Gifted Gab, Blimes Brixton - Come Correct

Look, I need a strong cup of coffee' cos I haven't slept
If you squeeze it in the schedy it's tighter than virgins having sex
Rest is for the achieved, yeah, or when I'm mad depressed
I'm not sad today and there's a few things I ain't mastered yet
They taking staggered steps, I got castles to protect
Huh, why you think I got this dragon's breath?
Some might call me hazardous
Not too many that can handle this, I'm a hip-hop analyst
Let me channel my inner animal, I'm a cannibal
Like Hannibal, when I spit it, baby, it's flammable
Look, I'm going for your clavicle, I pop my cap and oh
It's murder tactical, the actual, the factual
Gab better pass it left, call that a lateral
Quadrilateral, parable, parallel galactical
Your style is unpractical, we laugh at you, ha ha
Blimey brought the swishers so you know I got the la-la
And ta-da, we be the mama and the papa
So every time you bullshit us, all we hear is blah blah
Nah nah, we don't speak habla, your poo-poo, ca-ca
We don't know nada, bitches talking all their rah-rah
Yeah, but they don't want a side eye, no slick shit
I'm too cold, and he keep cold, or skeet clothes like Christmas
I can take it if you gone dish it
I can break your bitch and give her back, just on some pimp shit
We gone run up, I might hit you with a brick quick
Plus you know I'm with my sister Gab and you know she gifted, click click
I got the biscuit so it's butter baby
I been feeling like that nigga lately, I know these niggas hate me
But they just blowing hot air, they need ventilating
Always say they going in but they never penetrating
I've been amazing, it's been debated, they love to hate it
I'm innovated, I'm reloaded, like in the matrix
And if you talk about it then you better demonstrate it
If you not bumping this, you better get a better playlist
If I bust my gun, it's not for celebration
I don't fuck with you niggas like it's segregation
Look, we got no ties, we have no relation
We don't watch what you do, there's no syndication, uh