Bring It Down Freestyle

[Intro]

Whoa (whoa)

Listen

[Verse]

I'm Michael Johnson on this track, so while I'm on

Your CD lives in the disc rack

How can they put this track near this fag?

We're in a different class

I'm Champions League abroad

Your Sunday match ain't touching that

You can have your name on your shirt

But my team all get custom caps

King, I know the Queen

So I'll go from an O, a B to an OBE

I roam the streets

I'm on my toes like I got swollen feet

Hold your beak

I turn birds toward Ps

I'm so street, I got curbs around me

I'm fly but the earth will ground me

Look, I can educate in the week

And I can teachers train the streets

You can't hold me down

Learn From My Mixtape just sold me out

And for that I won Most Street Heat

So now I get calls from Trident

Look, my phone and flow's hot, please

Phone back when you've got a few firemen

Ha, you can't hold me up

You go down 'cause I hold it up

I'm underground but I'm over-fucked

I'm fly

So I'm over Earth, I'm overworked

I'm cold with words

I'm a winter spitter, n***a

But a summer lover, brother

Look, ha

I'm still shining

Look, look, I'll bring the level up, dare me

Ha, you're going down like Mary

J Blige, you ain't I

'Cah my target's to aim high

I'll bring the level up, dare me

Ha, you're going down like Mary

J Blige, you ain't I

My target's to aim high