1] I know you man just might run out of Chip can't run out of I you man just might run out of bars Chip run out of bars I know you man just run out of bars Chip can't run out of I you man just might...
On the mic now, start a fight right now Went left but I'm right now, alright now You ain't got a plaque, down Peng lighty, that's She D, look, I wanna write right now her listen up babe, I'll fill up this page and Bring the right round [?] man make the go deep I grab the pen, peak Man think can murk me, OMG Big up, got big dreams to the P, that lyrical G Top 90s MC My man that he don't take 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, blud I can actually rhyme You the words as hard as eggs Look, you can get scrambled, boiled or I get high, I to Sox So on the mic, I pulled up Yeah, big up and what it surfaced I disappeared, I perfect But I'll ya dance 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 myself So I can know how it feels to nervous Fam, you got the right idea? Chipmunk's back, verbal Who's the MC I'm to fear? Believe your own hype I'm here You can't the truth Don't want fire? Boy, hide the I heard Fire in the Booth Oi Charlie, that fire in the booth Want fire? You can on me Torn in my knee So right now I bend it like Beckham But you can get a toe out the scene out, this year I'm coming, yo Pepper man, got the curry flow And I'll dinner with the royal family If they all agree to have go And give my mum's husband his I came back and deeper The whole of England better up back in your speaker 2015, I'm not [?] I'm on a mad F your deal and your Leap on the mic, I do my damn Until I die, I rep my Boy better know Cash Motto's my Scrapping for fans? Nope, not me Soon, soon, see me on ITV Yeah, Wong passed me his [?] Shaolin Munk, you know about me? I the beat, my bars are the sneeze My fire burns be on degree Woo! do it big though I had gyal on my Ericsson, on my Nokia Back this was my ringtone Man don't know Chip's on They're like rah, what planet is from? got two pages now full of bars I put my pen down, [?]
Like what, you want more, you more? 8, 16, 24 When my bars clap, clap, clap, clap, Man down, no one caught, Trust me, man better leave me flow, cap one in your dome High grade spliff, back in my So many bars, I'm a on my own I've got the MC man of the title MC You don't want to MC Cuh you can't all MC Chipmunk, I was to MC Don't me, [?] MC I'm a father, I've born MCs But listen, I'll abort an MC
I'm not done, give me more, give me 8 bars, 16 or 24 Pull up in the dance, get a fam With a 16, I a 16 at 24 When I this bar in my 30s Wanna you can't murk me And the little sly digs hurt me Listen, I'm a big man but I'm not 30 Man the scene, man know I'm from it Man just gassed, man want it Man Chipmunk, man know I'm froggy Mic in my right hand, you want it Listen, I'm a lad, not bad But I put my pen to my pad, it's like 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
[Break: Chip sends for Tinie Tempah after hearing his 2014 Fire in the
2] Yo, I've got lyrics than all your lyrics Trust me, forget lyrics If I look you dead in your and spit mine You'll forget your Forget your lyrics, I'll pull up and your lyrics No intellect, your Yout man, property ladder, my Don't know how far you'll get your Party, jumping lyrics, lyrics lyrics Gyal dem me lyrics Girls dump me lyrics your girl, I've got lyrics Stacks on Trust me, fam, you can't buy Told bill it And he did, threw me a spliff, more I go house to buy lyrics Man are paro' now cause my You'll all get narrowed cause my lyrics I'm still living off my old But not off my old lyrics You know boy got the flow 2015, I'm to go Yeah, I touch pen and pad, When I pen and pad, go When you pen and pad, no you touch pen and pad, home This music not for everyone I repeat, not for I've got a big head, no But now I'm tackling everyone Yeah, Motto fam with me If I'm in your ends, that's man's couldn't make my team no closer C to the M, family 15, I lost my Mum Dad, that was sad to me I was in the studio, That's I wrote "They're Family" I guess the kid's into and things Put my hand on my heart, was bad of me You're at home like you got bars Nah fam, this is art for my Right now I'm in galaxy I sell this ship for a Picasso wage To anyone that block my path Go suck mum, I'm back, it's rage Go your gyal, I'm back, it's rage Somebody's feel my pain Or gonna feel a page I do not miss I aim Yeah, you [?] me any of the week Not one out of seven will be your And yeah, I got songs for But I still got bars to
Chick-King eater, T-high Gladesmore jumper, sneaker Prada wearer, lyrical MC out the 90's Came out the now I see You vs me on you not fair Peep at the top, still there,