Pass the Mic - The HeavyTrackerz, Manga Saint Hilare, Face

Yeah, give them some fire

If I go to light my fire

You don’t wanna get caught in the crossfire

Take heed when I jump in the booth and fire

Yeah, give them some fire

If I go to light my fire

You don’t wanna get caught in the crossfire

Take heed when I jump in the booth and fire

Can’t school me about reloads

You can’t school me about stage-shows

You can’t school me about 140

Nah, can’t school me about radio

Do what I want when I say so

Say what I want to your face, bro

Man can’t copy and paste my ting

We ain’t got the same flow

Yeah, General ain’t inna no dilly-dally

Man are from Essex, that’s word to Cally

I know white bruddas from the ends like Barry

Skinheads on a kidnap ting, masked up with the bally

That’ll drag a man out to the alley

Jook man and dash man out in the valley

Whole team red like say I’m in Manny

I’ll leave with your gyal and that’s word to Sally

These man have been bad from when?

Know I’ve been cold with the bars from time

I’ve never seen them, not round here

Don’t know what they’re lying for, no, it ain’t that

Anybody sitting on the riddim gets spun

Know that I’m levels above, they ain’t close

Nuh badda mention a boy with me

Wickedest style that I’ve had from day

Eediats, I’m speaking facts

Don’t wanna hear talk 'bout squeezing mash

Animal, man don’t eat in tracks

Putting in the work, don’t need no stacks

Turn man to a veg, big ting clash

When the ting go boom, don’t mean scratch

Bare man are just gassed and don’t wanna graft

I ain’t no draw-out, fuck all of that

When we come in, tune affi beat

Gyal affi beat, shots affi beat

Man make so much money on the street

Ramp with we and lose your heartbeat

When we come in, tune beat

Gyal beat, shots beat

Man make so much money on the street

Ramp with we and lose your heartbeat, rah

Yeah, dark side came from Jedi

Two and a q and a half, can’t red eye

Now I’m

I am the HD SCART antennae

Open a shopping cart, get ten items

Everyone dead, can’t send I

West got vision and them lot

One man army, come like

Whenever I’m speaking

I beg man be quiet

You’re talking but no one’s hearing

I beg man be quiet

You’re speaking without no meaning

I beg man be quiet

Sitting on your high horse preaching

I beg man be quiet, eediat

HeavyTrackerz on the riddim and Gen, it’s a given

Every time I skip on the riddim, I’m gonna kill 'em

Tryna see what I’ve written, but every lyric I spit, I spin 'em

He said he’s better than me but he isn’t

I’ll freestyle this, I ain’t gotta write this

When you recite it’s as frightening as ISIS

Bloodshot eye was a pain in my eyes

As clear as daylight whenever I wear a mic,