You come all 'Gunz Blazin' coz I Pyper on the Sly
If you treated her right then lad she wouldnt have come to mine
I just suppose its wanna them things and wanna 'Those kinda nights' 
Now get off my case your girls given the eyes so we're going upstairs and I'm ripping her tights
That Rascal, flow makes you Dizzy 
Doctors say that I'm slightly 'bonkers' 
Im in your house with ya fam 'gettin busy' 
Nut in your mum while your girl licks my conkers
Disfunctional. But controllable
That's what I keep trying to convince myself 
Emotional. Uncomfortable
Get bills for these skills, believe I got wealth. 

It's my obligation
to incinerate all you bitch ass fakers. 
Haters? Where? I don't see no takers.
Get up your guard, here come the haymakers.
Treat this beat like a slut coz I'm fucking it. 
Eyes wide open, gagging when she's  sucking it. 
Have my way then believe I'll be chucking it. 
Clean off the murder weapon then I'm tucking it. 

Ducking and diving your barely surviving. 
This journey your on through these beats I'll be riding. 
My cadence and flow with these bars are colliding. 
These sylabals hitting you, they'll be no hiding. 
Your fired! Times expired. 
I'm upgraded. Skills acquired. 
In this time you thought I'd retired. 
I've sat back listened and been uninspired. 

So I'm Drilling my bars in this beat. Pneumatic. 
Attacking a track n spitting irratic. 
Your Starting to panic. 
My pencil is manic. 
Making the crowd move, nobody static. 
Hips all moving, jaws all swinging. 
Out all night til the birds start singing. 
Taxi ringing, eyes still pinging. 
Take my pick from the sluts I'm bringing. 
Back to mine, straight back home. 
Bend over doggy, feed you the bone. 
Leave you there laying. 
Locked in prone. 
Just take the load and leave me alone. 

That's right, ya big fat stinker. 
Wrap ya gums round my Japanese winker. 
You hunt for Dick, im Ahab you're Moby
Pull out the harpoon girl and I'll sink ya.
I'm tasty, delicious. 
My humour is viscous. 
Come to your bbq finger your mrs. 
Intent malicious, aiming ambitious. 
Sniffin her knickers while doing the dishes. 

So Don't test me lad you'll just lose.
Your colourblind solving a rubix cube. 
When I'm in the booth, don't intrude. 
Make Wodc take off his mask coz he's spewed 
Head of the klubb. 
Hoppin on hip shit. 
Your bout to witness my sylabal whitt Bitch. 
Listeners it's time im admit this. 
I'm testin ya intellect and brains fitness. 

Call me the Don. Call me the Father. 
Choking your girl til my cock gets larger. 
I got the power. Don't mean a charger. 
I bring the shit to get her pupils larger. 
Euphoric, roll when I'm on it. 
Butterflies, but never followed by vomit. 
Roll with the crowd and its there when I want it. 
Sirens sound getting off like Sonic. 

Ay girl get round ours. 
I'll pull ya hair and slap your arse. 
Reach back spread your cheeks apart. 
While i stick my thumb right in where you fart. 
Sick mind, some say vile. 
Send you back to your man with a smile. 
Tell me you love me I'll say that your mine. 
These big lipped fish eat that line everytime. 
These girls are all the same. 
Facetuned up on Instagram. 
When I see you in person, oh what a shame!
But you'll gobble that girth for a instant gram.
All looks no personality.
No conscience, no morality.
Same look no originality.
Too good for lads mentality.

Say what I like.
No time that I don't.
When I'm on the mic don't think I won't. 
I'm a zombie back from the dead, 
coz I'm eating these mcs up for lunch. 
Don't set your alarm, don't get out of bed. 
Unless you've put the mic in Packapunch. 
Coz im best of the bunch.
Call me the captain .
Keep biting til I hear that crunch.
Back in the booth.
Battling Bitches.
Battering bars and these beats, business. 
Amateurs attacking me and its anarchy. 
Aiming at the stars. Astrology. 
Your backpage, im main article. 
The Distance between aint marginal. 
The Pens set to main in my arsenal. 
You think your better? Farcical

WOD-C - GOOGLE BLYAT (SHAWRY REMIX)

Massive fan of this tune by Sammy.

