Lyrics
(Verse 1 - EPITOME)
....Can you all see me climbing
Epitome spittin' heat and the heat is rising
Never be declining, cos I peak at rhyming
Me and Sci enlighten we MCs that's shining/
And cast shadows on the back of whack assholes
Each of these damn kats that act shallow
Say we can't rap but stand down cos that's crap yo
Ya can't breathe reasons, leave yo ass strangled/
These damn b-stards just mad that they can't rap so
They act macho and say sh-t about rap that's dope
So I grab my pad and my mic and that's ammo
Challenge all you hating f-gs to rap battles/
And that ya can't handle, wish you'd watched ya mouth
Before you coughed sh-t up and and tossed it out
Stop ya doubts cos you f--kers daren't call me out
Talk about me, but talk is cheap so ya falling down/ motherf--kers!
(Hook - Sci)
Why you gotta do that sh-t?
F--kin' with some UK kats sayin' they can't spit (nah)
Why you gotta say them things?
'English kids can't rap, English Kids is whack' (ok)
Why you gotta stress when I say stuff?
"F--k you Sci you's a motherf--king hater" (what me?)
Why you gotta f--k with my mental?
I'm rollin with this sh-t, If you hate it well f--k you!
(Verse 2 - Sci)
This be a lyrical invasion... the clash of the Titians comin
Sci runnin this sh-t... I keeps thuggin
Why you gotta keep looking... I make your mouth drop
Whether with fists or this sh-t that I rhyme off
I stand tall... cos im proud of the way I lay tracks down
So muther f--kers backdown...
im here... open up a successful career
when im old n grey I can look back with my peers
on my lifestyle... this way it is right now
right then... right when right here right where
I don't know... maybe the sh-t i progress to
Take over my country then america I'ma step to you
Looking for respect I deserve
Ya heard Ima winner ima muther f--kin dead cert
Here let me just show you how we kick it
Epitome and Sci and we spittin for the f--kin critics...
(Hook - Sci)
(Verse 3 - EPITOME)
So you can say sh-t and say it over
We don't care, cos we're here and we're takin' over
the British Isles, and over the whole planet
we both planned it, we got it sown with dope rappin'/
The zone we both stand in is exclusive, just like this
Gettin' in? there's no Es [ease] in it like unspiked drinks,
Cos it's only for those who can use music
to move humans - and kats like us who produce true hits/
It's useless dissin' us cos we rippin' up you f-gs
If you ain't feelin' us why do you listen to our tracks?
F--k you haters, but we kickin' for the fans
And when we spittin' for them, we give it all we can
So now, we ain't f--kin' with y'all critics
Americans can hate, but f--k it it's all finished
We just spittin' and holdin' it down for the English
And the critics? We'll f--kin' clown on you b-tches!/ Sci hit it!
(Hook - Sci)
(Outro - EPITOME)
Epitome...
Sci...
For the haters...
F--k the haters......
*All lyrics by EPITOME and SCI*
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