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/

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/

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

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/

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

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/

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

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/

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/

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/

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/

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/