Brick or Bat - Ocean Wisdom

Hit em' with a brick, hit em' with a bat

Hit em' with a brick, hit em' with a bat

Smash a little prick, hurt a little prat, when I

Hit em' with a brick or hit em' with a bat

Hit em' with a brick, hit em' with a bat

Hit em' with a brick, hit em' with a bat

Smash a little prick, hurt a little prat, when I

Hit em' with a brick or hit em' with a bat

From da off from the get go

Yo, could take their best shot, cos their best flow

Slow, them niggas, they want chat like they kept up

No, there’s only one boss to a next up pro

O Kiddi K, yo, did he say, that

Did he make, dough, from a sprayed, rap

Oh yeah, giggidy, and your bae got spanked

Said she went home, but she came to the flat

She got her own mind, it’s as snakey as that

But don’t mind, she’ll catch an 8 to the back

It’s all a matter of time, before I conquer the map

They playing conkers wid me, I cause the conker to crack

You see, I’m nice wid my C’s, so I can afford a masseuse

She says she senses my chi and suggested subtle cahoots

Criminal, considering she wouldn’t fuck if she knew

I’m planning world domination while she ucking the oo

Truss its the truth, fuck, what’s a brother to do?

Them man are plugging, unplugging, then plugging the food

It’s like they like it, trus so when they run to the loo

It’s got me thinking they’re enjoying trying to hide what they do

It’s kinda worrying them man are out there lying to youts

So I’m tying my shoes, and kicking them for trying to tune

Bruh, if you was that good you’d have a Fire in the Booth

You better settle down boy, you got some climbing to do

You lickle pussy, you man do what Simon would do

You wait for commands, never try inspiring youths

Whereas G’s affect the culture when they rhyme in the booth

We vibrant and rude, that’s why the fandom like what we do

Right on the route, then man have got some driving to do

Them man are plugging, unplugging, then plugging the food

Yeah they repeat it, hope you know it’s something that’s true

So far in this tune I’ve just been rhyming like you

But wait

Look at the way that I fuck up the game, I’m

The pick of the pack in the place, you’re in a predicament

Talking and ticking, the ting thats about to go off in your face

No ticka or tacka is hitting the back of the net

I’m a Balotelli you’re a bum

The Diaz Brothers are bums

I’m Connor conjuring sums

The sicker the rapper, intricar the pattern, the bigger the badder the bar

The bigger the badder the cheque

The bigger the badder the yard

The quicker the radder the car the thicker the back on the brass

The pickier mandem become

The bigger, the badder the beast

The bigger the brighter the star

My brudda I’m ready for war, you know but wait

Man ain’t fucking about with no alternate occupation

Figure the way I came and fucked the game with no procrastination

Did it and ducked wid minimal fuss

It’s evident that we’re not on the same shit

Mana be talking a bag of the bull

And a bag of the bull never something I’m taking

Anaphylactic shock, for gal-dem

Gal-dem suck deez nuts

But mandem are telling me G keep up with mandem like

Eminem.

MF and Buss

In fact I’m a problem for all of them man, ya know

I’m a problem for all of the dons, run em along

Ca Wizzy be here

And Wizzy be strong

So what is it tsst

Oi what is it ON

Ca man got bars for them

To cart a Cartier ain’t hard for them, so I can’t laugh until I’m ballin' harder

Than, regatta men, they laughing now I’m catching up wid all a dem

They’re all offended, all astounded how the kid surpassing em

But wait

Man ain’t fucking about with no alternate dumb suggestion

Figure the way I showed that pussyho' my crazy punch selection

Dipping and ducking, minimal fuss

A swift uppercut, it’s something you’re getting

Mandem be talking a bag of the bull, and the mandem that chat it can’t sit in

our setting

Wait, you ain’t moving weight, and you ain’t pushing weight

So why you in my face?

Getting all up in my space?

Know some young niggas, and they like to swang

So I hit them wid the swing, like

Sway, look him in the face, who’s he trying to be?

Who’s he trying to copy?

Better not be me

Slap him in the cheek, take a couple tooth

The little neek will get a little bit of

This, a little bit of that

So when I hear the shit, the smelly kind of chat

I tell him how it is, and yeah they might react

So I hit em' with a brick, or hit em' with a bat

A little bit of this, a little bit of that

So when I hear the shit, the smelly kind of chat

I tell him how it is, and yeah they might react

So I hit em' with a brick, or hit em' with a bat

Hit em' with a brick, hit em' with a bat

Hit em' with a brick, hit em' with a bat

Smash a little prick, hurt a little prat, when I

Hit em' with a brick or hit em' with a bat

Hit em' with a brick, hit em' with a bat

Hit em' with a brick, hit em' with a bat

Smash a little prick, hurt a little prat, when I

Hit em' with a brick or hit em' with a bat