Unofficial Remix of Sammy Virji & MPH - Get Dumb. Recorded at Scratch Studio Liverpool.

Lyrics 

Chorus

Get dumb. Get dumb. 
Drinks up in the air, get them up! 
Get dumb get dumb. 
Don't stop until the suns up! 
Get dumb get dumb. 
One big dab and then me become, 
So numb, so dumb, 
the time has come. 

Get dumb. Get dumb. 
Drinks up in the air, get them up! 
Get dumb get dumb. 
Don't stop until the suns up! 
Get dumb get dumb. 
One big dab and then me become, 
So numb, so dumb, 
the time has come to get... 

Verse


Flows ridiculous...ridiculous. 
How I attack the track. No predicting this.  
So meticulous...meticulous. 
This beats my bitch, ill stick my dick in this. 
Damage administer...administer. 
Fatality, how I'll finnish her.  
She's the minister...shes the minister. 
I'm the ambassador, mind so sinister.  
Your not hot, don't pronounce the B your not B(oiling).  
Got your eyes on the top coz your thicker than water.  
I'm Far from rusty. Beard it says different.  
You've butchered the drops, ears lambs to the slaughter. 
You've got baa's, I've got girders.  
Over the sheep's heads. I've herd ya's.  
Gathering round for these slaughterous murders. 
I'm the top dog, when I bark. Yeah I'll merk ya's. 

All cap , Shawry still the best to rap .  
I'm phat...Your wack.. Its time you step back.  
Or Get slapped,...... that's  fact.  
I'm bigger and badder your weak like the bladder that's pierced from the fangs when i strike like an adder.  
It's sadder that your getting madder coz your never reaching our level,no rungs on your ladder. 
Don't compare your skill set to mine you'll look foolish.  
And then you'll wish, you never skipped school kid.  
Teach you a lesson on rhymes coz you don't sit on a throne with a pencil like Rulers.  
My style is abnormal.  
I've heard yours.... And its that's awful.  
This booths.... Far from informal.  
So keep ya shit private, don't step to the corporal. 

Chorus 2

Verse 2

I'm Tyson. Your Ricky. 
Im bopping round with the best Hat on. 
Come and test an it won't end pretty. 
Won't think your big with confidence shat on.
Just warming up like weather in May. 
Amir and I Kahn't be stopped. 
Fury I'm 'bout to spray. 
Little fanny, ya gonna get dropped. 
I'm the boss man. im the Foreman. 
Body shots got you on the ropes. 
You chat bull. Listeners you bore em. 
Send them through doors like envelopes.
So don't get lippy. 
Not like your opinion mattered. 
Treat this booth like my chippy. 
Coz What comes in goes out battered. 

I'm a gamer, 
But I play with words. 
Stick to the joys of the rules I've mastered. 
Best run home when I strike these verbs, 
Try catch these, leave your gloves in tatters. 
Mashed up and intertwined with these rhymes, when lines get smashed you'll find. 
Cant compete with this kinda mind. 
I'll put you straight you'll get realigned. 
You beta watch out, I'm alpha!
I'm ontop of the leader board. 
On point, Alfalfa. 
Big rascal on the mic I procede to
Strangle my foe 
Never let go. 
Like birds when they blowing on my trombone.
Im no magic Mike, 
But this mic is magic. 
Sendin minds to a destination unknown.

SAMMY VIRJI & MPH - GET DUMB (SHAWRY REMIX)

Massive fan of Lay O'Lantern and with his permission I recorded this. Thought it brought a different twist to an already amazing song.

Roll on other projects with this very talented producer from Germany 🇩🇪 🤙

Ley O'Lantern - ALL NIGHT (Shawry Remix)

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WORDSMITH! 

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