BIG New Freestyle Lyrics (2nd part)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MD8JMnMDLWc
(1:08 min)

Faze

Your a lyrical disaster
I'm a lyrical master bars at one point
I'm a lyrical archer
Your not real, your a fake
Your a lyrical drama
Your a lyrical dead end
I'm a lyrical legend
Aim & attack i'm a lyrical weapon
Your not big, your a prick
Your a lyrical melon.

I'm back with the best
I'm back with the men
That know me the best
Then 7, 8, 9
So pack up your bag
& leave with the rest
& leave with the best
Calm manner like me
Stick in the stick
Then stick it out
Then stick it back in deeper
I'll be the develen feeler
& i'll bring the metal in
So you don't settle in either
Yo my bars are electric
I run up the meter
Murk on the mic
When i run up arifa
Blessed ma bredrin
He got the peng ting
No name mention
Nudda wanna bait my geezer
& i'm out with the goonz
Hoof silent in the light of the moon
7+8+9 thats 24 bars i'm a lyrical goon
Your a lyrical dance chick
Chat more Sh!t than anybody does
Worse than a B!tch
In the time of the month
So get the tampon
& go stick it on
In a place your alone
& if I was ghetts
We don't wanna call you a genius
So don't try to pretend
That your a school of the seniors
Coz i'll make a mess
& they'll call the cleaners.

Renegade

Step back
I'm a lyrical death trap
Ask track any where like a red match
I don't sleep
I stay up & get jet lagged
But when I race MC's
I'm still with the best lap
Where's that cat
That thinks he's the best at
Murkin MC's lets test that, lets chat
If he's there step at
Scared then get at
Renegade's going on state
Like a dead rat
Kill MC's are you ready for a death match
If you are better be ready with a bed pack
Don't forget that
You best protect that
Coz i'm not a crack head
But you'll get your head crack
Going on dark like jet black
But I still keep it fly like jet pack
I was gonna pick up your wifey
But then I cancelled dat ting like a red jack
I was like F that
I already F'd that
Don't wanna bed that, ted that
She text me, I didn't text back
If I was you blud I would've left that
But on the level cuz
Please take your sket back
Coz I got no time for no set back
Man's got my head strapped
Doing dis ting
Coz dough gotta get that
Endz gotta rep that
Trend gotta set that
Renegade boy can't let them forget that
So I stick my chest at
But I keep my head at
Coz I can't be where the feds at
Things get Fukked up before I get trapped
& things won't fix up till I get back
So failure's not an option
I accept that
Thats when you aim for the maximum points
Like red black, red black
Colours done
1, 4, 7 to the mac can't test that.

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Can You Dig It - Lyrics

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s9pHb64xSlg
(0:54 sec)

Faze

I'm a threat with the pen
& i'm right on target
Keep recording
I'm working the hardest
I'll be in the mix tape market
So
you might see me in a lyrical market
Shotting the CD Making a bargain
& if your an MC
There's a great big margin
I'm better than you
I'm better than all of your crew
Look
I don't shot food
I shot CD's
Get with the gash
With a 3, 4, D, D
They like my flow
I do it slow
I speed it up with the DJ wheel it up
I was down at the bottom
Now i'm back to the top
When it comes to the mic
I've lost the plot
Lyrical flows
I've got the lot
I'ma raving just to see you the parts
Straight to the point like a different dart
I'm going on dark
& I flow like a shark
& the mini shabarz
My bars are the future
Like the life on mars
Your finishing last
I'm a whole in one
You don't even get no parz
I'm class your not evenarz
You against me
You've lost the task
I never looked to the past
So I leave you behind
& leave like a shadow
Would I dark na you don't wanna start
Might be a wanna boot of the car
When I abandon your body in dagenham park
& I see through fake MC like glass
& I tear them apart like a broken heart.

Renegade

Renegade I get high when i'm low
High when i'm broke
High when I flow
Smoking the rhino I grow
I know I won't get clock
Coz I got my eyes on the roads
Bear manz are sly
& they hope
That I get involved with violence & po
When i'm just tryna blow
Them manz want me to die & go
But no
I'm not no idiot
Not even a little bit
Far from a literate
You man are pussioz
You need to live with it
That bad man mask on your face get rid of it
I'm sick of it
If you don't play zoots
What the fukk do you get from billin it
Look
You ain't no criminal
Your life is easy
Rudeboy don't make it difficult
Stop tryna be suttin you ain't
You'll get brushed
& put to the wall like paint
I ain't no devil
But i'm far from a saint
If I swing my moves
I might swing in your face
& look
My arms are strong like nilz
One punch will send you straight to the moon
You know how I kick it
You know how I big it
All I need to know is

CAN YOU DIG IT

If not then i'm coming for you rudeboy
Beside your food boy
Don't be a rudeboy
Don't call your manz
You need to call frank
Coz you must think your suttink
To think your all that
& look
If I don't know you G
Don't try & tell me I owe you G
I know you love my flows you see
But i'm done with my bars man i'm O, U, T.

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