Drum and Bass Father

I am the drum and bass father
 I am the drum and bass father
 I am the drum and bass father
 I am the drum and bass father
 I am the drum and bass father
 Gully like Gaza
 Don't wear Gucci, don't wear Prada
 When I have sex, I like to push it in harder
 Strangled a bitch with her iPhone charger
 'Nuff of them think (yo) that they're big but I'm larger
 What goes around comes around like karma
 Fuck the President, fuck Barack Obama
 All they give a fuck about is guns and armor
 I'm addictive like Candy Crush Saga
 See me with a big spliff and a glass of Cava
 Biggin' up dizzle kid and Badness LAVA
 I don't give a fuck, I'm a drum and bass barrer
 I ain't got no animals but I'm a farmer
 Traumatik's got the harvest of marijuana
 I was in a hotel room with one freaky bitch
 She was masturbating with a banana
 I'm the number one challenger
 I'm like a football manager
 Annihilate and damage ya
 Then cannibalize and savage ya
 Drinkin' blood like Dracula
 I'm amazing and spectacular
 When it's late, don't ring my phone
 Send me a message, I'll get back to ya
 When you hear me and Badness back to back
 Make ya wanna give your Mum a happy slap
 Turn your Dad into an unhappy chap
 I'll fuck you up like a gram of crack
 Come out of nowhere like a heart attack
 Don't talk shit, don't start your crap
 You know I don't know what I mean (yeah)
 My turn and I'm on the mic like yo
 D.E.V., I run the show
 Check out my lyrical dirty flow
 I get back like a dirty ho
 I spit my bars at a fast tempo
 When I'm on grime, I spit them slow
 When I drop my bars in a rave
 You know that the roof is gonna blow
 I've got the lyrical magical flow
 D.E.V., I'm running the show
 You might hear me on the drums and bass
 Or you might hear me on the 1-4-0
 I've got the lyrical magical flow
 D.E.V., I'm running the show
 You might hear me on the drums and bass
 Or you might hear me on the 1-4-0
 I am the drum and bass father
 I am the drum and bass father
 I am the drum and bass father
 I am the drum and bass father
 I'm bitter better badder, I'm bad you know it
 Now it's time for me to show it
 I'm bad, I'm bad, you know it
 I'm bitter better badder, I'm bad you know it
 Now it's time for me to show it
 I'm bad, I'm bad, you know it
 You're immature, amateur, immature, premature
 Checking in this with MC Badness with lyrics galore
 You're immature, amateur, immature, premature
 Checking in this with MC Badness with lyrics galore
 I might knock you out like Prince Hazeem
 Coming to America, I'm a king
 Alien from outta space
 Come to Earth to run the place
 Got my gas, got my mace
 Nine millimeter in my waist
 Time to pump you in your face
 Time to pump you in your face (this is real)
 I might knock you out like Prince Hazeem
 Coming to America, I'm a king
 Alien from outta space
 Come to Earth to run the place
 Got my gas, got my mace
 Nine millimeter in my waist
 Time to pump you in your face
 I am a lyrical murderer
 I'll take out a third of ya
 Don't know your lyrics
 Don't know your flow
 Trust me fam, I ain't heard of ya
 Could've been from Mexico
 Could've been from suburbia
 My lyrics will keep disturbing ya
 Here's one that I made earlier
 My style you can't match it
 Light man up like a match stick
 Where's his head gone?
 I separated, then reattached it
 'Cause I told you already
 I'm sick like Jason and Freddy
 More heavier than a fat man's belly
 Come to your house and jack man's telly
 When I'm on the mic, I move like this
 When I'm on the mic, I move like that
 When I'm on the mic, I move like this, and I move like that
 Covered in bubbling fat
 It's the D.E.Velopment on the attack
 Under the mat
 Everybody move your head to this one
 Could've been Chinese, white or black
 When I'm on the mic, I move like this
 When I'm on the mic, I move like that
 When I'm on the mic, I move like this, and I move like that
 Covered in bubbling fat
 It's the D.E.Velopment on the attack
 Under the mat
 Everybody move your head to this one
 Could've been Chinese, white or black