Next Breed

Devlin, JME, Frisco, Lewi White, Syer B

Lewi White Devlin (check) Jme (serious) Frisco (hey) Syer B I do me and I do it well, you couldn't Replicate one living cell in my body Just my fucking self, I'm not sorry I will never be another carbon copy You can hear me a mile off with my own individual style Why would I want to be like any other? Name in the book that's been compiled I'm on a next thing I can not be labelled Placed in a box like jack You try count me out I come back Like three, six, nine in vortex math Any time I've walked the line The shoes I've worn are mine and that's fact And will be 'til I'm set free Don't be them, be a next breed Ain't a gangster, ain't a wanker Ain't no MC Ain't a small fry, ain't a big shot I'm a next breed Ain't a rich man, ain't a poor man If you get me I'm not this, I'm not that What I am is a next breed Devs, JME better than most (yeah) It's got to the point when I say normal things And I feel like I boast (truss') Still got the champagne bottle From when man copped the yard and we done a toast (truss') Yeah, man will pop that again but over your head if you do the most (wah?) Bubbly drip not talking about clothes (yeah) Straight from the rip since tales from the crypt Man knew Devs spits like shells from a clip Said shut your mouth you can tell I'm the shit Fifteen years giving them hell bare hits I'm a next breed lyric illustrator (jeeze) Microphone incinerator (truss') How does it feel to be Devs or me? You need to get goat simulator (baow, baow) Serious Ain't a gangster, ain't a wanker Ain't no MC Ain't a small fry, ain't a big shot I'm a next breed Ain't a rich man, ain't a poor man If you get me I'm not this, I'm not that What I am is a next breed Cut from a different cloth I'm the dogs bollocks, I'm a next breed (yeah) Take out you and another twenty-five MCs in a row and say "next please" (next) I'm back and I'm active strapped in a madness Chat shit skying MCs like my ad-libs Violate me that don't really add up You might end up with your life subtracted (yeah) We're the last of a dying breed I am he, I am free, I ain't them (nothin' like them) I ain't joking when I'm toking I am choking when a mans smoking the leng Police are trying to kill my people I am here for the sequel, total recall Jump in my vehicle then I do road I am bro, man, I never go against the code (facts) Ain't a gangster, ain't a wanker Ain't no MC Ain't a small fry, ain't a big shot I'm a next breed Ain't a rich man, ain't a poor man If you get me I'm not this, I'm not that What I am is a next breed I'm a next breed, always have been what them man see When I land feet in this mad scene Is that same geezer that ran rings around mans easily Hung greazy with bars, even these hard speaking retards Leave the scene harm, now believe I'm weaving these bars into main arteries 'Cause I'm in it with artillery most these spitters are half breed I'm just sitting in my seat watching the world go by like it's half speed Planting my seeds in my niche, I am on a level they can't reach It's like mark see's what they can't precognition when I speak Ain't a gangster, ain't a wanker Ain't no MC Ain't a small fry, ain't a big shot I'm a next breed Ain't a rich man, ain't a poor man If you get me I'm not this, I'm not that What I am is a next breed

Written by: Deshane Cornwall, James Devlin, Jamie Adenuga, Lewi White, Mark BlakeLyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music PublishingLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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