Splittin' the Racket - Ocean Wisdom

I ain’t hittin' it back I’m splittin' the racket

I ain’t hittin' it back I’m splittin' the racket

I ain’t hittin' it back I’m splittin' the racket

I ain’t hittin' it back I’m splittin' the racket

I ain’t hittin' it back I’m splittin' the racket

I ain’t hittin' it back I’m splittin' the racket

I ain’t hittin' it back I’m splittin' the racket

I ain’t hittin' it back I’m splittin' the racket

I’m comin' straight outta Brighton

A crazy motherfucker named Wizzy

Sirens in the city like I’m rollin 'round with Dizzy

You was in the basement with a plectrum gettin' picky

I was in the basement with a couple eigths I’m gettin' sticky

(It's like a) It’s like a OOH!

Makin' a brudder go high pitched

All of these mandem are tellin' me that when I get on the mic it’s a hype ting

Vibezin', don’t wanna hear no violin

Big beat from the Dike like sick sick sick!

that time again (it's that time

again!)

Look, I ain’t hittin' it back I’m splittin' the racket

You got that literal whackness spread upon your lyrical sandwich

All of my brothers be lovin' the way I be spittin' erratic

Rappin' as sick as the fashion, never my mind on 'em, I’ll spit in the face of

an enemy

Wizzy be movin' like hazardous

For music I’m jet settin' like Led Zeppelin

I hate talking love rappin' I intend reppin'

Fuck bench pressin' I cover my food in French Dressin'

Playin' football munchin' on a pasty call me Gregg Beckham

Oh no brudda ya listenin' to a megolomanic

Master of modesty that contrast is enigmatic

And I could pen it backwards

Plus I got my pick of the perfect places to pen a passage

Watch me pitter patter to different parts of a written pattern

Plus alliteration a wicked blag for a sicker stanza

Watch me dip in lava, my fickle thoughts in this sea of magma

Plus I got the slang to decipher gibber blacker than Sagna

Mad with the grammar I tell 'em

(It's yours)

Is it?

Yeah brudda it’s mine

Co-coconut, cro cro an' that yeah brudda I’m fine

O-pokin' that, slow tokin' that I roll it fat right?

No-no to that po-po I got no statement or time

(It's yours)

Is it?

Yeah brudda it’s mine

Co-coconut, cro cro an' that yeah brudda I’m fine

O-pokin' that, slow tokin' that I roll it fat right?

No-no to that po-po I got no statement or time

I ain’t hittin' it back I’m splittin' the racket

You man are visibly vapid me I got that visceral package

All of my mandem are lovin' the way I be givin' them classics

They’re in-equivalent rappers I’m an extravagant brudda

I’m doin' it rancid they call me the king and the captain (yeah)

They call me the king and the captain

Plus they accompany that with a couple of compliments

Catered to keep me from killing them

I never tolerate nonsense

I rush the world around to keep myself from slowin' down

But slow it down on tracks so you can judge whether my word’s profound

I’m Jamaican like Snoop Dogg

Hate bacon like Boondocks

My Dad looked at 2Chainz and the future

He said do what you gotta do son

So I did what I done did brudda I got flips

And I spit gutter I bopped in with a bic

Nah I’m fuckin' up shit this summer

(It's yours)

Is it?

Yeah brudda it’s mine

Co-coconut, cro cro an' that yeah brudda I’m fine

O-pokin' that, slow tokin' that I roll it fat right?

No-no to that po-po I got no statement or time

(It's yours)

Is it?

Yeah brudda it’s mine

Co-coconut, cro cro an' that yeah brudda I’m fine

O-pokin' that, slow tokin' that I roll it fat right?

No-no to that po-po I got no statement or time

(It's yours)

Is it?

Yeah brudda it’s mine

Co-coconut, cro cro an' that yeah brudda I’m fine

O-pokin' that, slow tokin' that I roll it fat right?

No-no to that po-po I got no statement or time

(It's yours)

Is it?

Yeah brudda it’s mine

Co-coconut, cro cro an' that yeah brudda I’m fine

O-pokin' that, slow tokin' that I roll it fat right?

No-no to that po-po I got no statement or time

I ain’t hittin' it back I’m splittin' the racket

I ain’t hittin' it back I’m splittin' the racket

I ain’t hittin' it back I’m splittin' the racket

I ain’t hittin' it back I’m splittin' the racket

I ain’t hittin' it back I’m splittin' the racket