Skillzone

[Double S]

I been the flow F-A-R-D-A

Since old school iceberg Armani days

All I do is double the trouble and go acres

If you don’t double the hustle you don’t K

Ay, I repped it from day

Girls on the road to smoke the Bombay

Call me Mohammed Ali, cah I'm so great

And the flow should be in Guantanamo Bay

When I spray

Oh, my flow’s kinda breh

Fuck a millionaire, Double's gonna be a billionaire

I swear let’s come prepared

If you think they gonna compare, the funds are there

Double-ubble will put you in the air, no double dare

Tear, I don’t care

I will leave your bumba there

Give your girl my phone

And tell her leave her number there

Keep next week I’ll be in the underwear

Keep your number there

[Griminal]

Yo, it’s me

Eating all the MC’s

Somebody pass me a napkin

I’m a captain

What can’t you see

Give me the beat I'll eat

On a feature I'm a creature, beast

Got your girlfriend wet, wet, wet, wet

Like a new album I leak

Ice Tea, peach

Come tru like vrmmm, screech

When I end up with a mill like Meek, preach

Still got my hotel on deets

I’m a lab test gone wrong, freak

[Manga]

Them boy they couldn’t level with me then

They can't level with me now (trust)

Try messing with me how

Step in the square

Circle shell no turtles

Punchlines and hooks and you never went around

I been going in, ask anybody out

You never go 'ard like you never been around

Pause, they talk the talk when I walk it

Fact I'm flyest, I’m hovering around

Huarache hybrids that you've never seen out (can't see 'em)

That’s why you never seen me son

Like you spent the whole summer in your house

Usain when I speak, I’m runnin' with the sound (shout)

Don’t believe one word you say

You talk about stuff they never been about

I mean that I'm rich no Irish

When I got singles, that are doubling accounts

[Ghetts]

Firing!

I got that look in my eye again

Who’s Ghetts? I be the risky roads guy again

If another emcee says there the best in front of me

I tell an emcee don’t lie again (What blud!)

Personal and up close

Cut throat blade under ya neck like a violin

All these emcees want is a wheel

I'll 4x4 drive Michelin tyre them

Nah you don’t want it with that Westwood, Ghetts

Stoney on my head top

Emcee ganging up, spin 'em all over on Westwood set

I been away for a year

Had the new wave for a year

The line up I left should rep

I’ve already paid my dues

What am I saying?

There ain't a page in my cheque book left

There ain't a page in my cheque book left

[Frisco]

I came to get paid

So if you ain’t fam and it don’t involve money

Then don’t holla me

I’m on a road to riches come follow me

MOB be the policy, honestly

Think that I’m joking? Ask Wiley

It’s never been a joke ting

Holding a big spliff

Boy Better Know in your district

You will end up a statistic

If you diss Fris, I'm a headcase

Told you from [?]

Don’t get caught on the wrong side, from I

Put out the word it’s peak for you

I ain’t tweeting you online

I’ma keep you on sight

And of course I’m higher

And I burn trees like a forest fire

You man bun likkle trees like bonsai

From time it took to one time

You’re asleep for a long time

[Big Shizz]

My my my bare stand up in line

From way back man ah been grime

Ever cool, nah everyting’s fine

Across the border, cos I consider that bang out of order

Shizz enemy's fine

Never heard a couple indirects

But it's no long ting, I spin directs

Seen more stage, never been Wireless

It's ape

Everyone’s in my family's ape

Ever seen that fam it's bait

New wave but I take man way back

Little shit, he's been about from day

Been about from yonks

Man ah don’t care if you're big and tonks

Man ah don’t care if you're big and you got a likkle whip

When I lay you out on a song

[Scratchy]

I hit the nail on the head with a sledge

Hit a man over in the head with a keg

Nutmeg straight through your legs, I’m ahead

Catchy, Scratchy, d-ouble edge

He tried to say everything at once in your lyric

If that was anything it went straight over the head (miles!)

Stop drop roll, it's like

Hot shot flow, it's like

I might just bring that back from the dead

Splurt, you'll get yourself hurt

Oh my days did you hear what he said?

I can’t believe that he actually said that

Gonna end up in jail or dead

I’m nang, I’m nang

And I ain’t just saying that I actually am

You wanna diss me and my fam

That's when I'll go ham, lettuce and tomato!

[Wiley]

I bring donnies on the song for the synchers

Man are some Eskimo snowman creepers

If I wanna buy it, I can buy it on the cheapers

Stop me, I become a hurdle [?]

Work with the features

Even though I'm one of the teachers

I can never be around any leeches

Drop flows that I write that are sweeter than peaches

Then I'm billing up a [?] when it reaches

I'm gone, like a man in the middle of a farm

[?] spit down in the middle of a [?]

[?] in label [?]

And I've got a likkle house

But I'm living in a barn

Chilling in the West L Grove like Psalms

Any time I reach gyal, I'm ringing the alarm

Everyting calm

Been a soundman from the day I was born