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Tagged in by K Zorro, Stig Of The Dump's "Rapper Tag" over Fugees "How Many Mics" Instrumental. Watch the video HERE - youtu.be/ihDeeOSOkcU

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Shouts to K Zorro, I'd like to thank him.
Thanks kin, finally i've been tagged in,
When i run the track, yeah.. it's nothing but the facts here
Trust a fake rappers getting taxed for their wack bling.
That's what's happening! You ain't Michael Caine
So what's the price ya paying, for ya acting?
You'll get a snapped chin, make ya head back spin
23rd Rapper Tag, i'm a do the damn thing.
Trust me killer i get crazy wild
Blunt smoke's known to keep the air thicker than Amy Childs,
These other geezers, they're all sweeter than Tate & Lyle,
Why you fronting son? You're as tough as a baby's smile.
I'm hotter than a cup of PG
Need proof? There's 2 world titles on my CV,
Cannon Fodder that's the EP!
It's 5 tracks long, so go & put the CD on repeat.
See me, son's styles so hard to beat,
When i'm hacked off ya best "back off" like Charlie Sweets.
I'm getting harsher than Bacardi neat,
Roll up in the party with a dose of that Safari heat..
Like, what's the mother fucking issue?
Puffing on piff stinking funkier than Gym shoes.
I keep my bars sharper than a gin su
So me vs you, words in each verse will rip through;
Bones, arteries, cartilage & sinew,
One quick move my whole shit will split you in two,
As i continue, exposing what's within you,
Bitch made rappers can eat a skin flute like tinned food.
Ya friendly neighbourhood piece of shit,
I keep the reefer wrapped fatter than fajita mix,
Fuck ya swagger, this here's a piece of piss,
No one's coming close to me, most of you MC's are bitch.
It's like you don't know who your dealing with
Real talk now, you don't know what you're dealing with
I'm good with the tongue, i know bars & how to tease a bitch,
Get em gushing before they even get to see the dick.
32 bars in & i'm just warming up
Hard work got me this far i can't afford the luck
It really doesn't matter what you call it bruv
Switching the flow, from quick to the slow
When Stig's in the zone i'm raw as fuck
They're like "why is he so angry"
He goes from "i'm a beast" to "no one under stands me"
Maybe i should chat shit about i bang heat
"Man dem know i draw the iron man, like Stan Lee"
Nah, words paint pictures like Odisee,
Think your fly i'll put you on blast like Lockerbie
Quality, not the street, body beats properly
To put it modestly, your top MC's are jocking me
So listen Buddy I, love staying up at night
Getting fucking high, puffing thai with my sunken eyes
Crystal skull vodka plus a couple chunks of ice
If you don't do it like i does it, you must suck at life
So what's your god damn "probalem"
don't get pissed if your mrs starts hollering
I saw her puckering her lips like collagen
She's a naughty girl so i gave her a bollocking
You think i let the weight stop me? Nope.
Think the belly's gonna put them off me, Bro?
Why you think i act so cocky? Bro!
i'm good with the weight like Mariusz Pudzianowski
Bitch, i'm a big dog like Giant George
I keep it raw to the core like iron ore.
One hit & that dutch get's charred
Then it's back to the bars, i'm on the ball like Feyenoord
You don't pop steal what you lying for?
You're just a lost meal where the Lion's walk
See I control the flow like Poseidon's fork
Bull headed for the beef like a Minotaur
It's 64 Bars in & now the vibes right
I'm a go raw no more Mr Nice Guy
Since he disappeared in the night's sky
Spitting crack, swigging back beer by the pint i
Never got into this for the lime light
Fuck the dough, Cro is all i need for the high life
In this world, you need to keep your mind right
Surrounded by pussies that bite like Twilight
Lifetimes finite, ya need to switch it up
White Russian with the Salted Caramel Stolichnaya
It's hard to love an art form when no one else gives a fuck
But i'm a keep it 100 til my ticker busts
Listen bruv, shit's a must i'll kill it til i hit the dust
Liquored up, puffing on a zooby of that Indica
To put it simpler, i'll stick my middle fingers up
And tell everyone of you little bitches to come kiss my nuts

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from Free Sh​!​t​.​.​.​.​.​. [FREE D​/​L], track released December 16, 2012
Lyrics written & Recorded by Stig Of The Dump
Beat: Fugees - How Many Mics

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