Chip - One Take Freestyle lyrics

I take shots at emcees when I want
Like what? Going back to back
You think you're me and Big
Mike but you're not
Terminating emcees, I do my job
Now why you racing the beat fam?
Slow down, you sound lost (Ha ha ha ha ha ha)
These niggas punchline away and keep missing
I prefer the direct ting, not sneak dissing
(Bluku bye bye bye bye bye)
Cause when I pen pen pen man down
Trust man go missing sound nicer than me on
This sound? Keep wishing (yeah)
Anyhow, anywho
You're a likkle man if you ain't
Top two in your crew
And I'm on one, what you gonna say or do
Can't check me, I'll check you
Correct who? Not me (yeah)
Think man care about your skin colour?
No, that don't help you bar better (Never)
I'll spin man out of loafers
Spin man out of Margielas (Right out)
Where was you in 2007? I was
With Ice Kid doing madness (Young OG)
I'll blast man back to the
Past for pirate radio practice
Ain't got a style so they practice ours
(yeah)
Them man need more practice hours (yeah)
Fuckboys never seen Practice Hours (Nah)
Ain't heard shit back from my man, coward
(Rah)
North London, North London, shower (Shower)
Right now I'm fucking with the
Spirit's and the powers (yeah)
Gave that fool one boom, no more
Still boy an emcee, I get gash by the hour
(By the hour)
You wanna kill me for real? Get leng (Move)
Six emcees can't dump me, get ten (True)
You wanna try for tweets, speng
You ain't too big or small to get pen, fool
(Allow it, allow it, allow it)
I ain't letting no one slide
Trust I'm on one this evening (yeah)
I'll swing into Tarzan
Saw the tweet you deleted
(What you doing that for?)
Chip the artist (Ay) chip the emcee (Ay)
Oi, which one you feeling? (Tell me)
But don't tempt me, I'm mean it (Don't)
It's not a tempo, it's a feeling
Your gun talk goes over my head (yeah)
Bare gun talk, ain't nobody dead (No)
Man wanna try me? Come over then (Come)
I got the drive back, run over them
I can't believe you think you're the best
(Huh?) when I'm in the room
Can't say it with your chest (Never)
Let's go rap, grime, acapella (You liar)
You know I'll leave with your head (Dead)
And I don't care what watch
You got, ay, trust me, it's not that time
And if it is, then drop your first album
See if sells like mine
Go on then, go on then, go on then darg
Swear you just got signed
(That won't save you)
Next time you write bars
Better take Chipmunk off your mind
(Write-off)
About man wanna chat about my nominations
Say my name, you chicken (I spoke to you)
I said "if I named you, I rate you"
Then you wanna come back sneak dissing
You brought this on yourself
Now you're gonna need more help oi fam
Are you tryna be 'Buggin Alone' as well? (No)
Wait, think about it, man (yeah)
You don't want hold couple of shots from man
If I pen pass send man you're a dead man
Since when did you become a leng man
Please think about your words
If you're the best, I'm your worst
And think before you splurge
Before you get work on work on
Work on work on work
(Boom, boom, boom, boom) i am packing words
When I rack it, swing it, words (yeah)
But this ain't tennis
Ain't no love in this game
But, if you wanna swing, get served (Mad)
Good on my own, have your woes like whoa
If you take this grime ting for joke
You're bantz to me, not challenging no
The people are banging it though
(You're one take)
Chippy, I believe you believe you can mention
Me like I haven't opened doors (Mad)
Soundboy, you can never face me on grime
I watched the doors close in yours
(In your face)
I got signed and bought a house
You went and bought a four fours
('Cause you's) sony's brand new gun man
Give man a round of applause (Ah)
What you saying, you want more?
(Are you sure, are you sure?)
Are you sure, are you sure?
(Are you sure, are you sure?)

Ha ha hahaha north London, early
One take bang
Cash Motto hold tight Ghetts and Rude Kid
On the original version
Jump on man's tune, big man up, have manners
Dun know