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mik - spar off lyrics

[intro: wiley & bushkin]
they don’t want to hear you
what, is that what you think? is that what you think?
oi, blud, calm, calm, calm
lyrics for lyrics, calm (no-no-no)
cuh man are rudeboy inna dis (no-no-no-no, no-no-no-no-no)
lyrics for lyrics, calm
you’re not big, you’re not big, you’re not, you’re not, you’re not, blud
none of that, none of that
you think i will take that? sorry, blud
oi, where is your promoter?

[verse 1: mik]
yeah, man see me and always
wanna try put these bars to the test
i told ’em you’re wasting time
if you wanna go bar-for-bar with no vest
everyday i wake up
look in the mirror to see the best
ain’t got time for a likkle mc
that can’t even handle a ref
i told man holla, please don’t bother
if it ain’t ching chang guala
money upfront, cash in hand
give me that pound, dollar (wong)
some don’t like it when i start talking
all that cakey sh-t
but when i was a yout, i didn’t have much
that’s why i do it, pr-ck

[break: bushkin]
hold on, hold on
nuh bwoy can’t tek mi fi p-ssy, hold on
hold on, nuh bwoy can’t tek mi fi p-ssy
man are big bloodclart badman
a wah dem p-ssy?
ayy bushkin, ayy bushkin

[verse 2: mik]
so much wee in the cup
and still these other mcs ain’t hard
they call me the ghostwriter for a reason
just come holla me, darg
bars and flows i give to the needy
i ain’t gonna let man starve
a pinky here, a pinky there
i call that the pinky dance
i hit the b-e-double-l oh
we call that the mi chant
so you wanna be the best mc? cool
just know who’s in charge
one p, two p, three p, more
five p, six p, little remix that i done for the par

[break: bushkin]
and then we gon’ get nasty
wah dem, stupid?
wah dem, stupid?
ask me a question
hold on, hold on
hold on

[verse 3: mik]
i just wanna do my ting till i’m old and grey
and make it look easy
jump on set, get four reloads in a row
i call that easy
five tracks in two hours
bak to the lab, i call that easy
make two tunes for the gyal dem
don’t get it twisted, i’m still greazy
i’m still mi
two mac-10s and a sawn-off semi
black mac in the backpack with a satnac
looking for the best mc, let me grab that
indi-ers used, bro, i catch that
got a new ting and i call that headback
better get back if you ain’t gonna match that
uncle’s back with the bowser, have that, oh

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