Check the rhyme y'all
[Verse 1: Loyle Carner & Rebel Kleff]
[LC] Back in the days in the gritty South East
We used to kick ball on the little back streets
It was me, the LC
[RK] And me the Rebel
Top bins for days I was on another level
[LC] Yo, Reb, you remember that recipe
That your mother used to make like every week?
[RK] Um, not off my head but I remember if I read it
Left it at my yard so if you want it come and get it
[LC] You on point Reb?
[RK] All the time, L
[LC] You on point Reb?
[RK] Yeah, all the time, L
[LC] You on point Reb?
[RK] All the time, L
[LC] Well then, pick up the mic, rip it and raise hell
[Verse 2: Rebel Kleff]
Check it, yo, I lean back from the mic
Concluding a recording that I might
Release at any time
The pieces to my puzzle rest in pieces in my mind
So I construct them into rhymes and now my picture's looking fine
I'm flicking through my skip just tryna pick a perfect line
Eagle-eyed cheesin' as I'm leaning to the side
Please, don't be surprised like you didn't believe
Rip on the rhythm then leave, you can trip I just pick up my feet
Plenty of tricks up my sleeve I make the magic happen
No need for rabbits when I rappin' something tragic happens
We take it back like a throwback tape
'Cause simply put I can't be hooked up off a flow that bait
I show man straight the energy you packing them bars
Is lacking did you take out ya batteries?
You think you're in charge? 'Fraid not
Don't get caught up like frayed knots
I ain't lyin' when I said I been rhyming since day dot
[Verse 1: Loyle Carner & Rebel Kleff]
[LC] Back in the days in the gritty South East
We used to kick ball on the little back streets
It was me, the LC
[RK] And me the Rebel
Top bins for days I was on another level
[LC] Yo, Reb, you remember that recipe
That your mother used to make like every week?
[RK] Um, not off my head but I remember if I read it
Left it at my yard so if you want it come and get it
[LC] You on point Reb?
[RK] All the time, L
[LC] You on point Reb?
[RK] Yeah, all the time, L
[LC] You on point Reb?
[RK] All the time, L
[LC] Well then, pick up the mic, rip it and raise hell
[Verse 2: Rebel Kleff]
Check it, yo, I lean back from the mic
Concluding a recording that I might
Release at any time
The pieces to my puzzle rest in pieces in my mind
So I construct them into rhymes and now my picture's looking fine
I'm flicking through my skip just tryna pick a perfect line
Eagle-eyed cheesin' as I'm leaning to the side
Please, don't be surprised like you didn't believe
Rip on the rhythm then leave, you can trip I just pick up my feet
Plenty of tricks up my sleeve I make the magic happen
No need for rabbits when I rappin' something tragic happens
We take it back like a throwback tape
'Cause simply put I can't be hooked up off a flow that bait
I show man straight the energy you packing them bars
Is lacking did you take out ya batteries?
You think you're in charge? 'Fraid not
Don't get caught up like frayed knots
I ain't lyin' when I said I been rhyming since day dot
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