Lyrics: Aysan Kazim/Andrew Preston/Rhoni Lee
Music: Tumay Salih
Put the city on the map
Did it with the elements though
Your too skippy with the raps
Stop ripping off the Eminem flow
I’m not feeling what he spat, I’m telling ‘em YO! Don’t get lippy
One sixteen and they’re all on their tippy
Yeah rude boy I’m deading them
(Yo yo)
Beast mode with the D bro
Never on a D low, I say it with my whole chest
Peak put mc’s to sleep mode
They didn’t wanna hear no see no speak less
Faultless like a fortress, Fort Knox
I fall up never fall off
Spin an mc now the fools lost
But the full cost gonna hit him like a sawn off
How many years do I have to shell
Before you can tell
I feel like the industry has me on bail
They don't wanna let me up out of this cell
So I'll holla GANG an we'll do it ourselves (#ANTI)
Put a few man on the shelf
Retiring rappers since 20 and 12
Well, I'm just not like other girls (nah)
Something always been a bit different in me literally
Might make people think littler or bigger of me
I ain't got time for the bickering and sniggering
Behind my back they bitching it’s a liberty
You made your grave, silly u kept digging at me
Bro behave, I'm vigilant like military
We are not same, its bigger than just symmetry
I'm insane, yeah I really got the nigga in me
Beast in a cage feasting on rage
He's gonna say she shouldn't play
And I don't mean she's going home when I say
She's going IN for the day (it's bait)
Silly little twat
Waste my time then gimmie little back
Don't ever doubt that I'm really bout the rap
Facts, give man a semi on a track (ha)
Put the city on the map
Did it with the elements though
Your too skippy with the raps
Stop ripping off the Eminem flow
I’m not feeling what he spat, I’m telling ‘em YO! Don’t get lippy
One sixteen and they’re all on their tippy
Yeah rude boy I’m deading them
In my head I’m barring (BEAST MODE)
I’m gonna get your respect by barring (BEAST MODE)
I’m gonna come for your neck by barring (BEAST MODE)
Don't ever think that were friends cause I’m barring
This is beast mode
Beast mode fully activated
Respect yeah I have to take it
And I've got a few ways (barring, barring, barring)
IG comments were popping saying they wanted new Kane
Hollered at D dot, like 'what are you saying?
Can I get that Beast Mode beat? might drop a new tape
He was like “what about Turkish?”
I said “if T's hearing this then he's already too late”
This year the work rate's on 'A Milli'
That's Wayne, I'm Kane, don't play with my killy
They amazed at the way that we did it, insane
I put it on the map and then I went and laid claim to my city
Streetsweeper Kayslay with it
Grade A with lyrics, I've paved ways with this
Since me and ML, it was MFTT
May have been a late fresher just tell 'em to “Wait A Minute”
Putting Manny on the map with the way I pattern a track
I gave rappers a chance
Been doing this fluent since U Channel and that
And I don't see you channelling that
I'm talking Young D, Hoodie Town and 'dat, da.da.da.dat'
BK that's ANTIGANG man of the match
Sick of the way that they chat gas in their rap
When we know none of them would bang hammers and straps (I mean)
The wordplay never been basic, second that I get in the ring
I power up, Green Lantern a hellish 'Invasion'
Chicka chicka, your shit's sounding hella Slim Shady
My shit sounds like Britizen Kane and nobody else
The whole team smoking but none of them are holding an 'L'
The next letter I hold that to the sky, note to myself
Put the city on the map
Did it with the elements though
Your too skippy with the raps
Stop ripping off the Eminem flow
I’m not feeling what he spat, I’m telling ‘em YO! Don’t get lippy
One sixteen and they’re all on their tippy
Yeah rude boy I’m deading them
Man can’t act like I don’t get cold in the city
Scan it, that one, won’t get Jack Son
Move like Janet exposing a titty
Plan it, bag done
Zip an emcee up
Their frozen inside like an old bitter nitty
That waits outside of the shop with a sock for a mask and a hand gun
And loads of ‘em fishy
Ain’t that a shock? Blanka
It’s more like twenty-five to life like I’m halving a fifty
Mans in the hand cuffs
Laughing, it’s victory
Stand tall rightly,
Rep Grime ‘till they un-cancel Wiley as part of my history
Mans all smiley an cool ‘till they all get fooled into selling their arse for the BIG P
The fans all likely to ask “what happened?
Cos you was on top of the ball how'd you miss G?”
Fear the path of an emcee and wordsmith
Then seen with them earnest MP’s at the BIG LEAGUE
They was like "D I emcee for the"
Wait your too close, diss me
Get burned in the furnace six feet were the dirt is
If he wanna spit be sick G
I don’t need shit beats I’m allergic, very hot
Tell ‘em I got that venom like Simbi, Eddie brock
Get me off (quickly)
I was into spitting way before these little rappers had an inkling
on what they should even rap about on every song
Get me wrong, I got a list here it goes
It goes ANTI
Never said my list was very long
I’m into missionary, hoe
Pro visionary flow
Ichicgo with gyally I’m ripping out her soul
That’s how we get along
When I’m in it I’m innovative bro
Didn't ya know? Its beast mode on every single song