The Only Rhyme That Bites

The only rhyme that bites

Step back while I attack the mic

Demon rhymes like a script from Fright Night

Wrote like a poet

Designed like a sculptor

Carved from steel 'cause strength is my culture

Slip in my clip automatic fully loaded

Lyrics like lead and beats my component

Put together like a ten foot sledgehammer

Rock the 24 track like an earth tremor

Now I'm equipped, tooled up to the front teeth

Exceed my limits with a rhyme and a firm belief

That I am unstoppable, chew punks up like cannibal

Don't like what I say? Then sue me for libel

So step it up to a canter like a stallion

My boys' title is Manchester's battalion

Now you've heard the north at its heights

The drums rumble and you know the rhyme bites

The only rhyme that bites

The only rhyme that bites

Get down

And my boys lay beats like bricks and I'm kicking

Bass so sharp take your head off

And then lay down the cut, rewind and hut

Now do you dig it 'cause the beat drop will kick

But the overload is too much to handle

Volume increases as I dismantle

I pack jams like a party in a tin can

Leave you to chill like a fridge in a mean van

You get the urge like a surge of adrenalin

Lose you mind 'cause you know there's never been

A pale face lover of the nineties, the governor

Those weak hearted just might not recover

Now you know the rhyme's unbelievable

The blood thumps and my punches do not pull

Cos I'm the dan, more fibre than Hi-Bran

Ask if I rock, say sure I can

I am the host, a killer with an attitude

Stomp holes in heads at the hint of a feud

I hit rhymes out like steel trucks

You dig it like a point of a meat hook

Roll to you like a concrete baseball

Make noise like a battle in a pub brawl

The only rhyme that bites

The only rhyme that bites

Give it up to me

Wind it up

Here we go

One more time

I'm a human funk box

And I commence with a gear change

First the fourth, bust punks into grass stains

Beats my belief, sounds my religion

Don't chase trends 'cause tunes is originality

So come follow me (it gets hard with my funky brutality)

On the mic I'll fright, make the sight right

Leave you chill 'cause cool is my blood type

Now from the waist release with a hip thrust

Rock the rest and loosen the body rust

I make you glide ride like a low tide

My home gets credit for what I've devised

Cos I'm a Mancunian house jammer

Rough and ready, but look good for the camera

Now understand what you see is what you get

I'm nineteen and classed in my own set

Tunes connect perfect up to the sound check

The rap is written, revised and comes correct

The race is on for the title, so come on

Run from dish just collect the corn

I come across with vibrance, especially when silence

Comes to the room a tune acapella boom

I'm the battleship, my rhyme is the warhead

No rap is too bad, it's just too dead

The only rhyme that bites

This bites

Just lyrics I've written

Not rhymes I've bitten

Check it out

Here we go

One two one two three and

Release the leather make it clever fill in with terror

Insult me, you're directed to take a header

Into a cess pit, now eat it

Perfect time like a well-rehearsed card trick

I'll flush you out shuffle then deck you

Run a ton then deal you

Spread your ass all over the felt

Skin you clean like a buffalo pelt

You melt with the heat catch friction off my static

Baffle all punk confusion is my tactic

Hate no-one but feel sorry for dickheads

Don't rhyme in time, they just waffle instead

Those who can't funk, why don't they funk off

Get off the tip so rap takes its real course

Instead of hip-house make hip-hop the real thing

Murderous bass and a beat that swings

I'm devastating, a god-child in the making

What you hear's a lethal style of conversation

T for terminator

U for undertaker

N inoculator

E for educator

S for sadistic

Now what you think of it?

The only rhyme that bites

The only rhyme that bites