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Basement Freestyle Skepta

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Basement Freestyle - Skepta
[Intro]
I meant to go back to back still...
Yo! Right now, Skepta in the building
Mashing!
Yeah, right now, Streetz Incarcerated DVD, yeah
I'm the muckiest, so I have to come and bless the camera
Right now, I wanna big up JME, I wanna big up Eski-Boy, Trim, Roach, Jammer, Gun Ranger, the whole family, big up Big H and Bossman

[Verse 1]
Yo, read my lips
I'm onto the beef like bloods and crips
I'm a deep MC, so, take some tips
But don't beg friend, try buy me chicken and chips
Keep your chicken and chips
Keep your barbecue chips
Rudeboy
I got a fizzy Fanta, take two sips and I'ma keep on spitting 'til my top lip rips
Take a hint
I'ma keep spitting 'til Geeneus kicks me off Rinse
Might see me with an Eastside prince
Might see me in a blue car with tints
Might see this monkey in the Ghetto
With no Trim, taking out the garbage
If I hear you chat Breeze
I'll come to your ends and cause Maximum Karnage
But who is it? It's me
Can't diss a man in my family tree
You'll get shanked in the chest with my front door key
Then a box in the mout' with my back door key
Draw for the leng, kill an MC
I've got a black ski mask but I don't ski
And if you diss Roachy or JME
I will come to your set like - "What rudeboy? Who is it? Who is it?"
Everybody gets sprayed
I'm a hit-man but I don't get paid
Two bullets in a wastemans' skin-fade
Leave red stains on his clothes like cherryade
Brand new duppies have to get made
Make your head-top explode like grenade
If you wanna draw for the blade
I'll be like - "Nah rudeboy, what d'ya mean, what d'ya mean, w-"
Nah, but, what d'ya mean, you fool?
Go on then, go on then, draw for the tool
Think that you're hard but you're soft like wool
I'll lick a man in the jaw side with a stool
I'm a shower-faced man but I still look cool
White gold chain and an iced-out jewel
But they couldn't jack me because I'm not Ja Rule
Nah rudeboy, what d'ya mean, w-?
Nah, nah, what d'ya mean, you dick?
Go on then, go on then, draw for the stick
Think that you're hard but you're just a likkle prick
Lick a man in the jawside with a brick
I'm a shower-faced man but I still look sick
White gold chain on my neck looks sick
J-jack who? You must be taking the mick
Nah rudeboy, what d'ya mean, what d'ya mean, what d'ya mean...
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