Yeah, lets get crazy
Medicanik
Out for blood
Out for murder
Causing mayhem and terror
The infamous one
You should of heard ah
Inspiring fear, dictating you dear
Out of time, give me that water with some lemon and lime
Ring that bell
Yeah, make it chime
Boom bang!
Fruity bars, nice n tangy
Uh huh,
Yeah
Told you dont mess with this man g
Gritty bars dry as the desert, nice n sandy
Coz with this wap
You wanna find out if I'm handy
Respect off of you
I command thee
Wether you like it or not
Tie you up
In a fishermans knot
Rub you out
Like a notebook ink blot
Crazy bars
Man's gonna go far
Might see Medicanik in the blacked out car
Rolling darker than cigarette tar
I ain't a victim
You ain't no hero
I'll be the villain, that one you read in the papers
Give me a fake criminal
Kill him
Coz this is the life of an everyday madman chillin
Owe me that p
Best beleive I'm billin em'
Don't pay up at your door I'll thrill em'
Enter the vortex
Don't get me vexed
Better show the upmost respect
Coz if your a fake g
You will get exposed and checked
Dont try come around me and flex
I'll lift you upside down
Left to frown
On the ground
In your dressing gown
I'm never looking down
Only ever looking like my future aspirations
Up
Not like these other so called rappers with tics and hiccups
You'll never be as big as me
Even if you did a million sit ups
I got a natural ability
To keep my chin up
Pull up slam it in first
And see the front wheels spin up
Turn you into compressed meat
Like chorizo
Good idea to play games?
I dont think so
Don't pretend you know me when you see me on the streets
Saying words like blud, bredda or bro
The answer to the question do I know you is no
Oh
Here we go again
He's a big hard man
Wants to meet me
At a location
Saying where and when
If I meet you I'll go pen
Thats where!
Big man, try and act tough lookin in my eyes with a death stare
Wonder if he would give me the same look,
If he watched my bro juckin his gal bare?
What are feelings anyway?
Do you think I care?
See you on road
Grab the closest item
Slam you over the head with the computer chair
The way im spraying these lyrics aint fair
But thats why its good!
Thats why im callin out these fake wannabes
Pretending they're hood!
Don't play or there will be spilt alot of blood
Pull out a viking, samurai sword
Bringing that voodoo
That magical ward
One thing I'm good at is winning wars
I find it fun its not a chore.
Bars
That are fast
Not slow!
Icy and cold
Like snow!
Bringing that thunder
Like Thor!
Never gonna hear a more raw,
Poetic rapper than me ever again,
Give me hundred g's £££
I'll lend you my pen,
Give me three hundred spartan warriors
Spray my ting
Watch big men fall by the ten!
Then I'll dip
You'll never see me again,
Coz this reality
This matrix,
I can bend
When it's time to deliver
I always come through and send
Like 1st class postage!
Living every day
In my hayday
Like everyday
Is a payday
Get on your knees and pray,
If you hear Medicaniks coming for you, bae!
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Should of listened.
Thats a wrap (rap)
POW!
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English
Yeah, lets get crazy
Medicanik
Out for blood
Out for murder
Causing mayhem and terror
The infamous one
You should of heard ah
Inspiring fear, dictating you dear
Out of time, give me that water with some lemon and lime
Ring that bell
Yeah, make it chime
Boom bang!
Fruity bars, nice n tangy
Uh huh,
Yeah
Told you dont mess with this man g
Gritty bars dry as the desert, nice n sandy
Coz with this wap
You wanna find out if I'm handy
Respect off of you
I command thee
Wether you like it or not
Tie you up
In a fishermans knot
Rub you out
Like a notebook ink blot
Crazy bars
Man's gonna go far
Might see Medicanik in the blacked out car
Rolling darker than cigarette tar
I ain't a victim
You ain't no hero
I'll be the villain, that one you read in the papers
Give me a fake criminal
Kill him
Coz this is the life of an everyday madman chillin
Owe me that p
Best beleive I'm billin em'
Don't pay up at your door I'll thrill em'
Enter the vortex
Don't get me vexed
Better show the upmost respect
Coz if your a fake g
You will get exposed and checked
Dont try come around me and flex
I'll lift you upside down
Left to frown
On the ground
In your dressing gown
I'm never looking down
Only ever looking like my future aspirations
Up
Not like these other so called rappers with tics and hiccups
You'll never be as big as me
Even if you did a million sit ups
I got a natural ability
To keep my chin up
Pull up slam it in first
And see the front wheels spin up
Turn you into compressed meat
Like chorizo
Good idea to play games?
