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lirik lagu mc hammersmith - finale - mic drop monday no.53

mic drop mondays is finally over
52 weeks now it’s time for some closure
bars and more bars for a year i’ve dropped hits
so i’mma wrap it up with some lyrics like this:
stomp on the track and i rip it because i be utterly sick of the pitiful sight
of these talentless charlatans rapping in filler the industry’s feeding you literal tripe
i’m committed to shifting their grip on the mic with the limitless wit and the physiotype
of a skinny, formidable kid with the mind of a k!ller that’s quicker than visible light
i’m a fast speaker, bean on my grind: call me a bar~ista
ladies love thе lyrics that i’m kickin’ son
i get birds animated: (heh) chickеn run
rappers envious of all the props that i’ve got
they need to cool it ‘cos all the weekly content i drop is
hotter than a billion sun rays
call my enemies garfield: these p~ssies hate mondays
i can rhyme with words that don’t even exist
like zike and furbin and jeeble and plisp(uh)
i’ve made videos with discipline
i’ve dropped more reels than a clumsy fisherman
quintupled my following, made them feel ill
got rappers in a pickle ‘cos i’m the real dill
slay the whole vernacular and cause some proper damage
‘cos i don’t mean it physically the way i body language
i’mma beat the living sh~t out of you, chump
you’ll be bandaged head to toe like your name’s mister bump
i know how you’ll feel from the illness of my rap notes
a little sick after my words like an exact quote
every insult i spit could never miss
i’m not self~referential but i am good at diss
so many guns and the number increases
i’m like a jigsaw: i’ve got 500 pieces
gun in each hand with suppressors on ’em thick
two silent boomers like my parents at my gigs
never shoot a blank round comin’ with the fat sound
will i, will i, astound, astound
yeah,yeah, yeah, if you wanna smack down whack clown
better, better back down. down, better, better back down. down
good god i get people screaming like woodstock
and that london is my hood squad
i’m a city boy like a good dog
like uh rappers are tragic
i’m cut from a different fabric
i’m earning my praise with a stick in my hand
getting rid of these snakes so they call me st .patrick
all the ladies begging for my hot fluids
your mum loves everything i’ve got: john lewis
(uh) she jumps me intensely
then she tossed my package like she delivers for evri
up against my zip where that booty thrive
so back it up quick: google drive
my wordplay: logical, never falls flat
your wordplay: ooh, big stretch, like a cat
gun in your mouth and i’m looking to squeeze
put the toastie to your grill: now we’re cooking with cheese
haters like my bars but they’re baffled by the noise
they say my writing’s fire but i haven’t got the voice
”your lyrics and your accent they are not in equivalence”
my words don’t match my mouth, it gives them cognitive dissonance
f~ck the lot of them, i’ll eat them with tabasco
and when i touch the microphone it turns into a macro
catch me cooking bars cruising down the boulevard
in a corsa full of more toned cougars than a zumba class
how many games can you spot from these rappers
guns and more guns but no shots from these rappers
something that thrills me is watching them retreating
from my fire raps: this is your captain speaking(uh)
i’m going on tour across the country
gangsta gent drill~ing fast raps for the money
a massive lad in the club, sick flow in the party
the lyrical strong guy, intro to finale
they call me an absolute m~s~ch~st
they call me the rapper who’s savagest
they call me the man ‘cos i managed this
and i only make bangers: that’s why they call me hammer~smith

- lirik lagu mc hammersmith

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