I toss mcces into tha burning inferno wit a fire like temper
Im fully focused bout starting n empire as I keep ma eyes in da center
Producing scripts at lightning speeds
Im just using ma trix for ma writing needs
Reciting knees as im frighting these challengers
Im sighting mcees as they come one a day like Christmas calendars
Sparking magic as ya guaranteed ta feel ma presence
Lol in fact u can call me santa coz on tha mic I deliver ma presents
N it’s a sure thing dat ya gunna feel it
Im as sharp as da claws on a cat so u call me felix
Im stayin tight as ma heart continues pumpin
Rappin day n night as ma sickness exploding like bullets to a pumpkin
N im improving everyday by inches n fractions
As im jumpin over more hurdles than colin Jackson
Come ta me n ya bound ta get played n left sorted
I play around for days n its like my chest forces
These words ta manouver n come of ma tounge
I’ll burst a looser so dun I blame ya if ya run to ya mum
I aint complaining as I survive n sway tides
Imcompetence breaks guys as its always da words that come out n da face hides
Ma raps glide smooth wit pride
Im like n eagle da way I move n slide
Ma bones grindin as the rest of ma life unwinding
I sit alone rhyming knowing dat catching a beat about right timing
Ma life a struggle dealing with daily requests
I wish I could just sit back why you pay me cheques
Alcohol consuming…girls, chics… ladies n sex
That’d be the life without problems or a daily hex
But it’s the thought of failing in da first place dat made me vexed
But ima keep flowing n keep it down ta earth
Ive ground da dirt n now im here ta conncect ma sound ta nerves
N leave n mcee fried n in da worst state
So dun go dissing me wen u aint even heard me in da first place
Coz that shit annoyin n just leaves me pissed
Sick rhymes im employing just ta leave weeds dissed
Sit back… relax, put ya feet up n read this
Maybe youll collapse wen ya discover this intelleligent species
Bombard you wit rap treaties ta leave ya buried
Im on charge weekly n’ll hang u upside down n bleed ya belly
That’s just a quick message ta judge mental-dudes
I dun hold a grudge but in a battle im quick ta grind a pencil through.
I know I’ve got talent but im yet to have been pushed
Coz wen I rap I come straight through like a fucking clean swoosh
N I wanna learn different styles so I can rite all stuff
I mite fall rough but that’d be down ta academics coz ma fucking high-school-suxed
When a teacher handed me a pen It’d melt n burn quick
Coz I would always write rhymes n never learnt shit
N ma grades were so bad u can call me mister d
I never stayed…got ma grades n I was quick-ta-leave
Moving on to college..that’s a whole new era
Fuk ma knowledge.. now I got room for a whole new error
Mind as light as a feather...I dun bite never ever
I dun give a shit wen im out I’ll write wotever tha weather.
Ite cool im out..this was just text lunch
This a little of ma skill.. just wait till I bust next month




YUNG-FLOWS!!!!!!!!!!