Practice

I might need practice before I slap this riddim and kill it

Man, I been on madness, villainous badness

Cover my mic with a stab vest

My mind's never been average, devilish tactics

Live but never been backwards

Man wanna act all actress

Till they get back fist laid on the canvas

We don't sleep but take it to the mattress

Shout to the godfather of this whole ting

How many man got took off the road ting?

Went from a street to a studio show ting

Local kings on a global ting

Local queens got the dough rolling

Open the door, put riddim and soul in

No sitting, holding my hands out, moaning

I don't want no bits, I want the whole ting

No, I ain't practice

Man, I just wrapped it

Bodybag packed it in bodybag plastic

Don, I been active, body all match-fit

Three heads off, one bar, that's a hat trick

Crowds go batshit when I go hard

You squares are pants, I'm a star like Patrick Swayze

Ghost with a hatchet, crazy golf

You're a catfish, mate, I'm goals

I'm established, known and accomplished

Over for nonsense

My tolerance levels are over-responsive

So on the nose but the flow is obnoxious

Cold and I froze 'em with so many options

They don't wanna know 'cause they know I'm a problem

That's solved and it's so very hopeless

Will cost them more than a gross and it's gross 'cause my cost is

More for a show, I'm the GOAT, I'm not them

Please, I'm a top ten, they don't wanna mention me often

'Cause on or off beat, I will off them

Off-topic, they don't wanna deal with me much

And I'll knock them off of the scene, I'm a top

Pen a line, even got pens, top pedigree, I'm a Godsend

I'll send you to God, we are not friends

Chop limbs off, leave a riddim in shock

I just hop back in to this grime thing

I don't need practice