Harry Shotta feat. Scrufizzer, Eksman, Dreps & Turno - Raise the Bar Lyrics

Lyrics Raise the Bar - Scrufizzer , Harry Shotta , Turno , Eksman , Dreps




I feel like I'm on some ADH
Can't sit still, I'm fucking hungry
And these snakes try to make me wait
I was on some humble tip
Kicking back to my Jay-Z tapes
Jumped on this jungle shit
Now I want that money Jay-Z makes
Man told me I work too hard
I don't relate to that lazy pace
Probably why I spit double time
And I live my life at that crazy pace
Chill babycakes, I can't slow down
You ain't following, let me give you the low down
Everyone knows I'm one of the best
In this, some don't wanna admit it
So when I drop something hot
You don't really wanna boost that shit
Armchair critics, backseat driver
Let me just down this Guinness
And jump in the booth, I'm pretty quick with this
Sick with this, so give me ten minutes
And I'll deliver something so sick
So sexy, verbally so ghosted
Some of them were pissed when me and XE linked up
Certain man were like "oh shit"
No shit, some of them were looking for a motive
We just made a banger, the results were explosive
And that was fireworks, straight smoking ace
They try to act like there's no lyricist in drum and bass
I can't rate that, that is not the case
So let me show you how to do this, let me set pace
What now? Sound that alarm
It's not fuckin' easy to gwan
Now what man's on
Breaking boundaries, do this calm
It's nothing long, we put man on
What man are out here doing, pull up
We raise the bar
What now? Sound that alarm
It's not fuckin' easy to gwan
Now what man's on
Breaking boundaries, do this calm
It's nothing long, we put man on
What man are out here doing, pull up
We raise the bar
Yeah I'm fed up of the talk
Everybody's chatting, I've been doing this for years
All my niggas can't imagine all the gash that I've been through
Lies that I've been told
Dons that I jumped on
Beef I was involved
Carmarage a bitch, every darg has his day
Caught up in a pattern, got me lost in a maze
Yeah, I'm just giving you the realest on a rhyme
Nuff man are gassed, don't listen to the hype
Cah I'm better with the flow
Man better know
Can't do what I'm doing cause you man are too slow
And I'm ready for the show
Style be the wickedest
They can't war with the lyricist
Call this innovation
Yeah I mash up the ting like I'm in the basement
Ain't got love for a faux or a pagan
Run man down with bullying agent
Couldn't give a damn what you're into
I just jump on the riddim and I spin ya
Yeah I told them already, I'm a ninja
I'm in the bedroom so we never could've lingered
We just kill all of them like ninja
I spit loud, never could've whispered
Never been a dribbler, you will get cold like winter
Chat shit, man I'll power drive and spin ya
Come in like Skeppy
Everything's good, darg, everything's blessy
Now you can't take badman for Geoffrey
Man just rise up my ting like
What now? Sound that alarm
It's not fuckin' easy to gwan
Now what man's on
Breaking boundaries, do this calm
It's nothing long, we put man on
What man are out here doing, pull up
We raise the bar
What now? Sound that alarm
It's not fuckin' easy to gwan
Now what man's on
Breaking boundaries, do this calm
It's nothing long, we put man on
What man are out here doing, pull up
We raise the bar
Yo this riddim is definitely mental
Waiters on the norm to what I perform
Still give me the riddim, I kill it with lyrics
And send his spirit to visit the morgue, yeah
I kick up a storm and transform
From moon to ice mode
Ice cold with the biro
My flow is like nitro
Explode like a bomb
Let off the fresh code
Deathblow my dress codes
Jet black, I'm going to war
The MAC-10's leaving a red patch on your vest top
Press that, think of this, figure your head back
Head back to base where I rest at
Them man are my button off end cap, blud
Violate the team and I'll spaz, it's Mad Max
In a black tracksuit, black gloves and a black black
Snapback, I snap backs
Decapitate man into black bags
Wiping man just like anthrax
Man backtrack when I clap back at your wack raps
It's facts, let me break it down
These brothers are hating how this combination is flaming
It ain't adjacent, knowing none of these pagans
The bar renaissance reviving the art is blatant
Brothers have got my status under surveillance
Like they're some fucking agents
So I sign out like mind out
When Shotta and I'm about
We're spitting the rhymes out
And ripping their spines out
Drum and the bass is what we rep
Disrespect and brothers will find out
You're digging a hole you cannot climb out
Don't make me wind up like
What now? Sound that alarm
It's not fuckin' easy to gwan
Now what man's on
Breaking boundaries, do this calm
It's nothing long, we put man on
What man are out here doing, pull up
We raise the bar
What now? Sound that alarm
It's not fuckin' easy to gwan
Now what man's on
Breaking boundaries, do this calm
It's nothing long, we put man on
What man are out here doing, pull up
We raise the bar



Writer(s): Francesco Moliterno, Dean Perry Peter



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