aight this is something new never done this before when is my time set when will it be due I just always remembered be the bigger man the man u never knew. this is my time I'll make sure it counts u threaten me come on my grounds I'll give u a scrap and 5 fucking pounds for parking at the hospital after I'm done with u it's logical being the bigger lad get out the park it's chronological see my face hear my voice take a Holt I'm walking stop imbrace u better leave before I get in your face Ur fucking scum your a fucking disgrace. I'm reasonably talented still waiting for a Collab to push me to make it on to the grandest stage of em all this ain't mortal Kombat it's a rap battle brawl fuck the proms fuck the balls fuck the police we all know when the cards are delt your fate will lie I knocked you out I put you on your ass bro where's your fucking excuse where's your shell it was a punch of honesty your like a gun barrel spraying get of a me your a fucking peasant you look up at me never gunna lead a gang cause you follow me this is a song for the roadies doing weed not Jane rolie polies doing drugs on the daily that money was the thing that made me I had a life but I blew it never got a another chance I flew it to the studio where the bars are spit on the lyricle patio or pavement but I'm gunna put you into submission I'm your replacement stay tuned for the next song it's gunna be fire I will get on my pedestal I will go higher.