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skepta, frisco, calibar & too real - sbtv cypher (part 2/3) lyrics

[skepta(s) & frisco(f)]
(f): this tune’s a stonker!!
(s): sbtv, sbtv, exclusive
yo…

[verse 1: frisco]
the black jamaican, i’m way too heavy
every time i open my mouth blud
i say a lyric and another mc gets buried
yeah, six feet under
leave a hole in your jumper
when the big skeng rings out like a private number
ring ring, talk to the answer machine
oi, skepta, pass the machine
i just wanna do my part for the scene
i’m a big man but they wanna see me act like i’m fifteen
nah fam, it’s a big man ting, please stop watching the whip man’s in
i don’t wanna be no funky house dj
but they got me on a wig man ting
[verse 2: skepta]
yo
they wanna run it up
but like armour said, “it’s nothing, leave them”
bare skeng talk, i can’t believe them
the red and white r6, i’ll leave them
ed hardy glasses, i can’t see them
so why you talking like you can’t die?
one bullet in each lung, breath then
you see you’re sounding wheezy
and i heard your cd
you and your mandem are talking greazy
i just tell a man like d+e+e
come on, come on!
do you really think i give two f+cks if you’re greazy?
i don’t think so
you ain’t seen greazy yet
‘cah when my mandem pop it off
your manna will fly into the sky like easyjet

[verse 3: calibar]
cop this smell, flow off the rails
i put that peng on the beat, took ’em off the scales
and though i didn’t make much off sales
i still copped the [?], [?] on my belt
i’m c+cky as h+ll
i was raised in the well, been erasing with sh+lls
for the fools be the type that be raising them h+ll
while i bring ’em more heat than satan himself
they ain’t ready, i’ll conquer the uk
coming to america like eddie
i ain’t even the king of zamunda
i’m still opening doors like a push bar
big plans in the pipeline
all had a flows like a pipeline
you might need a canoe
i spit raw peru
i’m upfront, i can replace kalu
achoo, i spit illness
until i park phantoms in chrome
don’t tamp with hoes, cah’ tantrums they throw
they’re in love with my banter and dough
you know me, i stunt without bungee cords
never waited for dough to come long before until music
but soon i’ll accomplish more
’til then, live off green like a herbivore
stepped up to boxes from eighths
thanks to my french connection in h
see me change like i’m [?] weight
we increase our selection and bapes
pelé, pelé, don’t rock pelés
moves like pellè got me through, no headache
i’m the best, when i first wrote a sixteen
i got adlibs tighter than your sixteen
[verse 4: skepta]
yo
i flew out, flew down the road, flew back then flew in
my mum knows what i’m doing
and deep down, i know she’s scr+w+ng
i fell asleep with thirteen scores in my mouth
had a dream about chicken and chips
like an eedyat, i started chewing
woke up, then i started spewing
thinking when is all this gonna end?
i had to open them up then wrap them again
see, i’ve been on the road so if the beat needs road bars, it’s nothing i’ll strap them again
all the mandem know i’m certified, you can’t school me, i’ve been there
yeah, that’s why when you walk in the dances where all the badboys go to, i’m in there

[verse 5: too real]
i come from the gutter gutter, next to a crack house
bare fake n+ggas scr+w+ng, walking about
i can tell they’re not real, i can tell they’re all mouth mouth
i rep north, rep t, what’d they know ’bout
been away for a minute, trust, but i’m back now
things are gonna be changing around here
been away for a minute, trust, but i’m back now
things are gonna be changing around here
dough, i got a stack now, dough, i got a stack now
over the years, a lot of sh+t went down
[?] boys merking n+ggas for a few pounds
to me, they’re all clowns, my life, i turned around
positive sh+t, i’m all about but the haters wanna take the food out your mouth
i’m from north, i d+
ahh!
i’m from north, i d+
jheeze!
[skepta & frisco]
boy better know, man
tiverton block
t block, all day, listen…

[verse 6: frisco]
cah’ when i start dumping, they start jumping around
no, i ain’t mucking around
soon as i arrive, i’m clocking ’em out
talk to me bad and get a tump in your mouth
i’ll come to your house, on the same vibe as tempa
kick off your door when i enter
4+5 cali’, i’m dumping it out
like mark, diss me, i’ll start slumping ’em out
sh+ll, who’s ready for a merking?
i’m better with metaphors, none of them are ready for the flow not to mention the wording
spit bars ’til your throat starts hurting
fam, don’t ramp with your life
wanna ramp with fris’ and get lamped in your eye?
i’m a gangster for life
always recording
boy better know, i’m repping it right

[verse 7: skepta]
don’t talk to me about the high road
back then i was moving psycho
rolling ten man strong, minimum seven+up like fido dido
scotland green, collect my giro
my whole crew wanted by the 5+0
for cooking up food, floating on top of the water like a lilo
five to nine, nine to five
anytime, any day, scotty was live
i never had no time to look pretty
two sets of clothes like jekyll and hyde
selling drugs in the baitest ride
one cat buying food off me from this window
another cat buying food off president t on the drivers’ side

[verse 7: frisco]
i’m from north london where the mandem sho
north london, where the mandem sho, sho, sho
mandem sho
north london where the mandem+
yo, i’m from t block, yo, where the mandem sho
where the mandem sho
sho, sho, sho, mandem sho
yooo, yo
well let me start breaking it in, get in touch with it, start taking it in
there’s couple good mc’s out here but i can’t see one of them making it in
f+ck making it rain, i be making it blaze and your likkle mix tape went straight in the bin
‘dem man are on some usa ting, me i stay uk, london slang
n15 where all the tugdem hang
don’t bend up your face when you see me, be easy
just show love to me fam and your wifey wants to make love to me fam
d+mn and i’m out for the grands, west end shopping + me, richard and sam
there’s so many mc’s putting out mixtapes, none of them are better than back 2 da lab
chat to me fam, real talk chat to me
don’t get vexed, the best i actually am
back 2 da lab volume 2, best mixtape of ’07, chat to me man
boy better know album, that be the plan
violations get the back of the hand
and then i start tumping him up, like custard manaman’s lumping him up

[verse 8: skepta]
call us now
1+1+8, call us now
boy better know, that’s the label now
left them youths in a cradle now
left them with no milk in a bottle
certain man wanna f+ck with the team, ’til i grip on the ting
like a rasclart yamaha trottle
god knows i don’t wanna fight and+
but man keep testing my patience
tell a&e “make way for the patients”
frisco’s got a lot of powerful skengs
so he might bust one on a special occasion
rudeboy just stress out my brain, then it’s a 38th special occaision
they’ll be a lot of, banging and screaming
kinda like a firework celebration
boy better know

[verse 9: frisco]
what is it on?
skeps, who’s my man? what is he on?
i ain’t come here to try merk anybody
but forget the hype, if it’s on, then it’s on
i’ll done a man’s dance then i’m gone then i’m gone
skeng daddy bars when i’m on when i’m on
i just wanna bill a l!ckle vibe for the gyaldem
hotel pop off the thong, then it’s on
with a likkle bit of high grade, dom perignon
champagne, hennessy, not very long
we need some more+

[calibar]
ahhh! it’s on, it’s on!!
pull it, pull it!

- skepta frisco calibar too real lyrics

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