Yung R - Up Next Freestyle

You claim you're a grime original
But you only rhyme with a syllable
How pitiful oh so typical
Dem man are empty no refillable
Let me paint you a picture
I'm certi, you're Ferdi
But don't go anywhere
I'm about to par no birdie
You wannabe MCs
Make me sick no burpee
You claim to be on fire right now
But you're dry no Turkey
Your career ain't gonna take off
You can even hashtag Merky
And you best say grace
Coz I'll have no mercy
Don't think that I missed the drop
Just watch that roof how I lift it off
Dem man'll get smoked no chimney pot
Take man out no kidney shot
Loudest cheer when I spray 
Gotta Scruface like a Stimpy song
You might as well call me Germany
Coz the war man I kicked it off
I'm about to take man's head off, dead off
Dominate like Lennox
When I spit, it's a flare man I set off
Let off, slugs about ten off
Don't bring that crud round here
You thought Fendi was No Fear
Oh dear, I might shed a tear
Like Jan the 1st when you say it's your year
It gets hot when I'm ere when I'm ere
It's a lot when I'm ere
Dem man don't wanna flop
When I'm ere when I'm ere
It's non-stop when I'm ere
They wanna stay low
When I'm ere when I'm ere
Don't wanna flow when I'm ere
Dem man don't want smoke
When I'm ere when I'm ere
Kill their hopes when I'm ere
Dem man are shook
When I'm ere when I'm ere
Forget their hook when I'm ere
Walk with their book
When I'm ere when I'm ere
Gyal wah jook when I'm ere
Left and right dem a look
When I'm ere when I'm ere
They chat poop when I'm here
Talking about hard food
But dem nuh wah cook when I'm here
I don't freestyle coz my style's not free
Leave that to the man with no peas
Dem man are talking Ps and pounds
I'm talking bags and racks and Gs
And these MCs be
Hanging off me like a chimpanzee
Don't step to me that's a bit risky
Mek a grown man sound like a pickney
And I just got started
I'm not done still warming
Dem man's career got no direction
I can't call dem Garmin
Back then I was simmering
You're a sub you're filling in
UPS I'm delivering, your mind I'm living in
Hypothermia got man shivering
I operate at a maximum
Emerged in the scene no accident
Your girl told you she's abstinent
But she got that first-class brain
She's a graduate, you can't handle it
Another dumb rude boy chatting flatulence
Going through these MCs on playlists
Need some laxatives
Blocked up like Blackwall Tunnel, struggle
Verse weak no muscle
Bound to get burst like a bubble
Likkle bwoy got no stubble
Lyrics dem wet no puddle
Figured them out no puzzle
Yeah I'm taking a dig no shovel
They're all bark no bite no muzzle
Man said I'm up next 
Say it with my chest, no bench press
My catalogue's mad
Write so many bars there ain't no pens left
Gimme any kinda riddim I'll kill em
Lyrically I'm tooled when I drill em
No Beyblade but you still know that I'll spin em
Got lines make your click turn white like Dillan
And they say that I'm next to blow
I got lyrics and tunes and the coldest flows
You said that I ain't all that
Watch your nose grow, Pinocchio
Talking out of your behind
Leave them man there behind
They ain't gonna like this year
Coz again they're finishing eighth no 3 5
They said that I'm due to buss
Certain man that I'm due to cuss
My team strong and they ride with me till the end
Like back bread and pizza crust
And my stock keeps rising
I'm the sun on the horizon
Fly like a dove no Brighton I'm firing
Safety off no hiding
I got the ting locked and loaded I'm smiling
Ready to shine no diamond I'm violent
Cavalry up I'm riding you're typing
Other than that you're silent
You're not cut from the same cloth
Don't give up your day job
I'm sure we can find you something
Just know that compared to me you're washed

Written by:
Ryan Reid

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