Ajouter "JME - 96 Bars Of Revenge (Dirty+Lyrics)"

OPEN FOR LYRICS!!! Like the Facebook page - https://www.facebook.com/unsupportedbrowser I do not own this song just enjoy it! Lyrics! Anyone who dissed ma mom yeah suck ya dead great gran for ya dads batty crease rude boi It's time to up the levels again A new mc's born every weekend If your an mc don't try and be freindly Cause I will not holla back like gwen You'll get no air time like space Frankly there's not enough space There's already too many stars like space And I'm not avin a bar like space So shut ya mout gimme space gimme room If ya don't then you will be facin ya doom My lyrics are deeper than a base in a tune With hidden messages like the face of the moon My lyrics will cheap up ya rhymes You just chat about beef all the time Your content is weeker than mine Your dry lyrics need some e45 Bare mc's just lie too much If not then they say like too much Easy peasy similies used frequently realy gets on my nerves High like sky Big like ben Air like pie That's what you do all the time in ya rhymes Not like mine When I come round it's metaphor time I'm so deep, when I come around, your ears pop, When I spit lyrics your ears stop Pickin up the ambient sounds around cause I'm on top Your so weak, when I come around, you best not Spit no lyrics, go have a drink, swag mc's, spit with me, Die in the lick It's not a good career choice My lyrics will deminish your voice If this was your lyric, you'd sayin sumfin like me bein crap in your rollz royce Not JME, that's too predictable Blud put on that rhymin voice I'll say sumfin deep like, when I go festivals I don't pay the ticket cause My names on the list V.I.p wristband triple A card Hangin from ma nekk Your not a musician, put you in a room with a computer you just surf the net Not me, I open fruit loops, koo base, locals, project Abelton live, I don't give a shit So turn on the computer, make a hit See Jme, hes in charge I ain't never been stealing cars I'm meetin stars My tunes will make ya mouth water, just like sweety jars I'm repeating bars Cause that's me, individual I didn't cheat in class You lot thicker than winston glass Lyk kano I got beats and bars My album will soon be out, you got that, Straight off the shelve like greeting cards 1s and 2s and 3s on the charts Run in HMV breezin past My lyrics are serious leavin scars Like skepta you hear me in cars I'm not a cheat but I'm breezin past Like a cheater, your a cow eatin grass Wanna see me in big car chase I'm guna grind in the paper chase Before all my skate park days Before music made the 8 bar phrase LISTENNN! like timble While Jme's hittin the right symbol Riddim is cold like a winter day Soon as the base gets cintelplates Trust, can't get rid of me since I learned how to export the mini sequence Skepta and Jme are rock Them lot got a loud base treble on the top room shot Any wasteman, with a pc Can't step to Skepta or Jme Yeah I no what you thought, could'ntbeat them at 140 ppm Yo, yo, blud, blud, don't get rude, rude, rude, rude boi warning you You, you, no, no, I don't normally slew, slew me thatll be the end of you All this bad boy talk is nothin Got a slit face if you wanna say somethin Don't get rude, blud I said don't get rude Or I will start up a cuttin Yo, yo, bredrin, fix your face, face, face, facts, facts, you can't spray Spray Jme blud what did you say Say that agen that's the end of ya day All this rare tare tare is air Think you'll scare me if you swear Don't get rude, blud I said don't get rude, or I will break your air