VERSE 1:
Syringes at the ready, mother fuckers , I'm back smacking it/ Cellophane wrap plastic, duct tape for the packaging, when I'm wrapping it/ I ain't having it, not one bar of it/ so don't start with it, about barring bitch/ I scar a bitch, just sparring kid, - with every single bar I writ/
and when the pen turns, you I see pages burn/ fuck money, I got more money than you could ever earn/ I got this shit locked, banked up, like a Jew kid/ in love with this bitch like my bank balance, was shot up by cupid/
VERSE 2:
Femidoms at the ready, fucking cunts, I'm fucking bitches up/ don't watch, I'm dirtier than itchy sluts, coming down from brown, "what" I'm coming up/ you all know the name, if you don't you should/ I'm a face 'round here, trouble in your neighbourhood/
my boys got more keys than screws do/ we're all thugs, with screws loose/ so quit the talk, 'cos you'd lose/stitched up, it's lose, lose/ when you're running to the filth again/ fuck that ego shit! Number 1 mixtape killer bitch, and now I've fucking killed again/
VERSE 3:
Serial killer bitch, eating rappers up like you mugs are wheetabix/ making hits for breakfast, while you clowns sat on facebook, all fucking speaking shit/ so eat my fucking dick, you could never ever speak this sick/ It takes the piss, you ain't got what it takes, to ever fucking make these hits/
So you can hate on me, but I'm blind to you/ them statistics shining bright enough to burn your eyes, are yours blinding you!/ excuse the arrogance, really it's all love mate/ but when I hear such bullshit, it opens up my mother fucking flood gates/
VERSE 4:
this shit flows out like projectile vomit/ I swear to God man I just can't stop it/ mad like a Korean with a nucked up rocket/ finger on the button, you really don't wan't it/ 'cos I'll blow your career off the map kid/ cooked that shit up in a pan, flip the gas switch/ mix baking soda with 100% rap kid/ bottom line, bitch I cracked it/
And you don't wan't no war, I'm a man of peace/ So you crack on with your bullshit, and I'll do me/ and we can keep it sweet, AGER's a mother fucking beast/ and one call's all it takes, for any dumb cunt that ever tries to fuck with me/
Kraze Kingston's Studio Sessions. I feature on the song Conservatives (Get The Fuck Out) and gave a preview from my 3rd and final CD in TELL IT LIKE IT IS. FREE DOWNLOADSSS AGER
