Lowkey Fire In The Booth Lyrics
Fire In The Booth is the YouTube series by Charlie Sloth which features a number of high skilled emcees and grime artists who.. well set the booth on fire of course. We've just realized were missing the lyrics for Lowkeys Fire In The Booth so here they are! If you don't know about Lowkey yet then it's time you upped your game. Check out the video below and witness one of the finest emcees (retired unfortunately) wreck havoc with wordplay and stamina.
Lowkey Fire In The Booth Lyrics
Lowkey | Fire In The Booth Lyrics
- Whether you're in HMV or KFC, HMP or A&E
- I make them see a-n-d. let you know the c-a-s-e
- From LDN not NYC, on the m-i-c I'm M.I.B.,
- Like BIG the MVP, VIP to the e-n-d
- E.g., my CD, is way to d-e-e-p
- That goes for your TV screen, DVD or BBC
- ITN or ITV, C-O-Ps say "ID please"
- S-t-o-p like IC3, wanna see me hooked to an IV, g
- In the ICU but Im n-o-t, they went OT with the m-o-b
- Can't see me through the f-o-g
- Don't cuss mothers of S.O.B's
- These MC's are OAPs
- Wanna hype up I'm like "okay, g."
- You think you're b-a-d
- Get a p-e-n and a p-a-d
- If the CIA and the FBI, the MI6 and the MI5
- Jump on the A3 then I drive, turn up the A/C, FYI
- MJ like P.Y.T,, lol I never T.Y.P
- I e-a-t on E.I.D, twist the C.I.D like Levi Jeans
- D-i-e like BNP; EDL just BFG's.
- Youths don't want no GCSE's they want C.O.D. on the PS3
- I'm like DP, or PE, or KRS from BDP
- Download this on your MP3
- Send it to your MP & MTV
- You're not on this thing like A.D.D
- Your CD I rate PG
- Like KKK's with AK's
- My A.K.A is AA
- Take you off the road ASAP
- DDT these JLS MC's
- What you just saw basically
- Is how to murder the ABC's
- Cause I'm back in the booth
- Rappers wanna chat about the strap they got stashed in the back of their boot
- But I chat to the youths
- Abstract or backpack my attributes and stack to the roof
- I capture the truth
- Pour it on tracks with my views, and I'll sell it out the back of the boot
- I'm positive you're negative, you're whack and confused
- I'm back and the fact is your dad's in the room
- Ain't a track that you rappers can battle with
- Every track that I spat is immaculate
- Any track that I smash, I'm attacking it
- Heard you rap fam, your tracks are inadequate
- Your CD was kak, it was crap, I'm dashing it
- You follow fashion with rap, I'm passionate
- Blood start splashing you, whip you're dashing it
- Said you were packing a mac in the back of it
- Kizzy, I'm busy, I'm really a brilliant guy
- It's gritty and shitty but really the city is mine
- If you dis me, pity the silly billy to try
- From bricky to Piccadilly to Mississippi I'm live
- Getting rid of you Milli Vanilli's, gimme the vibe
- Get jiggy like Willy spitting the wittiest rhymes
- Uncivilised, ignorant, diligent type
- And I victimize an idiot a million times
- Hey hey, we ray rays and sway flames
- Take snakes of the road like AA
- So waste brays, vacate, and make space
- You bait fakes ain't straight, you stay fake
- We chase papes, you chase days like day way
- On a late day you date fakes and save face
- In the same place, we maintain and ain't changed
- We make tapes that rape pace like Keslane
- Don't diss this or miss this we live this from Lisbon to Ipswich
- For instance the dick's got your sister addicted
- Oh look, big tits came for a quick fix
- You're limper than Bizkit you nitwits
- A monster, a beast, when I stomp on the beat
- If the nonsense you speak is not gonna cease
- Unconscious belief, some conscious MCs
- Don't respond to the beef if your nonsense is meep
- Get ill up on the rhythm when I kill 'em on a lyrical
- Finish up my dinner then I drill 'em with a syllable
- Don't really care what you did and what you didn't do
- Little fools are minuscule, spitting isn't difficult
- You find your mind cause I'm out of mine
- Fuck a pound sign, came for the crown of grime
- I told you once, I told you a thousand times
- I'm a fountain of acid, you're alkaline
- You alcoholics are out of line
- Got a mountain to climb if your mouth is lying
- Bow to his highness, I'm bound to shine
- Let me coach you on vocals and how to rhyme
- Think I'm vexed with your in-directs
- If I spit rhymes next I will slit five necks
- I'm a big time threat, to your piss sly vects
- This guy lives life inside stress
- I'm the best in the game, not impressed with the fame
- I'm testing my aim if I send for your name
- The successful are lame, they kept it the same
- But whatever the weather, it's destined to change
- Couldn't give a fuck for your creps and your chains
- You slobber on the mic like a sket giving brain
- I'm mental, deranged, crush temples and frames
- My pencil will end you like perpetual flames
- Burn like syphilis, you nerds are privileged
- When I die you can say that you heard the sickest spit
- My verse it limitless, the earth is spinning quick
- Pure words of wickedness that I merk the rhythm with
- Heard you were good, It's a shame that you're not
- Don't care about your chain or the fame that you got
- Keep my name on your brain cause I came for your spot
- What you're making is pot, they say it's a lot
- You're whack bro with your kak flow
- But you're whack though put ya cap low
- Prat go back home
- This monster is stronger than Castro's backbone
- I attack those little Fapo Caso's
- Don't ever get arrogant
- Don't start panicking, phone your management
- Mumbling, mannering that man are getting mad again
- Don't care about your swagger, mandem, or medallion
- What's the matter then, magger where's your magnum?
- When there's beef, mandem are missing like Madeleine
- I've been badder than you and your bag of men
- What's happening when I kill 'em with a pad and pen
- Ain't got the bars in your pad to match me
- Me I'm so fast, you should catch a taxi
- Have you got the picture like Paparazzi?
- You lack the facts that go back-to-back, b
- When I watch you rappers, It's like crazy comedy
- I got a 'don't rate this fake g' policy
- Fuck ya rewards, I don't rate these nominees
- Just little fickle Jay-Z wannabes
- You hobos are old and It's oh so true
- No promo, logo, or photo-shoot
- Fuck your postcode, mobile, and polo suit
- My opponents are hoping I won't go true
- I'm certainly burning these burglars verbally
- Merking these merkers 'til mercenaries murder me
- Burstin' and turnin' your burberry burgundy
- Guernsey to Germany, Jersey to Bermondsey
- True rhymes, ain't got a pen? You can use mine
- Ain't stayin' underground like a tube line
- I'mma come through and shine, in due time
- Which one of you pricks said I can't do grime?
- Jungle crosser, nonsense stopper
- Continent stomper, the conscious monster
- The freedom fighter, deepest writer
- Beat up cyphers, the peoples' rhymer
- I'm bond to get iller, the sound effects killer
- The Malcolm X spitter, the alphabet killer
- Not a player hater, lady dater
- Maybe later a baby maker
- I get slept on like old pajamas
- Will I blow up like boats in the harbor?
- You spit fire, I'm molten lava
- Flow so cold I scold Jafada
- Sold your soul for gold and Prada
- Who do you know who's flow goes harder?
