1. |
I'm Back
02:19
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Im back! this is my mixtape/
might put out an album soon, lets just what it is mate/
fans on my nuts like “Micks great”/
“don’t listen to their shit go and buy Micks tape”/
I’m an internet celeb its the shit mate/
went to the shop and said “do you accept youtube hits mate?”/
“oh ok, in that case…/
“ill take 2 pairs of air in a size 8, sick mate”/
twisted, no doe but the spliffs lit/
no bank account but I’m living like a rich kid/
you missed it, you looked the other way, i switched it/
then i switched it back, now you don’t know how to be pissed at/
you aint got the kind of skills or the luck it took/
i see devils every where that i fucking look/
i write but don’t read, fuck a book/
bumping skinny man, screaming “fuck the hook”/
its my job to keep the scene lit/
its two thousand and sixteen, where the fuck you been at?/
pass the spliff g, where d’you get this green cuz?/
now I’m lean up, back up on my G shit/
Micky! i run this. The one and only/
facts. don’t like it? brother blow me/
you can nail me to the cross and come and stone me/
your my downstairs neighbour, one below me/
i sell dreams to idiots and then deliver them lies/
I’m living the life, I’m famous for spitting my rhymes/
i remember i was never given the time/
now fuck your big ideas cos they aint bigger then mine/
and thats some real shit, I’ve come to kill shit/
everybody knows mickys on that trill shit/
that pop a dodgy pill and then you start to feel ill shit/
live since 05, I’m too much to deal with/
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2. |
Micky
02:03
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3. |
Get On The Bus
02:08
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I’m a proper lemon squeezer, big time geezer/
make the young girls beavers wetter the beiber/
any rapper stepping out of line its ether/
better seriously think before stepping to me bruv/
gotta bring your a game gotta step it up/
rappers and groupies are both getting fucked/
my dick and your ps are getting sucked/
black tinted windows on the megabus/
lyrical combat pick a weapon bruv/
fuck that my weapon is my weapon bruv/
its too late I’ve blown I’m a top above/
everywhere i go now I’m getting love/
you do me first and ill go second, love/
might take a minute tho, wait a second, love/
i just bust, you bitch let me get it up/
you can suck my dick and my sweaty nuts/
once you suck my dick you can sit on my face/
but you once you suck my dick i kick you out of my place/
(you dumb fucking bitch hahahaha)
i aint got no whip in fact i don’t even drive/
but chicks still think that I’m live thats why they suck my dick/
works like a charm every time soon as they see that its mick/
they all drop to their knees they wanna suck my dick/
this dick aint gonna suck itself now/
get yourself on the bus come and help out/
your not my girlfriend more like a girl pal/
I’m all about feminism yeah yeah girl power/
a girls flower is her vigina/
my dick as thick as a tree trunk i will plant it inside her/
it feels so good i love when i ride her/
hit it so hard i might just divide her/
incy wincy spider was on the web/
and all the MCs came and spied her/
thats when she went to a battle event/
and i woke up in the morning laying beside her/
carved up her pussy like clyde frog/
made her suck the blood off of my dong/
i gotta go i need to walk my dog/
pay the weed man and then go and sign on/
in other words be any where but here/
i gotta get a hair cut and drink some beers/
but holler me online if you think so yeah/
i might reply within the next year/
what the fuck do you think this is? cheers?/
girl nobody knows your name round here/
especially me so see you clare/
next event tho, yeah ill see you there/
so fellas don’t your worry bout your dick size/
you don’t fuck the pussy you fuck the bitch mind/
fuck her feelings fuck the bitch life/
if she’s fucking with me, she should know I’m big time/
so get down on your knees and let me cum on your face/
but once you suck my dick kick you out of my place/
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4. |
Still Micky
01:51
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you wanna clash me? i bet you bottle it/
i used to battle rappers. now days i just bottle em/
SMASH! oh your head piece/
your dead G if you step. you get me??/
I’m trying sell these tickets/
packets not concerts. tell me, what are you sniffing?/
I’m trying to butter this bread/
walking a tight rope fuck up and I’m dead/
and i still don’t give a fuck/
still rapping every day still wont give it up/
I’m still larger then life monster on the mic/
stomp ya to the ground, conquering all sides/
killing it right now my pens on fire/
you’re a snitch MC your pens a wire/
listen kids, don’t believe their lies/
I’m the biggest animal in the zoo at feeding time/
I’m micky, I’m nobody else I’m just micky/
after all these years I’m still here I’m still micky/ x2
death to my enemies/
even when I’m dying use whats left of my energy/
