1] I know you man just might run out of Chip can't run out of I know you man just run out of bars Chip run out of bars I know you man just might run out of Chip can't run out of I you man just might...
On the mic now, start a fight right now Went but I'm right now, it's alright now You ain't got a plaque, down Peng lighty, that's She D, look, I wanna write right now Told her listen up babe, I'll up this page and Bring the pipe round [?] man the fish go deep I grab the pen, peak Man they can murk me, OMG Big up, got big dreams C-H-I to the P, that G Top 90s MC My man said that he don't coke at his nose like "that's not weed" Me, I'm Jackson of grime This I'm going on Bad 25 with the sly digs, actually try Look, actually I can actually rhyme You with the words as as eggs Look, you can get scrambled, or fried I get high, I to Sox So on the mic, I up mine Yeah, big up grime and what it I disappeared, I ain't But I'll done ya with these verses I don't know I'm doing but it's working Me, I think and see beyond the I might do a song featuring So I can know how it feels to nervous Fam, you got the right idea? back, verbal diarrhoea Who's the MC I'm to fear? your own hype until I'm here You can't hide the Don't want fire? Boy, the booth I heard Tinie's in the Booth Oi Charlie, weren't fire in the booth fire? You can count on me Torn ligament in my So right now I can't bend it like But you can get a toe punt out the Watch out, year I'm coming, yo Pepper man, I've got the flow And I'll have dinner with the royal If they all agree to curry go And my mum's husband his Visa I came back and deeper The whole of better wake up Chipmunk's back in your 2015, I'm not [?] I'm on a mad F deal and your campaign Leap on the mic, I do my damn I die, I rep my scene Boy better know Cash my team Scrapping for Nope, that's not me Soon, soon, see me on ITV Yeah, Master Wong me his [?] Munk, what you know about me? I bless the beat, my bars are the My fire burns be on third Woo! Still do it big I had gyal on my Ericsson, on my Nokia when this was my ringtone Man don't know Chip's on They're like rah, what planet is from? I've got two pages now full of I put my pen down, [?]
Like what, you more, you want more? 8, 16, 24 my bars clap, clap, clap, clap, clap Man down, no one caught, Trust me, man leave me alone flow, cap one in your dome High grade spliff, back in my So bars, I'm a crew on my own I've got the MC man of the title MC You want to rival MC Cuh you can't all MC Chipmunk, I was to MC Don't me, [?] MC I'm a father, I've some MCs But listen, still abort an MC
I'm not done, give me more, me more 8 bars, 16 or 24 up in the dance, get a reload fam With a 16, I a 16 at 24 When I this bar in my 30s understand you can't murk me And the little sly digs don't me Listen, I'm a big man but I'm not 30 Man know the scene, man I'm from it Man gassed, man don't want it Man know Chipmunk, man I'm froggy Mic in my hand, you don't want it Listen, I'm a lad, not bad But when I put my pen to my pad, it's a gat Anytime I bust a rhyme, I make it Look how I'm moving it forward, bringing it Cut the beat, F that, it back Listen we can get a set vibe live on the
Chip sends for Tinie Tempah after hearing his 2014 Fire in the Booth]
2] Yo, I've got lyrics better than all lyrics Trust me, your lyrics If I you dead in your eyes and spit mine You'll forget lyrics Forget your lyrics, I'll up and check your lyrics No intellect, lyrics Yout man, ladder, my lyrics Don't know how far you'll get lyrics Party, jumping lyrics, dumping Bored-in-my-front-room Gyal dem love me Girls dump me lyrics Hide girl, I've got lyrics Stacks on me, fam, you can't buy lyrics Told bill it And he did, threw me a spliff, lyrics I go Shalo's to buy lyrics Man are now cause my lyrics all get narrowed down cause my lyrics I'm living off my old lyrics But not off my old lyrics You that boy got the flow 2015, I'm to go Yeah, I touch pen and pad, I touch pen and pad, go When you pen and pad, no you touch pen and pad, home This ting's not for everyone I repeat, not for I've got a big head, no But right now I'm tackling Yeah, Cash Motto fam me If I'm in your ends, that's man's Blood couldn't my team no closer C to the M, family 15, I lost my Mum left Dad, was sad to me I was in the studio, That's when I "They're Family" I guess the kid's into money and Put my hand on my heart, was bad of me at home like you still got bars Nah fam, this is art for my Right now I'm in galaxy I should sell this for a Picasso wage To anyone that tried my path Go suck your mum, I'm back, it's Go suck your gyal, I'm back, it's Somebody's gonna feel my Or somebody's feel a page I do not when I aim Yeah, you [?] me any time of the Not one out of seven will be days And yeah, I got songs for But I got bars to spray
Chick-King eater, streeter Gladesmore jumper, sneaker wearer, lyrical MC tearer Straight out the Came out the now I see You vs me on you that's not at the top, still there, yeah