Fliptrix - Monday To Sunday lyrics
[Fliptrix - Monday To Sunday lyrics]
Fliptrix run one representing for the UK
Yo I blaze like sun rays Monday to Sunday
The trigger-tongue lyricist
I do shows to fund raise
Get a little stressed
I wanna run away some days
Jump out the mess and find the
Middle in this dumb maze
Snakes, I've got to make a lot
Not little like some dumb brains
I do this for myself, my fam
Girl and my homebres
To bill a spliff sick kid
Kipping after long days
Fuck work I shot grade and
Boxed up a cop’s face
Knock down the door till
The motherfucking lock breaks
Don’t knock me
You’ll get knocked out like a Cockney
Would do to you, if you stepped on his shoe
With a rude attitude
From Herne Hill to Lewisham
Man are getting chewed up and
Spat out like chewing gum
Your crew consists of one
I rap like Tarantula: fangs round the
Neck of your newborn son
Before my crew can even come
You’re running and you've gone!
Fliptrix run one we raise the air waves
Representing for the UK
I’ll bring trouble in the game and
Bust your face with the checkmate
So pass me the cheque mate
Cause bruv I’ve got to get paid
Never get corrupt like I'm Nestlé
Or girls who are working the sex trade
I make papes the best way
Don’t get it twisted
Sort of like a sex change, you get me?
I’m drunk like PGs or Tetley’s
Set heavy with my testies and
Rep with the besties
Take time for my smoking
Gotta let my chest breathe
Let my body function, never
Rep North, South, East, west
Bruv I rep London, it’s crunch time
I’ll bust rhymes
So hungry for the stage it’s
Like it’s motherfucking lunchtime
I’ll spit raps over Hip-Hop
Bhangra or bagpipes, I’m a mad guy
In search of the gold like a magpie
My graff’s on your track side
It’s slapped like a bad wife
Or bunned like a crack pipe
If man don’t send me props when I rap tight
Fliptrix run one we raise the air waves
Representing for the UK
Yo I blaze like sun rays Monday to Sunday
The trigger-tongue lyricist
I do shows to fund raise
Get a little stressed
I wanna run away some days
Jump out the mess and find the
Middle in this dumb maze
Snakes, I've got to make a lot
Not little like some dumb brains
I do this for myself, my fam
Girl and my homebres
To bill a spliff sick kid
Kipping after long days
Fuck work I shot grade and
Boxed up a cop’s face
Knock down the door till
The motherfucking lock breaks
Don’t knock me
You’ll get knocked out like a Cockney
Would do to you, if you stepped on his shoe
With a rude attitude
From Herne Hill to Lewisham
Man are getting chewed up and
Spat out like chewing gum
Your crew consists of one
I rap like Tarantula: fangs round the
Neck of your newborn son
Before my crew can even come
You’re running and you've gone!
Fliptrix run one we raise the air waves
Representing for the UK
I’ll bring trouble in the game and
Bust your face with the checkmate
So pass me the cheque mate
Cause bruv I’ve got to get paid
Never get corrupt like I'm Nestlé
Or girls who are working the sex trade
I make papes the best way
Don’t get it twisted
Sort of like a sex change, you get me?
I’m drunk like PGs or Tetley’s
Set heavy with my testies and
Rep with the besties
Take time for my smoking
Gotta let my chest breathe
Let my body function, never
Rep North, South, East, west
Bruv I rep London, it’s crunch time
I’ll bust rhymes
So hungry for the stage it’s
Like it’s motherfucking lunchtime
I’ll spit raps over Hip-Hop
Bhangra or bagpipes, I’m a mad guy
In search of the gold like a magpie
My graff’s on your track side
It’s slapped like a bad wife
Or bunned like a crack pipe
If man don’t send me props when I rap tight
Fliptrix run one we raise the air waves
Representing for the UK