through it
when i’m feeling stressed, i play a beat and rhyme to it
you can send but why do it? ’cause you know that i slew it
if there’s a big brick wall in front of me, i’ll fly through it
like, uh, fam i need this i’m hungry for it
man don’t want a feature, don’t want the white younger on it
f-ck ’em, youtube i’m doing numbers on it
beats so cold i need to put a f-cking jumper on it
tell ’em if they want it they can come and get it, standard
come through with a mic in front of bare bystanders
i don’t know what you’re thinking don, your girl’s got standards
why d’you think that when you call the b-tch she never answers?

[chorus]
i’m sick with it, f-cking rip it till the beats finished
i spit an image when i pay the mic a visit
got an evil sort of spirit but i’m cl-ssy like a violinist
even though the lyrics are explicit, fam, you need to get wid it
on your marks, i swear this is just the start
right here and the finish line is so far apart
but i’m grinding like tony
tell him “don’t phone me”, i can’t cl-ss him as my homie

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