MADNESS IN LONDON - Void, KSI

I’mma kill a bitch this my confession

I drop his ass down just like he like some depression

Breaking all my bones rib cage was oppressive

Bitch I gotta flow like I work for Progressive

I know all yo tricks like an SAT question

You try my ass wrong and I might get aggressive

She act like a Scantron that shits got me guessin'

Three shots to his head and not one hit his vest and I’m smashing his momma his

sister his brethren

You ask me I’m sure, bitch it is not a question

I keep this shit steady I ain’t ever stressing

One stumble one stutter could be fucking tragic

Mtal stuck to my hand like a motherfucking magnet

Anybody can at it, don’t care bout yo status

If it’s me and JJ this shit gonna be

MADNESS, no doubt when you at this (you goin fucking see this)

Grandness, grab it like I’m Atlas

(then we drop you to the)

Always want when they pree it (reap it)

Can’t believe when they see it (believe it)

I been here for a minute (sitting)

Motorway with no limit (skrrt)

Still fuck around I guess its just the kid in me

Everyone takin they shot no one hittin' me

30- 0 in this battle rap industry, 30−0 but still get no publicity

I’m talkin' my stuff in my city, I’m petty, I’m silly, act shitty,

but no one can diss me

This ice on my body got me feelin' chilly, since nobody beatin' me,

now they be feelin' me

Shots to ya bod like it’s COD on killing spree, it’s fun and games till you see

the artillery

Who got the bars and the flow and delivery?

President Sweet got me sleepin' like Hillary

I kill em all Packgod been gettin' them victories

This shit made different it go down in history

It’s a cold case his life end in a mystery

Shit talking fun till it end in an injury

Your pride gonna pop it goin turn to your misery

You either goin die on the mic or try killing me

Packin' and rappin' since I was just fifteen and since then been killin' them

flows like a machine

You wimpy Greg Heffley

I’m shootin' I’m deadly, up next now I’m ready

Expecting the envy, talk shooters got .20, talk bands I got plenty,

and it’s crazy what yo girl would do for a penny

I like what I saw when I double tapped, you said you got .10?

I got double that

Ay bass so hard just like a Thunder Cat, I’m with two baddies in a bubble bath

Been in the field no running back, been running stacks, ain’t running back

I remember the days I ain’t goin back

But nowadays we just been stacking plaques

Ay feel like I’m Mario upping the pipe

This ain’t no Tinder but I’m finna swipe

Bitch on my dick she goin' ride like a bike

Industry spliff got me high as a kite

I feel like Yachty cause its all in one night

I stay with a strap but I ain’t a dyke

Twenty-three shots got me feeling like Mike

It’s just the beginning we haven’t took flight

I’m at the point where I buy shit now just to rap about it

Post anything then they speak about it

Type anything then they tweet about it

Do anything then they meme about it

Only man with a life like me

Got these demons dancing inside of my psyche

Still achievin' all the goals 'round me

Glicky Milly Rock him like he NYC

Saying I need a feature, now they feature me

Never charting, now it’s easily

Back the beef and now I drink the tea

Six figures now it’s for the fee

Up the levels from a Lamborghini

Bringing wishes cause the man a genie

Everything I touch a mazaline

Still you wonder why they wanna be me (cause its just)

MADNESS no doubt when you at this (you goin fucking see this)

Grandness, grab it like I’m Atlas

(then we drop you to the)

Always want when they pree it (reap it)

Can’t believe when they see it (believe it)

I been here for a minute (sitting)

Motorway with no limit (Jesus!)