Flavour

[Intro: Novelist] Flavour, I've got the flavour When I touch mic it's nothing but, nothing but Flavour, I've got the flavour When I touch mic it's nothing but, nothing but Flavour, I've got the flavour When I touch mic it's nothing but, nothing but Flavour Trust me blud [Verse 1: Novelist] I make man wanna cancel Cuh dem man are not like me Could he ever murk me? Not slightly Dem man are headlice, they're tryna bite me From Brockley, I'm a top G Murking man and you can't stop me Don't know why they're on a music ting If you're gonna spit bars then do it properly Do it properly, do it right Your chick looks like she'll do it right Text your girl, I will do it all day Text your girl, I will do it all night I ain't gonna hype, she wants a real man But I don't feel that, I ain't gonna wife I ain't gonna lie, she's got her back but If you wanna keep that, I ain't gonna fly [Chorus: Novelist] Flavour, I've got the flavour When I touch mic it's nothing but flavour Flavour, flavour, I've got the flavour When I touch mic it's nothing but flavour Flavour When I touch mic it's nothing but flavour Flavour, flavour, I've got the flavour When I touch mic it's nothing but flavour [Verse 2: Novelist] Gyal dem can't get enough Eight bar give gyal dem heat rush When I'm on the road, they look from the bus All looking at man like "oh, he's buff" Wanna ring man, phone me up Cause I've got bars they (show me love) Certain gyal wanna act prestige Flexing but they can't show me up You got hench, don't think you're rough You got hench, don't think you're sick You don't wanna see me turn old school Nov Remove your wifey with a Nokia brick I'm a G, please stop running your lips Like D, you can, you'll get a fly kick N-O-V the super MC Can't ever take man for a sidekick [Chorus: Novelist] Flavour, I've got the flavour When I touch mic it's nothing but flavour Flavour, flavour, I've got the flavour When I touch mic it's nothing but flavour Flavour When I touch mic it's nothing but flavour Flavour, flavour, I've got the flavour When I touch mic it's nothing but flavour [Verse 3: Novelist] From South, not East, not a Cockney Badder MC, N-O-V From Brockley, I'm a top G So no, see you can't hop me I'm doing this properly, don't really care? You're left feeling N-O-V, that's where I murk everywhere I go near Yeah, yeah, I call the shots like I'm mayor And blud, I'm a G You know that I'm spitting a vibe on the beat When I'm writing a tune, don't go H•A•M I take time on the tune, bit of grime on the tune Can't spit a bar like mine on the tune See me go somewhere like live on the tune I'll bruise anyone talking loose Anyone talking loose get bruised [Chorus: Novelist] Flavour, I've got the flavour When I touch mic it's nothing but flavour Flavour, flavour, I've got the flavour When I touch mic it's nothing but flavour Flavour When I touch mic it's nothing but flavour Flavour, flavour, I've got the flavour When I touch mic it's nothing but flavour