DJ Semtex Freestyle

Fam you're never gonna guess what happened
To me the other day (What fam?)
Don't vex me
One chick the other day tried to mug me init
But my hitter Viv told me keep it tuggy in it
Ride in the whip, that's the buggy init
Ride in the whip, no buggy in it
No offspring, just on tings, that's on Kings
Only buff tings that like
Queens and fuck Kings
Woah, Nadz, why are you so disgusting?
I don't know but that's
What everybody's discussing
I don't know why them got
Bags and they clutching
But ain't got the whip to
Be pushing the clutch in
They say they're riding out to my
Hood with the pump ting
So if they're riding out to my hood
It's a bus ting
That's long, that's dead, fuck that
Bitches over there, got hitters in the back
Yeah hitters everywhere and my
Hitters all bang ay, my hitters all bang
Like, money on money, we get it in
If that nigga's funny, we're getting him
If we're discussing money then it's settling
If you fuck with my money, you'll be skeleton
So it's best off not fuckin' with it
We celibate if you keep on bitching about
Bitches then that's irrelevant
Far too many cooks in the
Kitchen and they're all simmering
Hottest in the hood's what I'm delivering
Me, never could they be sicker than
Bloody hell I'm sick of them
Killer flows I hit them with
Fucking know I'm killing it
There's a gap, I'm filling it
The game's mine but she really
Think she winning it? Woah ah
Ah what di bloodclart do dem?
Made them bust
Them make the blooclart student
You see the cuss
Am I to bloodclart shoot them?
Still me take their soul and leave
A hole right through them
Wow, ay speed it up for me a bit

Yo, cool, boom
Look, word I'm sicker than them
Hollered at Ty while they're
Sitting them there she came with the tights
Still sitting them there
Now we're getting high off
The sitting them there
Any girl try when they see me, I dare go
'Cause I'm half of that and half of this
But I'm full on ish and then
You want a half of this? No way, no how
Bang hammers and we ain't on trial
Richard Hammond in the whip, oh wow
The ting gets a tanning when
The tints go down
But let me not talk that crud ting
'Cause if I talk bad, it's a mad ting
Just know that my on job and my on job
Rolled alright, don't nobody want this

What, oi
I could go on for another ten minutes
Think we'll leave it there
(Yo, yo, yo, that's deep
Yo you killed that man)
(Yo everybody make some noise for Nadia Rose
Like) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah