Mushrooms

(We gotta get 'em) (We gotta get 'em) (We gotta get 'em) (We gotta get 'em) [Verse 1 : Syer B] One of the illest to ever do it, son said I blew it But I faced the fire and came through it Cyanide fluid, spittin' the raw sewage, slewin' Don't even know why I do it Leavin' 'em in the past, like the boy with the bars who played truant Try blocking my path I break through it Laughin' when I surpass him, half-hearted rascal wannabe arse-lickers I might come through, send’ em arse over tit when I bar You can't chat shit when I bar Told you that I'm an arsenic when I come through Got the microphone lit when I bar Retarded, so sick when I spit Dumbfound wanna shit Throw towels in, like they went rounds with the king You're too loud when you sing I come down on it quick, cold hooks You will fly ? when I bar Try spar but can only sit and look from afar They say that the path Mark took was a par I laugh when I sit back and look where you are Half of them don't live the life that they spit Don't throw stones, ??? livin' in scarves Come through, sabotaging, any half-wit bombard when I'm barrin' [Verse 2: Devlin] It ain't a thing at all, Jimmy I'm the pinnacle of wordsmiths When I word this where the word is Just might wanna swerve this I will never say no names but I might give cash to my youngest to burn him I don't fuck with these kids like stars that'll turn out perverts That's why I've been away for a minute If I stay 'round here and I stack then it's murders Curtains for everyone certain The bad boy's on the mic but in real person They're all ? surgeons Get in the booth and tell lies like ? This ain't about lyrics anymore It's all about making bullshit go furthest So in that case I'm a spy for the F.B.I that works in Travis Perkins I spit lyrics and I laugh when It's hurtin' tryna put aside these urges When I'm singing these dirges, like my own verses Goes out to my street urchins They heard Jim Reaper was lurkin', and I can make electrics fall? 50 gram on a trip your circuits, and corned beef city won't fall As long as I'm around like a bullet and I rep to the fullest When I spray you with force [Syer b and Devlin] [S:] I will set em on fire like I got a mouth full of meth, spray 'em up like a blowtorch [D:] said as long as I'm around I be bodying the sound like scatterin' the beach with a corpse [S:] as long as I'm around I be swingin' 'em around, I be sending them clowns to the morgue I fuck up more bars than they've written Might come through take a shit in their kitchen You can hold all the cutlery you want Knives ain't gonna cut shit on a rhythm All that talk about cuttin' and killin' Not a shit given when I sit and I listen It's like I already know what you've written So I've already made my decision Come through old school like ? Told you that I'm colder than frost-bitten Already set off from the land of the villains Original soldiers came with a vision The way I ride on a rhythm, that I've written is so in precision I'm tellin' 'em again so listen Music 'n the system, they all went soft, my flows stiffer ? ? get injured [Devlin] I see next man, tryin' to expand That's hard when I'm present Fuck someone's pheasants, blood dotted feathers So long as there's rocks in the desert I'm a slum dog legend, every gutter in the UK hears my tunes play And some won't get 'em, until it's way too late or at all But it's cool, no way that I'm threatened So I'm bettin', that when I come through they're sweatin Like Lee Evans, taking it back, right back to the essence Ride with me but I'll bide these lessons You can never try and out-bar me If you're gonna bring war bring an army And make sure that your sure when you harm me Cos if not it's desperate measures [Outro] You tell 'em You tell 'em I'm coming Tell 'em I'm fucking coming