I dont think so
Don't pretend you know me when you see me on the streets
Saying words like blud, bredda or bro
The answer to the question do I know you is no
Oh
Here we go again
He's a big hard man
Wants to meet me
At a location
Saying where and when
If I meet you I'll go pen
Thats where!
Big man, try and act tough lookin in my eyes with a death stare
Wonder if he would give me the same look,
If he watched my bro juckin his gal bare?
What are feelings anyway?
Do you think I care?
See you on road
Grab the closest item
Slam you over the head with the computer chair
The way im spraying these lyrics aint fair
But thats why its good!
Thats why im callin out these fake wannabes
Pretending they're hood!
Don't play or there will be spilt alot of blood
Pull out a viking, samurai sword
Bringing that voodoo
That magical ward
One thing I'm good at is winning wars
I find it fun its not a chore.
Bars
That are fast
Not slow!
Icy and cold
Like snow!
Bringing that thunder
Like Thor!
Never gonna hear a more raw,
Poetic rapper than me ever again,
Give me hundred g's £££
I'll lend you my pen,
Give me three hundred spartan warriors
Spray my ting
Watch big men fall by the ten!
Then I'll dip
You'll never see me again,
Coz this reality
This matrix,
I can bend
When it's time to deliver
I always come through and send
Like 1st class postage!
Living every day
In my hayday
Like everyday
Is a payday
Get on your knees and pray,
If you hear Medicaniks coming for you, bae!
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Should of listened.
Thats a wrap (rap)
POW!
Medicanik
Out for blood
Out for murder
Causing mayhem and terror
The infamous one
You should of heard ah
Inspiring fear, dictating you dear
Out of time, give me that water with some lemon and lime
Ring that bell
Yeah, make it chime
Boom bang!
Fruity bars, nice n tangy
Uh huh,
Yeah
Told you dont mess with this man g
Gritty bars dry as the desert, nice n sandy
Coz with this wap
You wanna find out if I'm handy
Respect off of you
I command thee
Wether you like it or not
Tie you up
In a fishermans knot
Rub you out
Like a notebook ink blot
Crazy bars
Man's gonna go far
Might see Medicanik in the blacked out car
Rolling darker than cigarette tar
I ain't a victim
You ain't no hero
I'll be the villain, that one you read in the papers
Give me a fake criminal
Kill him
Coz this is the life of an everyday madman chillin
Owe me that p
Best beleive I'm billin em'
Don't pay up at your door I'll thrill em'
Enter the vortex
Don't get me vexed
Better show the upmost respect
Coz if your a fake g
You will get exposed and checked
Dont try come around me and flex
I'll lift you upside down
Left to frown
On the ground
In your dressing gown
I'm never looking down
Only ever looking like my future aspirations
Up
Not like these other so called rappers with tics and hiccups
You'll never be as big as me
Even if you did a million sit ups
I got a natural ability
To keep my chin up
Pull up slam it in first
And see the front wheels spin up
Turn you into compressed meat
Like chorizo
Good idea to play games?
I dont think so
Don't pretend you know me when you see me on the streets
Saying words like blud, bredda or bro
The answer to the question do I know you is no
Oh
Here we go again
He's a big hard man
Wants to meet me
At a location
Saying where and when
If I meet you I'll go pen
Thats where!
Big man, try and act tough lookin in my eyes with a death stare
Wonder if he would give me the same look,
If he watched my bro juckin his gal bare?
What are feelings anyway?
Do you think I care?
See you on road
Grab the closest item
Slam you over the head with the computer chair
The way im spraying these lyrics aint fair
But thats why its good!
Thats why im callin out these fake wannabes
Pretending they're hood!
Don't play or there will be spilt alot of blood
Pull out a viking, samurai sword
Bringing that voodoo
That magical ward
One thing I'm good at is winning wars
I find it fun its not a chore.
Bars
That are fast
Not slow!
Icy and cold
Like snow!
Bringing that thunder
Like Thor!
Never gonna hear a more raw,
Poetic rapper than me ever again,
Give me hundred g's £££
I'll lend you my pen,
Give me three hundred spartan warriors
Spray my ting
Watch big men fall by the ten!
Then I'll dip
You'll never see me again,
Coz this reality
This matrix,
I can bend
When it's time to deliver
I always come through and send
Like 1st class postage!
Living every day
In my hayday
Like everyday
Is a payday
Get on your knees and pray,
If you hear Medicaniks coming for you, bae!
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Should of listened.
Thats a wrap (rap)
POW!
Writer: James Mooney
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid