Mike Lowery
Skepta
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Too many wannabe badboys flexin' like they're so rowdy Look a badboy straight in the face, tell him I'm a real bad boy, f*ck Mike Lowery I don't take disrespect, neither do the guys that are standing around me I do it how they didn't wanna do it, now they wanna try and do it, but I'm telling them 'llow me When I shut one eye and aim, I hit the target Ben Cook now sitting at home now try'na figure out how he fucked up his artist If the game was a tray full of ice cubes then I'll be the coldest and the hardest The last MC that dissed me, blood on the ceiling, blood on the carpet See I've got more heart than Tony Hawks but when I'm riding, I ain't ramping I'm ready for all out war, them man are lying on the floor camping Man in my hood said keep it professional, Skepta, forget the mad ting I just say Candyman five times in the mirror but nothing ain't happening When I say that I stick it in the pussy'ole, cuz it ain't no sexual innuendo I been producing since Mario Paint on the Super Nintendo So if a man wants to violate me I will make this beat at the fastest tempo Kill another MC then go Spain and change my name to Lorenzo There ain't no clowns 'round here, wanna find one, go to the circus F*ck a suspended sentence, I'll re-offend if I ever get nervous I say what I mean, mean what I say, so when I say it I'm saying it on purpose I tell a man that wants to rob me don't bother coming if you ain't got burners I gave up smoking and then I got stressed out, told K.J. get the weed in Lying in bed, paranoid thoughts in my head, staring at the ceiling One hundred nightmares in my brain clearly try'na stop me sleeping One thousand diamonds in my chain, and it's hurting a lot of mans feelings You wanna know why they call me Guy Fawkes in the club, just look at my table Now they wanna know what Skepta's worth, they wish they knew my appraisal Black carbon fibre on the roof of the white Audi, I'm so interracial I start with a little bit of foreplay, have sex, then finish off with a facial When it comes to the bedroom, ladies, better know I'm so X-rated I met her on Monday, made love on the same day cause I ain't Craig David Big high-grade spliff, Courvoursier and Gold, nigga I'm so wasted I can't drive like this but it's okay 'cause Jamie's driving a spaceship Boy Better Know
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