No Messin DJ Format Remix E

No messing. No messing. No messing. Chromen and Inspire with the lesson. A master, weapon first class, no missing. If you wanna max my skills, take a card, Have a lesson. Undeniably dope and so clinically Clean. On the mic, the vice, twice as nice, Twice to the scene. If you know what I Mean, then you know the rules. But if you must learn, then prepare to be Schooled. Find the shiniest chromosome, rhymes'll Make you switch those. Lights on a sign'll put Your lights out like the clutch goes. Leave your spark out on the canvas. The dynamic duo and you know we're setting Standards. And cutting through the shit like it was Always meant to be. Shaking up the scene, it had to happen eventually. So it's time to show the world and then Take full advantage. And answer any critics here to show 'em what Advanced is. Super MCs on the cut, You're saying nothing. We'll be back in a bit, So come and check out the cutting. No messing. No messing. No messing. Chromen and Inspire with the lesson. You're out for the count, stay down on the Ground. Not wired for sound, giving me that feeling Of petulance. Not lasting about, I'm taking you out. The end, you're seeing it now, I'm a master Of excellence. Controlling the crowd, the quiet or Loud. Vocal chords always rebound around your brain With resonance. Leave your style in the lost and Found. Left confused and wowed with a feeling of Reticence. If you understand the credo, then the Rest is arbitrary. I give a triple dose, but You're only getting half of me. So partially starve me, distracted by the paper. The day-to-day to make the grade or fade into The vapor. For the sake of safe insanity, a Canopy of cannabis. We serving up a dose that's Hard to push it like a manatee. For the monetary sanity's where the truth gets Distorted. That's why we in it for the, never Making up a shortage. No messing. No messing. No messing. Chromen and Inspire with the lesson. You Can't style, even your friends are telling you this. Raps are taking away in a rhyming lunchtime. You resuscitate or you're the flatlining patient. I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do, you're out Of this world. We call hip hop march on Back to Babylon. You've infected the scene with Those wack beats you babble on. So run, get your travel on to Mum, get Your Scrabble on. Perfect your triple word score Before you get your battle on. Hell of a memory, irrelevant, an enemy. An enemy, it's enemy telling me how many be. Even coming close to my, just burned my tongue. Bagging myself and dragging my health and staggering Out my lung. Wear gloves, important to proceedings. It's time for you to wipe your own when Your ears will start the bleeding. What the fuck Was that shit, Bill? That was dope. I had one to myself, now I'm catching the smoke. No messing. No messing. No messing. Chromen and Inspire with the lesson. No messing. No messing. No messing. Chromen and Inspire with the lesson