Frisco - Scorcher’s Funeral lyrics

Yo (Suck your mum) aye turn on my mic
Yeah 'cus is this guy stupid? (Is he dumb?)
You know what? (This guy)
You violated 'cos you did
(Nah, you violated, you did)
I don't even bring my street drama to the mic
(I keep music music 'cus)
And you think you got the cheek to do that
Alright then 'cus you know what
It is now innit (You know what time it is)
Let me hear my name again rude boy
It's mumzy's crib I'm coming to innit
(Nah allow that man)

If I should take "Back 2 Da
Lab" back to the lab
You should take "Simply The Best" with me
Come on, don't kid me
Simply the best or simply a mess
I will simply box this pig meat
You said what you said


Now you crossed the line done the hype
I will verbally murder this guy
On road, man's never heard of this guy
Now he's gone and taken it further with lines
Oh yeah, I got sprayed in my back
But that's nothing to say on a track
So I'm moving to Tay
Mandem know what I'm gonna do to this guy
Much more than a bruise to the eye
You're losing your mind
Oi Scorcher, you don't move no white
You wouldn't know what do with a quarter
Came T block that's when Courtney caught ya
Banged in your eye then you ran for your life
What a prick
Watch Fris get mad with this guy
No, I can't take no more with your lies
I can tell by the look in
Your eyes that you're loose
Truth say your career took a likkle boost
But Luke, you ain't Papoose or Murda Mook
It's time Frisco let out the truth
There's certain things you don't
Bring to the booth
So now, I'm gonna punch up a yout
If I'm basic, your wasted flows are outdated
All you do is lend and copy
Few years back you tried to lend from Bossy
Now you wanna sound like Ghetto
It's time to let go
Let the TEC blow on the wally
You called my name on radio
But when I phoned your phone
All you said was sorry
That's when I realised you
Ain't no top shotty
What a punk, went jail for two months
Came out on some hype ting
You better mind what you're writing
You'll get more than a tunk
Because my youngers will bust up
Your whole head front
I don't care if you team up blud
We can meet up
Somebody buy Scorcher a new pair of Fila
Because them ones he's wearing are lean up
We know you ain't G'd up
You'll get heat up and beat up
So creep when you see me
We all know you got jacked with your beanie
Then he tried to front in
Front of your beanie
And held couple tunks in front of your beanie
You ain't greazy, you ain't gonna last
Where was your shank when them
Guys ran in your yard
Took the key for your bike and car?
Try buy back your tings and got parred

Trust me, where was, where was-
Luke Skywalker when them man
There ran in your
Yard and took your key, for your bike
And your car? Come on Tayó
Where was your shank when you got pied'd
Up in front of your gal? (Tayó)
And got your tings taken? (Haha)
Caloosh-a-clashy

I came in the game for a piece of the pie
Now Scorcher wants to beef and hype
So I move shoulders like a thief in the night
But it's all good, it's the war that I like
So run on by oh come on Tay
We all know you don't come on by
I'm strapped up, so come on try
We can do this in your ends
Oh yeah, you're not allowed there
Heard you're banned from N9
Set foot there and then get clapped ten times
I said to myself, "Look, done with the hype"
Let me fall back
Devote my time to my writing
Now it's Boy Better Know my team
We're the in-ting
I don't know what Scorcher's thinking
But I swear 'cus
Stop all the batty boy winking
I've got 16 bars that will certainly sink in

And that's it man (Suck your mother)
I ain't even coming back in again cah
The next time is just tongues and noses
Innit
Like, I ain't on all your bad boy poses
(Done the bad boy poses) You
Get what I'm saying?
I wanted to keep it lyrical, I did, like
(I did man)
But like, this guy just thinks he's-
II don't know who he thinks he is bruv
Leader of North?
Is this guy dumb? Nobody knows you in North
You're from Bush Hill Park 'cus (Bush?)
Bush, Hill, Park i ain't even heard of Bush
Hill Park until like 05, 04
You get what I'm saying? And like
What do you mean I turned my back
On my friends and my ends?
Blud, I am the ends, I'm in
The ends all the time
Everyone from the ends knows me 'cus
Like, where are you from?
You just popped up from anywhere and
Then you're shouting "North this"
"North that"
Like, come on bruv, do your ting innit
But don't, you're not ready for me, blud
I'm too, like, heavy for you, don't
Just, just know yourself, innit, cah
It's all long innit, you're talking about
Tings you don't know nothing about
I might just directly box off your
Whole face front for you