In the chatroom on the internet
I broke out in sweat from a girl I met
I asked her out she said alright mate
name a time and a place and we will arrange date
friday at eight she said great
dress to impress and don't be late
friday at eight she came she wern't on the bus
she wern't on the train
I thought I had been blown out once again
all you women are are all the damn same
and then suddenly up pulled a cab with a fit little bird oi oi savaloy
you'e coming with me vapour MC with da B.O.D
Chapter 3 , the 3rd bredder, from the UK Terror,
no matter whether your clever, we still be crackin' the leather,
on the whip, while your locked in the cellar,
you told me you were heavyweight, your as light as a feather,
whatever!, mate, your a shit tale teller,
if i see you i'll switch, and im not a nice fella,
your last release was anything but a seller,
and i read your Mag interview, shame its in Bella,
you smeller, your breaths not green it's yellow,
your microphone fears the word accapella,
chapter 3 keep spittin' forever, we're never ever gonna sever a letter,
thats why we're spittin' better,
im gonna run down & gun down rappers when i come down,
i aint gonna finish til the suns down,
bun down green til my lungs drown,
battle in a tongue war, win a thumb war with my thumbs down!
i got a key, im gonna lock it,
when i battle with a gun, i never drop it,
until i force you to pop it,
stop it, the lyrical miracle rap rocket,
my tongue earns cash, i dont do brock pocket,
you with the mic there, drop it,
you tried bus' a lyric but you made a real nightmare of it,
d'ya write that lyric? or did ya bite bare of it?
i'll creep into your house and ignite bare of it!!!!!
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