Losing It

Fee fee, fi fi, fo fo, fum

Are you dizzy? Are you dumb

Fee fee, fi fi, fo fo, fum who's that kid that comes from Brighton

I'm in my room producing hits

And when I mix it, pour some juice in it

Its so prolific, its that boujee shit

And when the beat drops like this

I'm LOSING IT

Yes my, yes my, yes my brother

Baddest kid in the game, sick motherfucker

Sound hardcore so raw; no rubber

Milk that, milk that, milk that udder

Ohhh, truly Keizer chief, ruby, ruby

I'm Scooby Doo, ghost a groupie

Spooky, poltergeist raps are booky

Fuji; snap a pic of the booty

Kill 'em when I get in zone

I'm in my feeling when I'm scheming to be taking the throne

And I'm a demon, Morgan Freeman when I'm flipping a flow

I've got the Shawshank sugar, shake it, rag and the bone man

Damn! John Claude van-dam

Put on the red light please Roxanne

She said I'm a dick when I get out of hand

You look quite fit with my dick in your hand

Jump on the rhythm, I come, I run London

Don, I'm the king of the bongo, the Bongo Bong

And I'm flipping the shit like a swanton bomb

Are you dizzy? Are you dumb?

Wait, just wait a sec

Wait, let me catch my breath

I'm about to go beast mode

I'm about to go Macbeth

Attacking the rapping I got the rhythm I'm back on the map

I'm lapping a rapper, no cap, I'm ripping and dripping in fat

You're tripping, you're slipping, I'm so prolific I'm flipping a track

The quickest in Britain, I got precision when spitting the facts

Come with the rhythm and give 'em the flow coast to coast

I boast to be the most explosive you know

Psychosis I get when I start to spit

And when the beat drops like this

I'm LOSING IT

Uh, that's right

I'm a wear-wolf out in the moonlight

I'm a blood sucking parasite

I'm a digital vampire; terror-bite

On a new hype

I'm a orbit the earth like a satellite

Sex and violence; glamourised

Tarantino flow, no lullaby

Tom Cruise down the street; vanilla sky

With my sword, I'm the very last samurai

It's a mission impossible, make it out alive

Do ya hear it? Do ya feel it? Do ya feel my vibe?

Headshot, faded

I'm fuckin' it up like I made it

Sometimes stuck in a rut but I break it

Cum twice busting a nut you can't fake it

Fuck my luck is 'bout to double up

Non-stop, I'm drake, I'm 'bout to stop the clock

On lock I break and chop the rhythm up

I make the music just to hype em up

Yes my brother, love each other

I'm an agent undercover

Who's that Mr Lover Lover?

I'm the baddest motherfucker

Fee fee fi fi foo foo fum shit

When the beat... Wait... Wait... Wait

Come like, come like, come like venom

Spot light, spot light, spot light get em

Red light green light, red light get em

Empty chamber, reload, dead em

Red light

Dead em

Kick that shit like David Beckham

Bristol, Brighton, London, Peckham

Kill this shit man what you recon

Back on my bullshit

Did you see you what I did there?

New kid

On the block

Flip the drop of the music

I twist it, beat it, abuse it

Ren, back once again

Pop one, pop two, drop three men

Click, clack, reload, pop one again

Pop myself in the head for revenge

I'm sick with flow

I'm lit with it bro

The shit Tick tak toe

Oh no, you know I'm loco moto

My loco motive Is making me blow and

Come up (ah ah)

Take a Rizla and then I burn up (ah ah)

I'm the Godzilla of the come up (ah ah)

I'm a gorilla in the jungle (ah ah)

Switch the flow I come get it get it

I'm mystical, I'm very very

Good, its good, it's big in the hood

It's big like a bear, a bear in the woods

It's good, its good, and I've understood

That I am the one to make the world look

And I am the one to make the world shook

And I am the one for history books

Kill it when I'm running the game

I'm in four door Ford when I'm back in my Lane

And I'm a Mordor Lord the Nazgul will reign

And the floor boards, walls and windows will shake

The rhythm the rebel

The bass and the treble

The angel the devil

You're not on my level

I'm very disheveled

I'm very unsettled

I'm messed in the mental

Just check my credentials

What just wait a sec

Wait let me catch my breath

I'm about to go beast mode

I'm about to go Macbeth

Kill it when I'm back in the game

Yea I kill it yeah I kill it when I'm back in the game

Yeah I kill it yeah I kill it when I'm back in the game

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait

I kill a track with full ambition

Wiping out the opposition

Stocking up on ammunition

Competition, demolition

Definition; musician

Stevie wonder; superstition

Repetition, repetition, repetition... Rrrrr

Repetition

I'm efficient

Kiddie with a disposition

Stop I chop the fuck up like a cosmetician

Re-ignition, I condition

Tracks with my rapping vision

Reposition

Step the fuck back cause I'm on a mission

Brrrraaa, fisher