Let Me Kick a Few-nice

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Let Me Kick a Few-nice

Michael Jocelyn · 17 plays

UK hip hop, piano sound, gritty male vocals, raw lyrical bars, streetwise flow, energetic delivery

Lyrics

Chorus

Let me kick a few bars,

Heal all my scar's , gone in a blink like a shooting star you know who you are, you know who you are...

Let me kick a few bars,

Heal all my scar's , gone in a blink like a shooting star you know who you are, you know who you are...

Verse

I use my words to hit hard disregard the reference of a hinder if I was battling my body would be scarred,

Instead I toke a cigar pimped cloaked with some liquor rowdy now ready to protect my battle ground, I rebound my vocal sounds like a merry go rounder I've got lyrics cheesy its called a quarter pounder fries on the side be the rizla and the grader I won't stop spitting till I'm turning in my grave yo, i choke whilst I toke on this dirty cheese even when I'm overseas laventeal we're burning leaves, a high degree I'm a pedigree a top breed but still need the appetite to spit at a Fahrenheit, undetected going through satellite leave your mind all dreamy like you be snow white, so many ways to live I choose the pen and A4 now I aim for dropping my rhymes at hail force

Chorus

Let me kick a few bars,

Heal all my scar's , gone in a blink like a shooting star you know who you are, you know who you are...

Let me kick a few bars,

Heal all my scar's , gone in a blink like a shooting star you know who you are, you know who you are.....

Verse

The games an open market you have to mark it, like you mark a snitch a snitch who's chatting bare isshhh you ain't having it you don't want to cause no tragedy but this snitch keeps talking all erratically, this is ridiculous and no my names not Nicolas but look at me wrong and I'll be snatching your necklace, why you bugging me, this be some criminal offence like jetting from a car after an accident, leaving glass and evidence it's only evident you get caught cause leaving these trails like rodents, think your bigger than Michael jackson in his hay day

Only frequency your hearing is the word mayday you get blazed like a reefer right down to the Rooch every time you hold the microphones the only time you choke, spit like I'm skits I'll hold you up like chopsticks and no, I don't want man's sucking their lips

Chorus

Let me kick a few bars,

Heal all my scar's , gone in a blink like a shooting star you know who you are, you know who you are...

Let me kick a few bars,

Heal all my scar's , gone in a blink like a shooting star you know who you are, you know who you are.....

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