HIGHER SECTOR

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These mc's need a fucking lie detector (they're liers!)

They're lying to their self

Their minds are messed up

They're talking gas

This ain't a science lecture

Someone tell security, supply the stretcher (haha)

I stab you in the eye and in the neck blud (ha)

I'm selfish, I invest in my investor, that's myself (yes!)

I'm elevating to a higher sector

[Verse 1]

I'm grimy

I'm a heavyweight, they're listening to me

You know I'm lively

I'm clever mate

I'm living in a dream

And you can find me down Devon ways, fishing in a stream

But don't come by me if I'm meditating, sipping on a tea

I just might be celebrating, swimming in the sea

And I know Tai-Chi

I'm demonstrating sitting in a tree

But if you try me, I won't hesitate to kick him in the teeth

You know it's likely

When my weapon sprays and hits him in the cheek

It lift you off your feet and leave you laying on the floor board (floor board)

My head is full of schizophrenic thought forms

I know some psychopathic warlords in Broadmoor

And they're some evil cunts and trust me they love raw war

Them governments

They're stubborn cunts

And they love blood and guts and cum and spunk so you best fucking run

You must be fucking dumb

So suck your mom you batty man

I'll fly kick you like Jackie Chan and happy slap the scatty tramp

[Hook]

One two one two

Mic selector

These mc's need a fucking lie detector (they're liers!)

They're lying to their self

Their minds are messed up

They're talking gas

This ain't a science lecture

Someone tell security, supply the stretcher (haha)

I stab you in the eye and in the neck blud (ha)

I'm selfish, I invest in my investor, that's myself (yes!)

I'm elevating to a higher sector

[Verse 2]

I will shoot and mute them and execute them

I play murder games (jeez)

I'm a loose one, half mutant, half human

I will burst your brains (dead)

Then watch you burn in flames (hah)

I know that's agonizing

I'm decapitating these dickheads when my samurai swings (swing)

When I'm angry, sometimes I overanalyse things

And now I've made some potions with frog legs and dragonflies wings (that's mad!)

It's highly deadly and venomous and paralyzing

And now I'm ready for war blud so bring them fucking parasites in (wow)

When an MC tells me I'm wicked or raw, my flow's amazing (haha)

I tell them, "dickhead, your lyrics are poor, you're overrated" (ha)

There's no debating

All I see is loads of faking

And the only time your grinding on road is when you're rollerskating (that's real)

I love grime and drum and bass, it's in my genetics bro (it is)

All these MC's sound the same with them generic flows (generic)

I don't even have to explain

It's pathetic bro (pathetic)

Forget it bro (forget it)

Just let it go (let it go)