avenge who tried to step to me, in the end eventually/
it all catches up so I’m thuggin till the the end of me/
i stay drunk and stay hi/
these days rappers say hi to gay guys/
i come from an era when gay weren’t ok/
and personally feel thats the way it should stay, right/
i bet some people probably wanna kill me for that/
but the world is still spinning, i guess the earth isn’t flat/
i guess these girls shouldn’t rap, i will merk you all thats/
a promise, take if from me all you birds will get slapped/ what
you can feel the greatness/
bow before the king your in the presence of the greatest/
try before you buy come and have a little taste bitch/
don’t waste it this might be your only time to taste it
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5. |
Smoke Break
02:40
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live in a world where mcdonalds is healthy/
everyones a dickhead and nobody can tell me/
nothing, fuck it, before i kick the bucket/
ill be puffing piff in mansion with a model from chelsea/
telling her to suck it and to stay in the house more/
she’s begging me to stay, she wants me in her mouth more/
go to southwark crown court and blow up the ground floor/
better with the right but I’m also a southpaw/
throwing up swastikas, check the in the house tour/
you need to tone it done bruv, why you getting loud for?/
you need to buzz off now to infinity and beyond/
chicks throwing nickers on stage when I’m singing my songs/
cos when worthless wants his willy wet, don’t act fucking silly sket/
floating on a lilly pad, tell me if you feel it yet/
I’ve seen it all before and you aint even nearly there/
everybody knows your lying tell em what you really said/
haha! i thought not/
Ls I’ve taken plenty but Bodies? I’ve caught lots/
so trust me, i am not the guy to be bought up/
move on to the next hair brained idea that you thought up/
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6. |
Fuck Em part 2
00:41
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fuckem i never liked anyone anyway/
ill fucking throw em all under the bus any day/
a lot of fucking idiots come and many stay/
but fuck these faggots to many rappers are very gay/
and keep coming the fuck back like a bad penny mate/
and more fucking synthetic then canned cherryade/
fucking with me will get man pepper sprayed/
so you can fuck off cos I’m in dam getting laid/
with my band getting paid the fucking fans getting blazed/
its too late I’ve fucking blown see my stans getting crazed/
spit punchlines that fucking land heavy mate/
all your fucking punches land featherweight/
i know a few fucking Gs from round devon way/
that will fucking send you to see whoever mans heavens gate/
you aint fucking with me if you was van dams bezzie mate/
you aint fucking me at all, man get it straight/
so fuck em
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7. |
Peach Fuzz
02:15
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check it, I’m ill with the words I’m dyslexic/
I’m getting out of europe i aint talking bout brexit/
my rhymes do the talking, trying make a swift exit/
my words have legs so now show me what is next bitch/
your getting too big for your zoots, steel toe cap/
i will kick you with boots and you know that/
flame emoji flow, melt the snow caps/
its a new era, all these MCs are old hat/
2001 is when i started to rap/
2004s when i made my first track/
now its 2016 and everythings wack/
wish i could just take it back/
theres two sorts of people, thinkers and doers/
so don’t even think about it cunt, or ill do ya/
don’t even try and make a move cos bruva i will move ya/
you aint invisible just cos i can see through ya/
take a second to stop and think about it/
ill always be the man, i will never doubt it/
fuck your money, when your dead your can’t count it/
but when I’m gone my words will be be shouted/
from the roof tops, who’s hot? you lot? nah/
empty your pockets show me what you got now/
any attempt to to stop me will be shot down/
what the fuck you smoking? bruv, are you on brown?/
everybody knows that i spit the fire flows/
couldn’t put me out even with a fire hose/
said you know somebody better then me your lying bro/
you couldn’t move a key if you was a xylophone/
so stay quiet bro, just zip it/
you little quire boy, why you getting lippy?/
why you trying? don’t give me no gyp g/
or you’ll feel my fury like the king of the gypsies/
and you aint tyson, so just shut it now/
health and safety. yeah I’ve come to shut it down/
you little knuckle head, you better knuckle up/
cos when you get knuckled down your feeling a fucking clown/
I’m like how many MCs most get dicked?/
before somebody says ‘don’t fuck with mick”/
when I’m lean up off the haze don’t touch my spliff/
unless your a groupie trying to suck my dick/
so you can go and fuck yourself if you don’t like me/
contemplating suicide just do it like nike/
feminists and other pussy holes wanna fight me/
but thats alright g, cos my life is/
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8. |
