Certified don Run on tracks There getting a stitch Dumb twats Forgetting I’m lit I’m heavy with dis Bars back to back I’m a star that’s a fact Ready to spit Bars are on tap Dripping out the brain Mars attacks Dishing out the pain Started last Now I’m spitting this insane Come far from my past Now there calling out my name M I K E Sickest in the game Get in line I’m next Getting everyone vexed With the rhymes To impress Never feeling threats It’s time for success As I rhyme with finesse Fucking hard just like sex That’s a bar lifting reps Cross the line I’m snapping necks Bars aligned with cashing cheques Ur out of your depth I’m in deep water On a boat By myself Looking for rappers to slaughter been fucked up since I was 12 A minute in my thoughts An they will see it’s fire like hell Daaaamon Its Friday An I’m lasin The beat With the cadence I found Doing it my way it’s sweet No I’m grimey From the street Brain untide It’s my time Now iv harnessed my belief I’m a Spartan on the beat On my own frying minds Like a bbq cooks meat Raise the temperature Every time I’m performing on the beat Let them in my mind Then there lining up for me Not going to waste any time Cause that isn’t free Mind is weighing heavy like a boulder Let me show ya Why I’m colder Now I’m older I won’t try an console ya Once the beat is murdered An iv released all the burdens An the sheep start hurden Go away Im here worken