Scorcher - Nothing Less (Response) lyrics
[Scorcher - Nothing Less Response lyrics]
(Scorcher) are you listening?
Aye I'm back man, aye listen
I'm the reason the level's all flied up
Don't try get staps up
And end up as the one that I'll wile up
When I put shit on a shelf, it don't pile up
I don't lie about getting signed up
Done any one of them man, go ahead blud
Line up
You ain't in the top five blud, climb up
I ain't on a hype but, I got my hype up
Look, ask Logan
When I get played on Kiss on the monday
The phone lines light up
Text his type up, ex'd his type up
Top three status, I'm next in the line up
Tell your best friend, don't hype up
I'm not a bystander, highlander, I rise up
Lift the front wheel of the bike up
Swing with any one of them when
I pick the mic up
You ain't gotta believe a word what I say
But believe you me
I pick the knife up, I picked your wife up
Went jail, came back with a bang trust me
I've picked my life up
You went had a fight blud
Listen your life blud
I'm fired up, go get a firetruck
I can write a better 16 than your best 16
Next 16 with my two eyes shot
And I ain't on a bad boy ting
Rude boy I'm on fly stuff
You need to move with the time
Start listening my stuff
Wise up, some man are like 25 up
And they don't realise time's up, checkmate
I've got a gift so good I give crime up
Your shit's boog, give grime up
And if you wanna take me out of the game
Pick a number walk to the back of the
Queue and then line up line up, line up
Line up man line up, line up
Oh yeah, and where was I?
Line up, line up, single file up
School's open, enrol up, sign up
Don't be offended by the way
I come out of jail
And then fucked everyone's hype up
I ain't trying to make friends and smile up
My number, you can't dial up
But, you might hear my voice
In your girlfriend's phone
When somebody's ringing her M-O-BILE up
Shut your mouth
I can do this ting on my own two feet
I ain't gotta bring Joseph or Kyle up
Street fight I'll boy this
I can swing Guile up never been pied up
You're pissed because your hype dried up
Forget your mix CD
It's all air on the roads
Anytime I drop my stuff
Please don't lie to your self blud
I am fucked
Aye I'm back man, aye listen
I'm the reason the level's all flied up
Don't try get staps up
And end up as the one that I'll wile up
When I put shit on a shelf, it don't pile up
I don't lie about getting signed up
Done any one of them man, go ahead blud
Line up
You ain't in the top five blud, climb up
I ain't on a hype but, I got my hype up
Look, ask Logan
When I get played on Kiss on the monday
The phone lines light up
Text his type up, ex'd his type up
Top three status, I'm next in the line up
Tell your best friend, don't hype up
I'm not a bystander, highlander, I rise up
Lift the front wheel of the bike up
Swing with any one of them when
I pick the mic up
You ain't gotta believe a word what I say
But believe you me
I pick the knife up, I picked your wife up
Went jail, came back with a bang trust me
I've picked my life up
You went had a fight blud
Listen your life blud
I'm fired up, go get a firetruck
I can write a better 16 than your best 16
Next 16 with my two eyes shot
And I ain't on a bad boy ting
Rude boy I'm on fly stuff
You need to move with the time
Start listening my stuff
Wise up, some man are like 25 up
And they don't realise time's up, checkmate
I've got a gift so good I give crime up
Your shit's boog, give grime up
And if you wanna take me out of the game
Pick a number walk to the back of the
Queue and then line up line up, line up
Line up man line up, line up
Oh yeah, and where was I?
Line up, line up, single file up
School's open, enrol up, sign up
Don't be offended by the way
I come out of jail
And then fucked everyone's hype up
I ain't trying to make friends and smile up
My number, you can't dial up
But, you might hear my voice
In your girlfriend's phone
When somebody's ringing her M-O-BILE up
Shut your mouth
I can do this ting on my own two feet
I ain't gotta bring Joseph or Kyle up
Street fight I'll boy this
I can swing Guile up never been pied up
You're pissed because your hype dried up
Forget your mix CD
It's all air on the roads
Anytime I drop my stuff
Please don't lie to your self blud
I am fucked