Bruce Banner lyrics

[Verse]
Who's rapping and who’s rap capping?
Too many MC's now, they need smacking
The game's gone f*cked
Sometimes I have to sit there, just laughing
It’s not what it once was
I remember when I said, "We're the last ones left"
And now, literally we're the last ones left
Go on a rap playlist now, they're all dead
If it's not Nines or Skrapz, Giggs, me or Tef
Digs, Meekz or a set couple other man
And I ain't even tryna hear that sh*t, it's all dead
Tell them man I said to stick to the drill
'Cause when they try and do the rap ting, it ain’t sounding too ill
I took a break and let these dead rappers live
But now I’ve came back with a sieve
It's time to get rid, like P said, it’s real back in style
And n*ggas ain't seen me for a while but now I'm back up on my sh*t
And like Boost, I'm a G till they bury me
That’s why I'm never too far from the blick
I swear down, if you woulda seen how a n*gga carried on last summer
You woulda called me John Wick
I buss some Blade Brown when I'm going on a trip
He motivates me to make paper
Two tracks in and one call, already made a quick flip
I'm on the money grind, I ain't smoking no spliff
Just bought a Ron for two quid
But the battery was f*cked so I gave it back quick
Make sure you're on job when you're shopping for a stick
'Cause them 3D printers got n*ggas buying fake blicks
Them personal shoppers got n*ggas buying fake kicks
But these n*ggas is fake
So when they wear them, bro you can't even tell
sh*ts be looking all mad legit
Try sell me some of them, you're getting kicked up and down
Who's the hottest n*gga in the city?
Me, I'm like Biggie back when he was still alive
Everybody knows man, I said everybody knows
I'm the fireman with the hose
Aystar the gyallist, violate then it's callous
'Cause we got guns bigger than Bruce Banner's
But real spit, I'm a G with some manners
And I got some tools and some spanners
Yeah we're all hot, that was us letting off on the back street
Why'd you think them back streets have got cameras?
The three-two, you have to get close up to slap it
If I bring out the four, it does damage
Slap it from close, I'm a savage
Turn a boy broccoli then cabbage
We got carrots but we ain't rabbits
Diamonds on the chain and the watch, best believe I gotta have it
And if they want smoke then let's have it