Grime Scene

I spit like the clouds on a rainy day, I've got big heavy bars that'll blow any man away like the smoke that I blow when I'm blazing my J. When I'm on the scene I'm loud like a thunder cloud and a bitches scream. I'll go for a drive, lighting the party as soon as the bitches arrive and scream my name. You should know me fam grime's my only game.

 

My Mum says I've been a dirty disgrace since I was 11 because since then I've spat 24/7. I used to just sit in my room and write bare bars, it became a habit, ask anyone who's ever heard my flow they'll tell you that I've always had it. When I wrote this bar I was menna be in an exam, every 2 seconds my teacher was looking over me, I've never liked that bitch, I was just waiting for the goon next to me to see what I was writing then go snitch, she kept looking over my shoulder so I fucking told her, back the fuck off before I tole her.

 

Sometimes I wonder where and how I gained this skill, to write a bar with a lyrical flow used to take me ages in so many ways but now without fail I go for days. I'm on another level when I spray my bars, they change me as a person. My girl says it's like I'm from a different planet, and she's like baby you're out of this world with your spaceship swag, but fuck all that cute shit I don't have time for that, let's get straight to it and lemme have that blowy and a shag then it's back to my grime time where I sit doing shit but making my flow rhyme.

 

For those of you who don't know Reiss Hussain's my name, or better know as CBK, clash me and I'll show you the true meaning of pain, fam this clash thing ain't no game. I'm on a level that's unreachable, my flow's unteachable, style's unbeatable, mind's unbreachable, in this clash you won't spin-me-at-all. I'm here to blow up the scene Predators you must of heard of my team.

 

In this game I'll get further, I'm the youngest in this business but I'm still the Father, you may be able to spit like a lyrical genius but I'm still slicker, quicker, I'm the guy you can't sleep on so set your alarm cause i hit like a fucking bomb, you're a minor to me, I'm a major to you, you'll come to the clash with confidence and big hopes, but you'll get let down, I'll knock you down, I'll leave you sore like say your Father gave you a smack, I'll defend my game like a centre back.

 

Your bars are talent lacking, mine are talent packing, your bars are slow like say you're dragging, slacking, you against me bruv you'll get a whacking. Me and grime, we can't be dragged apart, when we're together we're more than smart, I put my lyrics together and it's a fine art like Da Vinci and Mona Lisa, they're smoking high like Khalifa, they fly like say we're off to Ibiza.

 

Most people chat about haters being their motivators, but I'm not gonna lie to me they just rained on my parade, they booed me and brought me down, but still fam I came back around, and now look at me bruv everybody's feeling my lyrical sound. Nowadays I'm always improving, I've got bars out of this world from Mars that stand out like the biggest, brightest stars. Sometimes i spit with a quick flow like need for speed when I'm spitting there's no time to breath hear me spit and you'll witness and recieve a heeve of bars.

 

I've got a hard sharp style like nails, ask anyone whoever clashes me they'll all end up with their heads stuffed in rails. Sometimes I lose control when I'm writing bars, they get messy and careless, but yet still they're always relentless, cause when it comes to pen to pad I'm always restless, listen to the lyrics I promise they'll leave you breathless, I'll give you an enama, murk you straight up infront of the cinema, skin you alive, rockin the party as soon as the bitches arrive, then ima shove a sword through their heart and squirt lemon in their eyes.

 

If you're a bitch you don't wanna fuck with me I'm a predator you'll get fucked in all 7 holes in an elevator, ass pussy mouth ears and yes nostrils. When I'm on the mic I'm rappin it rippin it flippin it dippin it sippin it killin it thrillin it stealing straight from the brain and that's the truth this shit ain't lame my style's completely different it's far from the same I'll snatch any dame like say I comfirmed my claim you flopped this clash but I was the man who came. You say you're high in ranks and from the big ends of Lancs rich like the banks shaggin bare slutty skanks but I don't see you anywhere in ranks or Lancs near my ways, can't match who's yeah you can't match CBK's