Bagging Up Music

Real writer, real MC, more time cuz, got plenty
Drive Renault right now, soon Bentley
Got P for a QB if it's hefty
Cops in the rear view, don't sweat G
Hit that weed in the vape, then I jet G
Disappear when I kick off like Jet Li
Develop heat just zoning raggo
Composing ammo, grand like pianos
Infinite with the depth in the text, never shallow
My image is a shadow, reflecting my talent
A shadow must mean that light is apparent
In my mind there's a palace
Entwined with the smoke from the chalice
Don't choke get embarrassed
Coz I hit that savage
Run rabbit run
Yeah there's nuff gutter trappers

All I'm bagging up's music
Bruv don't confuse it
I've been on this ting since day
Still forever repping with some new shit

All I'm bagging up's music
Bruv don't confuse it
I've been on this ting since day
Still forever repping with some new shit

Racking up, racking up
See my tracks yeah they be
Stacking up, stacking up
Never static I be the baddest
All over the atlas
My rapping be smacking the planet up
All over walls in my lab vinyl hanging up
Man I got bangers like Ante Up
Kidnap the amateurs
Hit em with punchlines, they're hammering
Spiting black magic it's tragic for challengers
I be an anarchist, anchored in harrowing passages
Trying to get through past the barriers
Jetting like Harriers
Mandem are angry
I've never been happier
Smacking a track to bits
Mutate the game like a cancer, it's ravenous
Who said the blame ain't on you? It's your habitat
You got the choice to just act how you wanna act
Poisonous actions assassinate characters

All I'm bagging up's music
Bruv don't confuse it
I've been on this ting since day
Still forever repping with some new shit

All I'm bagging up's music
Bruv don't confuse it
I've been on this ting since day
Still forever repping with some new shit