Real Smooth

Uh, give me something real smooth
 Like the Chaos and the nine-three with the Owls and the Wizzy
 Real smooth, real icy
 I was in the booth with Dike, you was in a nightie
 I was selling out a show, you was in a onesie
 Ketamin you sniffing got you clumsy
 Swear the bredda hate the way I move
 Real smooth, real icy
 You was watching Hollyoaks and I was in the library
 Now I'm getting gwola loads, them man wanna despise me
 Swear down, booking Wiz is getting pricey (so pricey)
 I hear 'em talking, hear 'em talking
 Love the way they want to wheel up walking (pull it)
 Love the way they see the way I kill it
 See the way I bring the chalk in
 See the outline of the body when I draw it
 Everyone adore it, awe it's
 Fuck off with your one liners
 Everybody co-sign us, I don't do no consigning
 I got all these men to pay, so I don't need no odd fivers
 I'm the boss brudda, you are not Simon
 You're not vibrant, you're not funny
 Got no money, ripped trackies
 You're so bummy, I'm so aggy
 She's so touchy, she's so grabby
 I'm so lucky, she's so sucky
 That yatty, she's so ucky
 With no manners, she's so raggers
 I've got bills, like Bo Baggins, she's just catting
 Like "Fuck where's the old fashion"
 Tight madams, they ain't shagging
 First date cause they like rapping
 Like ooh, still I'm real smooth, real icy
 Feeling like I'm kali on the hyphy
 Never been the type to say I wouldn't if I might be
 'Cause you know it's Wizzy and the Chaos, that's the nine-three
 Real smooth, real icy
 I was in the booth with Dike, you was in a nightie
 I was selling out a show, you was in a onesie
 Ketamin you sniffing got you clumsy
 Swear the bredda hate the way I move
 Real smooth, real icy
 You was watching Hollyoaks and I was in the library
 Now I'm getting gwola loads, the man want to despise me
 Swear down, booking Wiz is getting pricey (so pricey)
 Burning California wax, still ignore him when he raps
 My lyrics like the echo through time, forever calling back
 Fed up with the crap, we can do this in time
 Suckers saying I'm dumb, must be them chalking my outline
 Stroke my only oyster, you're still trying to find the moisture
 My last album sounds like your whole career spoiler
 Mad pointers like a piston caught with no lawyers
 In the stitch up, the details in the lines like embroiders
 It's diabolic, trying to be higher like hydraulics
 Even with a ghost writing team you ain't where I'm on it
 Sign off it, ignite topics to fire logic
 Drop a needle from so high you would think a giant's got it
 Performing for your line with piff from a caravan
 Every word I say spells 'fuck you' as an anagram
 Never planned
 Too stoned to speak or shake hands
 In 2020 the new president of Amsterdam
 I swoop in and high five you for the ice breaker
 It's Big Owl, mad high like a skyscraper
 My motto's 'Live now and die later'
 Grinding nine to nine son, fuck a hiatus
 But I hit the bong today, never on a long delay
 Shouting at these motherfuckers "Andale! Andale!"
 Why you gotta make away still, with the hand of satan
 He try shake mine, son I'm going to amputate his
 Dropping bangers that are amping up the fanbases
 Having ganders cause they're scandalously outrageous
 Paparazzi got us snapping when we smash stages
 Do this for the love and always get cash payments
 You're sat stagnating, no balls, castrating
 Pre-meditated greatness, no rash statements
 Phone getting tapped daily like ash when blazing
 So high right now, it's like I'm astral plaining
 It's Verb T, I'm in the club
 I don't like it much
 But I tear the crowd down once you line 'em up
 Winding up your mind like a toy, soldier
 Pouncing on the beat like a poised, cobra
 Uh, we get to grips like it's judo
 But show respect where it's due though
 Since I was a kid trying to build without the Duplos
 Still I carve jewels though
 Drop 'em on your head like a tombstone
 Two O's, one for Owls one for Ocean
 New flows, some profound some ferocious
 Overdid it with the lotion, I'm too smooth
 New trends, probably got them fools wearing Tu-tu's
 You should do you, and not what they say
 I laugh while you try and talk shit with a straight face
 Mug, maintain, fucking with a gateway drug
 In another world feeling that space age buzz
 Mad laid-back, style's 'play that'
 The great sack reactor with the goo, now I spray raps
 Hungry dog, or a stray cat, strange chat
 See me doing art on the side, just like a train track
 So shouts to Wizzy, the beaver getting digy on the ready
 Smoking lettuce with Luigi from the city
 Puff puff, but never Diddy
 I might pass out, but never passed it like silly
 Yo
 No doping scandal, what drugs with doping of the handle
 So much moisture, spit flames where the river ran through
 Four Owls and the Wisdom, you know it ran through
 Take control of your life, don't need no beads and bangles
 That's why we're strictly rhyming on this shit
 Fuck statistics, can't follow with no witch shit
 No bitches, what is this?
 Course evidence existed, but never do you wrong, so no snitches
 Real smooth, real icy
 Feeling like I'm kali on the hyphy
 Never been the type to say I wouldn't if I might be
 'Cause you know it's Wizzy and the Chaos, that's the nine-three
 Real smooth, real icy
 I was in the booth with Dike, you was in a nightie
 I was selling out a show, you was in a onesie
 Ketamin you sniffing got you clumsy
 Swear the bredda hate the way I move
 Real smooth, real icy
 You was watching Hollyoaks and I was in the library
 Now I'm getting gwola loads, the man want to despise me
 Swear down, booking Wiz is getting pricey (so pricey)