Jimmy Lo - Abra Cadabra (UK GRIME)

Wake up, get straight on the flip.. got my,

Pen an pad, it's real shit writ, used to be a drinker,

But my thinking got deeper, everyday getting leaner an leaner

My ex was cheater, she be ticking for the dick like a meter...

She wants it in deeper, punchlines come like a creeper,

Then you've got the audacity, to say your a keeper..

a box of the lemon, gotta weigh it on the gram,

Cruise in the whip, never can we slip, just incase

I've got the ting on my hip,

If man slip, pull out the flick, an dip, dip, dip him

Slip.. you'll be left on the drip, man get spun from the lyrics spit

The bars you hit, nar... put em in the bin,

Dont act up, an come on some bless ting,

Ng, it's notts that I'm repping,

watch we're ya stepping, It's ya girl that I'm texting,

A day in my shoes, nar you couldn't hack this

Sat back, us man are just flexing, beat on replay,

Start this connecting, the image I'm refecting,

My Mum's on a stress ting,

24/7 no time for no resting, me I don't ever sin,

I just stay wid the blessing, out n about, we up n down

Scattered around, give man a shout.. or find me about

Never do I follow crowd,

Never been a sheep, whilst I suck through my teeth

If you want beef, know I bring heat,

Polished man down, left man clean,

That's what happened, you ignorant bastard,

These man are jealous, cos the feds can't catch us,

Trip, trip, trip, cookin up some bangers,

We choose to be stackers, on top of that, money grabbers,

Part time rappers, trapping... course it all matters,

I know bare scrappers, they'll leave ya jaw shattered,

Then break mans life, leave man fractured,

This scheme that I'm rhyming, it's all about timing,

It's grime what I'm writing, give man the shock like lightning

Backstage, autograph signing, 100% keep on grinding,

I'm stating those facts, no I ain't hyping

This vision I'm sighting, I hope ya complying,

From the bottom I'm rising, I'm slow but climbing,

The signs I'm showing, places I'm going, course man know it

The case ye I froze it, pro's.. ye we own it,

Fuck hoes, only bro's I'm knowing,

The haze I'm smoking, it's got a nigga choking,

Bagging up snow, the whole blocks snowing,

Out on the road, With my CO-D.. man are always hustling,

With my life I can always trust him, talk about tables,

He always brings something, never is it nothing

Zed after zed I'm moving, I know I ain't loosing,

I can easily prove it, the money... I'm glued to it

Just putting this bluntly, fuck the authority,

Right to make orders, an put us in poverty,

Having no money, it can break a man's family,

But unfortunately, that's just reality

I will make man lift, with the bars I spit,

Like say theirs no gravity,

Also, Times have been hard, but never no charity,

Letters from the majesty, the judge tried to vanish me,

But I worked up a strategy, an they ain't coming back for me