Chip — Killer Mc

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I just black out, snap out, watch man tap out
It’s back on, Chip can’t back down nor back out
Skengman? Shoot me then, get your wap out
It’s all cap ’til I snap, blow your cap out
Attack him, whack him, have it from him? Imagine
With all these bangers I’m packing
Don’t put me in a mismatch, diss man ’til I dish back
I got diss track, diss tracks that I dispatch
Pick a forehead, wig that for the big chat
Mi nah chit-chat, click-clack, on my spliff, yack
All the smoke, come with that
When I sky that, full air force, ya dig dat?
Yo, how many spitters have I killed on the mic?
Wanna enter the morgue? Come get a wristband
It gets tekky, try at your own risk, fam
If I ever put the mic down, bet you miss man

Didn’t really wanna be a killer MC, but man cross the line, I’ma kill a MC
Why is it always Chipmunk clashing all these ‘we usеd to be niggas’ MC’s?
I’m sick and tired, nah, sick, not tired, I’ll risе it, fire, and kill a MC
Make a man wanna catch me in real life ‘cah it’s special the way that I spin an MC

Yeah, I spin an MC (Yeah)
Spin an MC and his bredrin that can’t rap
Who taught you don’t run out of bars akh? (Chippy)
Shut your mouth, cut the crap
I’m the bars man, never had a bar, fam
Barman, black sheep, baa-baa, haha
Never been in all the hoo-rah-rah-rah (Nope)
I’m Mr. Miyagi of the bars ting (Hahaha)
Pick a karate kid and half him (Ching)
Pull up like, «Where the food? I want munch» (Yep)
Pull up, just X out spitters, I want dump (Brrt)
Ash said, «What’s the time?» I said, «Lunch» (Uh)
I was out here before all these cunts
Put some respect on my name
You’re lettin’ him say he’s the best MC in the country like I’m not still in this game
Mek gyal tune but mi love pepper and spray

Didn’t really wanna be a killer MC, but man cross the line, I’ma kill a MC
Why is it always Chipmunk clashing all these ‘we used to be niggas’ MC’s?
I’m sick and tired, nah, sick, not tired, I’ll rise it, fire, and kill a MC (Rrah)
Make a man wanna catch me in real life ‘cah it’s special the way that I spin an MC

Why is it never MC’s that have come before me that want to war me?
I must be surely the coldest MC to touch the country
Like that ain’t my lyric book, boy, it’s a pumpy
I’m super dumpy, only God can judge me
So, Jesus, forgive me if I keep up a fuckery
Unnu ah go mek di teacher keep up a madness
Why? Bloodclart, too many students acting
Superflex, beat man with a ruler
King? Which part? This part, I’m ruler
Mi ah di big darg, this art, I’ll school ya
Cash Motto inside, niggas can’t fool us
Dem boy deh suh that side don’t chat me (Nah)
North best spitters in the game, don’t at me
Money can’t buy technique, just chill
If I don’t say it, who will? Yo

Didn’t really wanna be a killer MC, but man cross the line, I’ma kill a MC
(Pull it, pull it)
Make a man wanna catch me in real life ‘cah it’s special the way that I spin an MC (Rrah)
Oi, miss me out you know? Haha