DJ IRONIK- ICEY RIDDIM

Radikulus ft Chins/ Daffy/ MWD Crew- Meanwood Madness

MWD
Its madness, wen we roll thru,
Badness dats what we pull,
Cause sadness coz r mans be true,
N we iller dan killers coz we'll murder u,
So Madness is wot we bring,
Like santa into ya yards we swing,
Swaggers, nah we hood tings,
M.W.D for real.

RADIKULUS
Come like Dizzee wi creeper style,
Innocent girl wit a devils smile,
Im slyer than a regular feen im wild,
Trebel 6 satans child, n proud,
At 18 crowned a queen surely
Nobody can rattle dis cage,
Coz wen da cats r out n da boss away,
Den th bitch is gonna give chase,
Am da original chick from Stonegate,
Ya no da one where fams get lost,
Arms house to stand out yards being fronted,
Ur fucked if u catch th cost,
So stop da shots make da crosshairs drop,
Ur not ever gonna make da cut
Wen we rolling nightly, ya plan Bs to fight me,
But try me coz ya gonna get shut (N WOT)

(CHORUS)

DAFFY
So whats dis chat shit nah not me,
Ima typical Meanwood L.A.D,
L.A.D's for lyrical And Deep, so please,
Never try bring heat to me,
I keep t da shadows ya never see me,
But i see u too clear,
Coz wen ya clown off ya gonna get popped,
N put in coma for years,

RADIKULUS
Coz i'll see you, up in I.C.U,
Linkin nothin but tubes from machines t ya skull,
Breathing with aid coz chests grown dull,
Reppin against Meanwood den ya do get culled.
I stay right on top of my game, ya no,
While u try remember ya name, ya plain,
a shame things have to end dis way,
But fuck about n u do get played coz

(Chorus)

RADIKULUS
See dont disbelieve we dont own da streets,
Coz stretchers come out if u want to beef,
We seize on peeps like dis place a seige,
N everybodys swinging to break some teeth,
So take a piece n roll ya roach,
Perfect ya game n ya whole approach,
Coz we dote fuck about wen u on da ropes,
We lyrically decimate hopes,

CHINS
So keep ya reps n watch ya steps,
If ur pep aint sweet then we take ya crepes,
Always in deep we never watch th depth,
Mafia driven wen wer at r best so,
Stay blessed if ya hoods good n show some love,
Stay true to th T n put ya hands up,
Dis a warrior song to u from us,
So put ya hands up n bussttt (Ye!)

(Chorus)



Edited 1 times. Last edit at 01/31/08 09:15AM by Radikulus.

THE GAME- SOUTHSIDE

Dis da rise of a villain so ill tell u how it go,
Speedy wit a weapon n even quicker on her toes,
One little girl grew up to kill foes,
Homicide crimes to put her mind on show,
So dis da rise of a soldier who grew up on her own
Never needs help she can do it all alone,
An assassin in her heart mind life and her soul,
One little girl on a roll.

One shot, two shot look who's here now,
Radikulus D on her ones so stop now,
Put th mic down before i come over n make ya,
Nobody wanna listen to a phoney fucking player,
See, 'From Russia with love' dis Bond girl comes forth,
To sustain the bloodstains then head bk north,
N what for? to keep the deeds that i own,
N to engrave ur name onto ur graveside stone,
Then head home unknown kinda like ya death,
An assassins lifes hard but trust i do it best,
Never will a jest coz dis game it aint easy,
But i stay blessed coz ony the Lord sees me,
He keeps me battling keeps me on wi my work
See i was born of man but i aint from this earth,
A ghost child raised to praise the wild,
N unlock the cages to the beast n set him outside,
Dis a Southside song but im strictly West,
Always on tricks to pump a mans chest,
slip a clip in the brick n blitz a mans vest,
Dont need a slick clique to lay all to rest,
Im a dangerous wonder, known to plunder,
N raid on squads when they commercially blunder,
nothing can be blunter than the sound of a heat,
U see da soul die as its instantly beat,
See defeat is sweet wen da trigger mans a pro,
Aim at ya brain n put ya thoughts on show,
I blow, coz im always on a mission n im never gonna quit,
Im sticking to my vision n im never gonna listen,
If u speak a word,
ill send ya skull flying like it became a bird,
so stay curbed as i turn away in a blur,
N like a lone shadow i return to the 'burbs, of Leeds!

Dis da rise of a villain so ill tell u how it go,
Speedy wit a weapon n even quicker on my toes,
One little girl grew up to kill foes,
Homicide crimes to put my mind on show,
So dis da rise of a soldier n i grew up on my own
Never needed help coz i can do it on my own
An assassin in my heart mind life and my soul,
One little girl on a roll.

*Dont fuck about, trust! Girl Got Game*



Edited 1 times. Last edit at 01/31/08 10:32AM by Radikulus.

Just me letting loose about a load of shit lol read if u want.

