Lyrics The Elite - Frisco

Yeah, Frisco
Big up all the big dargs in the elite right now
Cause if you ain't in the elite, don't conversate with me man
Don't speak to me man

Don't come here and try hype up me, get light up
That just ain't gonna work, best you divert
Them man are swagger than pants
Them man are pleated skirts, they're easy to merk
Me as a youngster, I was hard headed but eager to earn
Got the fire inside so I'm eager to burn
And I was ten when I knew I had a love for the music
From then, eager to learn
Need beats like picky head, needing a perm
I watched Shabba get buried by Ninja at Sting
From that I was on dis ting
And then I tuned into 9-4-5 where Shabba and Skibadee kept it live
Eksman was a lyrical dan on the mic
Hold the mic I don't pet I'm a lyrical architect
That bar belonged to Eks not O to the Z
Ozzie just took it and ran with it to get glory
Anyway back to the story, where was I?
Oh yeah, Rinse. Wiley and Plague
Riko was big from day
Man like Blade, them man were cold on a riddim
That's when I knew I had to get hold of the riddim

You gotta cheek 'bout lyrically deep, none of the MC's make the elite
Yeah man I know everyone's gotta eat but
None of the MC's make the elite
And I can't have another man sitting in my seat
When none of the MC's make the elite
So it don't make sense having lyrical beef
With man that don't even make the elite

And if them man qualify to be a top MC
I wanna know who's giving out passes
I don't really care who's flow is the fastest
All I know that when I say Frisco's F'ed
I don't mean willies in arses
I stay high in the sky like a star is
And yeah I'm a brown skinned nigga
But violate me and we'll see who's the darkest
See who's the hardest, your bite ain't as hard as your bark is
Them man are cheap like the Sunday market
I roll deep like Danny and Target, Scratchy and Karnage
I'm the best and what, who's asking?
Frisco's a lyrical skeng so when I cock back the ting and bark it
Man better chill cause my niggers will end it, if your guys start it

You gotta cheek 'bout lyrically deep, none of the MC's make the elite
Yeah man I know everyone's gotta eat
But none of the MC's make the elite
And I can't have another man sitting in my seat
When none of the MC's make the elite
So it don't make sense having lyrical beef
With man that don't even make the elite

Me, i'm big in the game with lyrics
They're not big in the game, they're finished
They don't fit in the game
Like a man trying to force a flat head into a Phillips
And man are like is it? I fear no man,
Get with the programme cuzzy get with it
I spit wicked man bars, no gimmicks
They spit wicked man bars, I live it
And when i'm stressed out, I get the best out
Lemon and zest out, yeah I bill it
I don't just spray on a track I fill it
I say what I say on a track, I kill it
I don't care 'bout your wasteman lyrics
They can not chat to big Frisco
Cause I know that a lot of them bo like Riddick
No, i'm not Blacks but I'm far from timid

You gotta cheek 'bout lyrically deep, none of the MC's make the elite
Yeah man I know everyone's gotta eat
But none of these MC's make the elite
And I can't have another man sitting in my seat
When none of these MC's make the elite
So it don't make sense having lyrical beef
With man that don't even make the elite

You gotta cheek 'bout lyrically deep, none of the MC's make the elite
(Them man have got a cheek)
Yeah man I know everyone's gotta eat
But none of the MC's make the elite
(I'm not hating but you man can just low it)
And I can't have another man sitting in my seat
When none of the MC's make the elite
(Trust me!)
So it don't make sense having lyrical beef,
With man that don't even make the elite

You get me fam like you don't even make sense, me even replying
It's just long bruv, like you man should just 'low it
You ain't even up to par like you're not even on the same boat as me
Like 'low it, ay it's 08 now and if you ain't in the elite
Then you should just keep quiet
You know, ay you know I'm not even hating on you man like
You know if you believe in yourself then just do your ting
Big up the mandem in the elite, yeah
Big Fris!