- It's over partner, you know the answer
- Drop bombs on the rhythm, no Obama
- Baseline murderer, fake guy hurter, race line herder
- Face flying all over the place like furniture
- I'm back so hard might break my vertebrate
- Beat breaker, heat taker, sheet of paper cremater, since a teenager
- DJs can't be BKRs cause if they do they'll get PAR'd
- I'm back so let me see, the facts are very deep
- You prats will never see, I rap to any beat
- Pack the pen and plea, practice every week
- Attack the melody, and smash my enemies
- Not a cenbro, But you're getting dough
- With a bent flow jacking off Jay-Z like a little klepto
- And the tempo went slow
- Done a lot in my lifetime, I was retro
- Everybody bow to the kind cause he's back
- Whether or not radio was in his track
- Forget Nas and his dad, I'm bridging the gap
- You think it's just rap, but it's bigger than that
- If it's tit for tat, I got the gift of the gat
- What you spit is just shit, blood, stick to the facts
- You itch like a cat that's addicted to crack
- I'm sick of you Prats, cause you shitheads is whack
- I'm a g, any beat, I will damage
- Very deep, whether it be grime or garage
- Enemies better flee, I won't have it
- You'll never be ahead of me you blind old maggot
- If you really really live crime, don't chat it
- If you really really got a 9, go grab it
- Then, if you're live, don't hide, don't panic
- Just ride like a psycho that might go manic
- Don't settle with the rest, cause I'm better than the best
- Not just clever, yes I'm intelligent and best you
- Better invest in some weapons and a vest
- You veterans are vexed, irrelevant and stressed
- Keep telling us your rep, but you never get respect
- You fed up cause seven of your regiments are messed
- You could get a bit of press for that ice on your neck
- It's not credit, it's a debt
- I'm here for the beat, just save all the nonsense
- Murk it whether a rave or a concert
- When I'm on stage, make way for the monster
- Key to the Game: I came, toured, and conquered
- Spit on your bars, I spray more for longer
- You spit boring, chainsaw's are stronger
- You're a boxer, wait, you're a mobster
- Ain't got time for fake Ford impostors
- I'm a champ, deep MC and it's blatant
- But tramps wanna sleep on me like a pavement
- When I speak, I leave them chiefs in amazement
- Meanest genius, I'm free like a mason
- But I don't sleep with police at the station
- I'm writing my rhymes, you're completing your statement
- Running from the swine while you're eating your bacon
- Don't rip beats, I beat them and break 'em
- Most MCs don't believe them or rate 'em
- It's no secret, these nincs are just hating
- Keep on saying that my team is inflaming
- Light fire like them trees that you're blazing
- Double P, trouble we, there'll be an invasion
- Test us? Get left deep in the basement
- Don't care whether you're from Ealing or Leyton
- Middle Eastern or Asian...
- Little man never did exams
- Got a particular bigger plan flippin' grams
- Til a bigger man in his gang gave him a stick to bang
- Or maybe just hold cause no one thought he would kill a man
- Till he caught a silly billy villain, chillin' in a jam
- Sippin' champs, spliff in his hand, trigger ready to jam...
- Bang bang biddy bang biddy biddy bang
- Now he's in a camp thinkin' "Damn, what a pity fam."
- Rappers are yapping and flapping their lips
- Bout how they're packing and clapping their sticks
- Has to be big, the impact it has on the kids
- Tell me where the factory is
- When the government kill, they're just stacking their chips
- You wonder why the youths are strapped and they're pissed
- If not a nine, it's a knife getting jabbed in your ribs
- People die for the petrol, the gas in the whip
- In London, you can get shanked in the heart
- Still the government put more tanks in Iraq
- Ignorant little spitters are talking greasy
- Cause they bitten bitties that they saw on TV
- If all you rap about is the hoes and the dough
- It's already too late, you sold 'em your soul
- You jokers act like you know but you don't
- Cause there's little kids dying all over the globe
- Many say they know what revolution could be
- But many don't know what revolution would mean
- It would mean blood, it would mean pain
- But it could be us to bring that change
- Little hypocrites are spittin' typical nonsense
- I'm a black bull because of political content
- Laugh at my people while you criminals bomb them
- Militant on the rhythm, I'm killing you on the song then
- History you won't read in a textbook
- Kunta Kinte, I bleed from my left foot
- Never see me on the TV with Jedwards
- Tell the BBC they need me on Westwood