Im trippin in n out of senses just out of control,
Some days i jus know not whether to come or to go,
Whether to stop or to roll or to drop or patrol,
Stick to being miss calm collected or blow n explode,
See thers a manical co-star in this programme of mine,
Schitzotypal persona with a Borderline lifestyle,
Always a wild child drug addictions n fast rides,
Born to spawn hell n spark like a live wire,
See from the earliest days ive had mischeif in my veins,
Anger issues n just too many disorders to name,
Mother n Dad were left running chasing my reins,
Kid with th potential to literally fuck up ur brain,
Coz all the shit that ive got n all th labels they gave me,
Is enough to make any fucker jump up n act shady,
Im not crazy but being Borderline aint a laugh,
Some days i just dont know if ill errupt n attack,
Or sit back n relax let it go n jus slide,
Split right down the middle unable to decide,
What i want what to do what i think or i feel,
I envision me caged up like a rat in a wheel,
Experiments scientists n electrodes to my brain,
GPs scared t tell mother that her daughters insane,
Too scared to acknowledge that summat aint right,
So dey blame on the girl when she fucks up her life,
Now im left in dis cold world wiv no fam for a saviour,
But crews snap me up for my sociopathic behaviour,
Coz since 15 i been proven to fulfill th criteria,
For being a rebel wi no cause but for public hysteria,
So its crystal clear here where my loyalties lie,
Nobody understands me n no thats not just a line,
I kno im messed up inside so i'll vibe til i die,
Coz on a beat im a menace, my emotions untie,
But Im tired of knowin my intellect is worthless,
Coz on the streets it serves not enough purpose,
So wen im out on a drive with th boys at my side,
No i aint fronting im just living my life,
be surprised but know ill rebuke u with style,
If u tread on my toes coz all i got is my pride.

Just sme reality for once


*Dont fuck about, trust! Girl Got Game*

Lol im abusing this page :D, seems im never off it x

*Dont fuck about, trust! Girl Got Game*

TRU SAY

OI WHAT IS DIS PAGE BOUT ANYWAY???

Basically if ur listening to a beat n writing, jst post it on here.

like i heard The Game- Southside,
n used this page to post lyrics to it.

its like a notepad for all to see

*Dont fuck about, trust! Girl Got Game*

(Theres this girl in Leeds called T.Dot, u can download sme of her songs on limewire n tht but personally i dnt like her so this is my merkage on her lol)

Mr Virgo- Pure 4x4 Grime
Radikulus- Girl Got Game (Fuck T.DOT)

Whos the fucks T.DOT when i drop to a mic,
Fuck yeah im hot and i still act white,
She'll never compare to me, theres no fight,
Coz my flows dope, i soak up the spotlight,
See its MWD Ls6 to 7,
N im clashing solo, dnt need TS7,
To spit tht iller shit when im always killing it,
Shud play wi bigger kits or u aint making hits
Trust! DOT, ur time is up,
Radikulus is riding so hidings a must,
N i bust freely, my lines are gusts,
While urs r feeble like they just gave up!
See i wont budge, wnt move, cant slow me down,
Too sick n hot headed to stop me now,
Raving with rhymes unstoppable,
See Im blessd wiv bars to rock u all!
So stand in ur corner with ur glasses raised,
While i bring beef to ur face wi boys tht blaze,
N save ya toasts coz ur ass gets grazed,
Im crazed so understand tht fakes get played,
So forget th macs n glocks n gats,
I dont kno about shankin but ill kick sme ass,
Coz my flows r sweet n my lyrics unique,
How u telling ur human when uve ''got back feet?!
To kiss?!'' bitch, time u heard some facts,
U might have tracks but its skills u lack,
Coz words r slack n without a back,
While mine be brutal like gang attacks,
So hang up th rap shit, coz i bring th heat,
N i call th shots got to victimise the streets,
Criminalise th players for stacks 2 keep,
Always spittin wiv a sound too deep, i peep
Tht steel aint neat but my aim is straight,
N my bars r key while ur game is bait,
Im Ska in ways but lays great,
So pass th gear n gage n just wait!
Coz trust me now, Rad will never play nice,
No M.O.P but im cold as ice,
N twice ur size, u'll get thrown like dice,
So dont step to if u like ur life! Coz

Im filthy, nasty, a dirty dame,
With game to sick to contemplate,
So yeah, u sound cool but im paving ways,
Whys tht coz girl got game!
N im filthy, dirty, a nasty chick,
Who balls wiv boys 2 quick to sit,
Try a thing 'gainst me then u will get licked,
Whys tht? coz girl got game!

So fuck T.DOT!
What the fucks she got? tht i dont drop better,
Trust my lines r hot,
Shes a 1 trick pony!
kiss her back foot?! what?!
Shes a disgrace to grime,
While im calling shots,
So fuck T.DOT!
Thts wht u can hear me yelling,
When shes tellin shes smehow great,
Shes a waste of space,
how she claim a place,
In this game, when girls a fake!
So Fuck T.DOT,
Yeah thts what i said,
Fuck what she says coz her bars r dead,
Lyricist never the girl pretends,
When will this fucking trend end!
So yeah Fuck T.DOT
n listen to me,
Radikulus D of M.W.D
Always on tricks,
So cme joust with me,
I get mine coz im strictly street! X2






*Dont fuck about, trust! Girl Got Game*



Edited 1 times. Last edit at 02/25/08 06:26PM by Radikulus.

is no 1 on de grime mande forum i jus posted der

OH LOL ITE DEN..
WELL I CANT LISTEN 2 BEATS COZ IM AT SKL...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KgMetl2S_2s&feature=related
freestlyle

blud man come up to me spit bars da wil burn ur pc
am acidic not neutral o alkili
make it need some virus protection like macafee
ma lines give u h.i.v ironic do coz u stil ain lost ur virginity
cant spray like me ain gt de ability
i can go 4 hours man i gt pure bars infinity

okkkkkkk

wa ur lipsin is dry
was rong wiv u run out water supply
mine on de avaa hand dere like a shootout driveby
der like a sniper shoot on sight n a sik flow like a bird ina sky
y man y try spit n type but comes out like ur blind n u gt disabled eyes

sht bars agen coz is freestyle n ain dan dis since christmas




Edited 1 times. Last edit at 02/26/08 11:33AM by hitman skechers.