Bored so...

[KRYSIZ MC]

Its like...

Meet me in da alley way or in da car park/
Bring ya chains an ya bat, prepare 4 da rukk/
Cos U know when I start U get tear apart/
Like da meat in da dark deep depths widda shark/

My bite pretty viscious pass a mic an I bark/
C widda R-I, man dont start/
Instant death like a dart to ya heart/
When I come on like dat U mans are like "What?"/

Takin on ya crew like 1 by 1/
Da lyrics my bullets an da Mics my gun/
Firin' at chu so better quick run/
From da 1 quick fire yfrom my lyrical tongue/

[MC Makka]

yeah i like it

[lil MC]

Like da meat in da dark, deep depths widda shark//
my lyrics will bite you up, over your mind leave marks//
so think twice before you step, coz your bound to get spark//
these lyrical blows, flow through you, like an *arc*//

When I come on like dat, U mans are like "What?"//
What’s the matter, can’t handle me sliding in your girl’s slot//
Coz you man’s dunn know, I always hit the jackpot//
I’m on fire like an oven, mate, lyrically hot//

From da 1 quick fire, from my lyrical tongue//
make any MC's verse, look completely dumb//
too many fakes, these days, like to run their gum//
but I’ll set them straight, and put them in place from day one//

* arc = when electricity travels through gas, in an electric field.

[SUPERSTAR SINISTA]

seen im bored so im gonner freestyle it.

wanna clash me i make ya look silly//
put your liricks next to mine ill make them look as small as ya willy/
yo blad im thug,im $$$$in evil/wanna test dis it's gonna end in desert eagle//
thats how it is in tha ghetto now it looks like im losin mates//
bear hostility at my gates// i used to fight kids from next estates//
now my desert eagle settles my debates//
soundbwoys are one of my hates//
coz sinista be one of the lirickal greats//
thuged out liricks be one of my trates//
my talent is raw still unpolished//
spin some plastic gonna get demolished//
yo me and my crew we're just ghetto guys//
sick and tierd of manz sayin there ghetto why tell lies//
i no your not ghetto coz im ghetto and i aint see you wif my eyes//
brehs like you i despise//
guess wot no manz heard of you wot a surprise//
now hang ya head in shame tryin to use the ghetto for fame//
dis is life it aint no $$$$in game//
if ya from tha ghetto ya cant be tame//
coz manz will take ya money,creps and chain//
cross the wrong manz ya get ah bullit to ya brain//
coz manz dont care as long as they gain//
dont give ah $$$$ bout the missury dont give ah $$$$ bout pain//
coz when your ghetto it's like your down in the gutta, down in the drain//


gone.