CR0 Nothing
01:05
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its micky worthless from croydon an I’m back in affect/
catch a slash to your neck for complete lack of respect/
your mouths running up a tab your fists aint cashing the cheque/
but give me the ball ill smash it in the back of the net/
catch me on youtube, or blowing up your news feed/
on Instagram abroad when I’m trying out new weed/
your in the ends still picking out 2 seeds/
that you found in your zoot rolling up your doobie/
on some old shit. who me?/
under a rock is must be where you sleep/
I’m too deep, i know everything/
I’m never ever wrong, that why I’m on to better things/
you gotta hurt someone so no point in trying to be a hero/
cos to one dude your pachino, to another your deniro/
to the bad guys people, it's the good guy that's evil/
you will be seen as a villain depending on how people perceive you/
and I’m more then happy to play the bad guy/
you need a cunt like me to brighten up your sad lives/
you pussies have the swagger of a bunch of fucking bashed wives/
kitchen removal man. i pack knives/
and stack cheddar i like womenswear with a black eye/
you can tell i skate by the scuff marks on my lakais/
i aint changed for shit, I’m still that guy
and neither have you your still a wack guy
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9. |
Wide Web
01:46
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i don’t know why but people always fuck with me/
I’m like a private number people always ducking me/
thinking you can hide from micky, nah mate your stuck with me/
boyments a spectator sport that everybody comes to see/
really I’m just another rapper on the internet/
so you might see this lad broke and i aint even into bets/
i used to be the decent type then i got into skets/
but nothing really matters with a little bit of introspect/
your album got less bars then my opening intro track/
the game got stolen from me, but i came in time to pinch it back/
you wont be getting saved by the bell, bruv you think your zack/
i hear your tunes there a literal pile of stinking crap/
I’m bottling straight from the spring geez your drinking tap/
thats why they sip from my cup but yours, they aint drinking that/
your a fucking mug bruv why you fucking even think to rap/
thats why MCs die and we celebrate and drink to that/
I’ve been around a little while and i aint going nowhere/
i used to give a fuck about rap but now i don’t care/
I’m just trying to piss people off. so there/
if you say oh no, then i say oh yeah/
gigiddy giggiddy, shout out to pigidypigidy/
there aint ever been a sicker pair you aint fucking with him or me/
and thats the truth, mick was sick even in his youth/
clown you when I’m in the ring and I’m evil in the booth/
so fuck you and all your yes men,don’t forget when/
xavier dies magnus leads the xmen/
rappers are live video games, and no less then/
keep giving us the same old shit and call it next gen/
micky worthless, consider me your best friend/
now drink this fucking kool aid, everything will be bless then/
If you think I’m joking try and put it to the test then/
but I’m guessing that you wont cos your a pussy like the rest when/
it comes to the crunch you call police to arrest them/
peace to kinnel in wrexham/
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10. |
Neville Bartos
02:23
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my mind is drenched in thc/
my lifes a wench and she hates me/
its all a big laugh but the joke aint funny/
when you can’t even go in the offy cos you owe them money/
broke and bummy and over hungry/
yeah I’m saying it again, don’t provoke me buddy/
I’m pissed off. stop trying to toke my dutchie/
and asking stupid questions like ‘wheres Mulder, Scully?/
how the fuck would i know?/
don’t try giving me directions when your sailing on my boat/
might make you walk the plank and you aint getting no life boat/
I’m neville fucking Bartos. you’re failing at life bro/
I’m on my black rob. like whoa/
for my next trick ill make you vanish. like so/
you get air for them forced rhymes. thats nike bro/
you’ve just got something missing its like you rock the mic phone/
i see so many of my clones, I’m proud of em/
one last roll of the dice, I’m on the prowl again/
one of me on the mic equals ten thousand men/
you wanna bet against me? i doubt it friend/
cult following, girls on my ting/
I’m famous in my area thats why the hos are swallowing/
lots of dick, they wanna do anal and smoke rock with mick/
I’m a fucking rock star, I’m fucking deep in lots of shit/
kick the fucking door off the hinges if theres a lock to pick/
your quick on your fucking knees if theres a cock to lick/
people look at me funny and ask themselves “whats wrong with him?’/
jaw all swinging cos I’m on the sniff/
i got the longus dongus, my dick game the strongest/
my dingus is django, when its unchained its bonkers/
brave heart make up tatted on my bell end/
always first to get it popping, call me alan gelfend/
i will slap your mum and your girlfriend/
there aint no place to hide i will chase you to the fucking worlds end/
bottom of the well. you wish id rot in hell/
for speaking sense like if its got a cock its not a girl/
thats called science. i apply logic you should try it/
stop crying dont believe there shit there all lying/
it really don’t matter what we do cos were all dying/
so just try and make the most before you fall quiet/
classic hip hop I’m on an old school diet/
your shit fucking bangs like a school quire/
croydon as fuck, call me paul shier/
taking it back to fairs on a skateboard, squire/
so don’t fuck around, you must be puffing brown/
whoooo like Ric Flair as you see me strutting down/
the isle, on my way to shut you down/
to be the man you gotta beat the man and this is not your crown/
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11. |
Light It Up
01:57
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light it up/
now I’m feeling nice as fuck/
my love for you is like a truck/
you must be berserk your bunning spice you mug/
put the whole draw in a zoot, fuck it/
don’t DX the roach, and suck it/
if he wets up my spliff with his spit then ill punch him/
thats why i don’t share weed no ones getting nothing/
and don’t try dazzle me with all them silly names/
said it was something amazing, showed up with haze/
standard grade, what a shambles mate/
smells like shit and its sprayed/
dick. you aint fucking with Mick/
me and the team are vets you aint puffing like this/
priorities and getting lean is high up on the list/
I’m up in the clouds, tell me what did i miss?/
not a lot, I’m willing to bet/
i rather get high make tracks and kill it instead/
on an excellent adventure like billy and ted/
cos to me a bag of weed is like a million friends/
a twenty bag when your broke is like a million pounds/
so set your mate a zoot if he is really your pal/
cos you never know when you might be feeling it now/
gotta send love I f you want to see it come round/
here, take this benny my friend/
start a grow and never spend a fucking penny again/
strain hunter, yeah i got plenty of peng/
so high you might never even see me again/
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12. |
Last Shout
02:43
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whats your fucking degree saying when i stick one on your chin?/
when your fucking bones rip straight through your skin/
I’m not fucking playing, I’m as twisted as there is/
thats how i got my rep as the sickest in the biz/
punched the right faces at the right times/
always get ovation for my tight rhymes/
you can ask a friend with out using a life line/
if you want the cro I’m at the station at night time/
i love the lime light and i hate sharing it/
you’d think it was halloween the way I’m fucking scaring kids/
out of their skins, I’m out of my mind/
theres no doubt I’m the king when I’m shouting my rhymes/ what?
better look over your shoulder and kip with an eye open/
if your bi polar you should remember the nike slogan/
turn heel when you least expect just like hogan/
start fights over this return rap to its right owners/
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13. |
Sentiment
01:48
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I’ve made a lot of mistakes and had a lot of successes/
if i could put on the breaks i wouldn’t get in these messes/
but i wouldn’t be where I’m at if i didn’t do me/
so if you got a problem holler Rinder and sue me/
sometimes i feel dumber then the kids who went uni/
fuck around and you wont be around/
and if you see me this summer with a zoot, stop and 2s me/
cos you don’t know when we wont be around/
i can’t front, i miss my old pals/
peace to Cruger and Eurgh, i see you doing it big it makes me so proud/
can’t even really remember now why we fell out/
i guess you got own side of the story to tell now/
peace to sam the pips, even tho he bumped me/
cut me out the move took his grand and dipped/
peace to all the hos and every random bitch/
who i hit quick and aint been around them since/
peace to ingrid cold, if it wasn’t for you/
i wouldn’t even be in this bro/
the type you put your beer down and he’d drink it all/
he was out of his mind but he was in control/
I’m going back to my old ways/
shooting out my mums yard like its the old days/
before rappers collaborated with cold play/
and if you pay twenty pound then you got a whole eighth/
peace to powers and oliver sudden/
rolling in croydon, spitting our bars, shoting and buzzing/
feeling like rap stars and rocking each others/
garms, we were that close our squad was like brothers/
peace to all the rappers that I’ve influenced/
and theres a lot more then people think there is/
I’ve been told bare times no coincidence/
but its all good i just let that shit sink in/
I’m getting too old for all the bullshit/
can’t hold a man down with out staying on the floor with em/
so i hold no grudges i call it quits/
so until next time thats all from Mick/
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