Lyrical Fitness - Da Brakes (Copyrighted so don't copy! Right!) 
 
Man I’m only 21 and I ain’t reached my peak yet 
My success well it’s a well kept secret 
My feet get weary, eyes they’re getting bleary 
But still I keep on running, I’m coming you better fear me 
Clearly my stamina is what sets me apart 
When that voice says stop, man I dig into my heart 
Keep on going; I’m steady flowing, steady rocking a poem 
When I’m damaging mics, you getting locked in the moment 
So unique my technique is sweet 
Boy my tongue is blessed, let the words I speak 
Elevate your mind, its takes you too a higher level 
Subliminal messages makes you wanna buy my record (ha) 
Silver tongue, I got a way with words 
You better duck right down when I spray these verbs 
Coz there lethal, believe too, that nobodies equal 
No matter what they say DB will defeat you 
So people, embrace this new revolution 
Hate not player, just step, get to moving 
This fusion of rap is clean but still street  
Ain’t no stopping this beast, when I’m speak on ill beats 
Man your hopeless you’re lacking, I’ll choke you for bragging 
You know you don’t want it with this vocal assassin 
Just imagine if I tried at rapping 
Oh! The damage, you don’t want that to happen 
The fact remains, I stay top of my game 
These crazy lyrics, nah they’re not for the sane 
Keep on bopping and saying, Brakes is rocking again 
Ain’t no chopping and changing, you ain’t stopping this train kid 
Once was nameless, but looky now I’m famous 
Don’t produced wastage, can’t call me anus 
A regular rapper? Please my name ain’t Joe Bloggs 
You know that it’s me when you hear “Oh Gosh!” 
 
CHORUS 
Can you buss rhymes bro and spit like me?  NO 
Can you get the party jumping and moving and screaming? NO 
Can you finish MC’s when they challenge you? NO 
Could you ever phase me? I reckon I could if..…… NO 
 
Can you carry your weight in this rap game? NO 
Well that ain’t a surprise, because you lack pace! OH 
You ain’t got my wit, no need to riddle me this  
Coz if you wanna be criss, you best be lyrically fit 
 
 
Let me lay back and kick this, no guns or pimping 
I’m thinking the ink in my pen is ridiculous  
Witness the skill, I’m sick, tipped for big things 
This is for real, don’t trip I got big dreams 
Step back from the plate if D Brakes is ripping it 
You seem to be in a bit of a critical predicament 
You’re out of your depth; this is survival of the fittest  
I don’t just rap, Hip Hop bro I’m living it 
My lyrics be so cutting they’ll snap you’re pencil 
 Go against this, tempt this, I’m temperamental 
I’m offensive not to mention, not pretentious 
Rap from the heart, my lyrics can’t be questioned 
Long ago unknown like John Doe 
Now all across the globe, my songs are well known 
It’s the takeover, UK raps makeover 
New breed of MC, playtime is over     
As an artist you couldn’t break thru  
If they named you something like 1 ply toilet tissue 
Don’t avoid the issue, even you’re boys will diss you  
I’m a poisonous little annoying royal dizude   
Plans get foiled, and I make them plots fizzle 
You say you got flow, best believe I got triple 
The plot thickens, don’t’ drop knowledge? I drop riddles 
You trying to spit flow, you can just about dribble 
Refuse to believe it, your oozing with weakness 
I’m not leaving here until his bruised and he’s bleeding 
You confused? Dude, it aint hard to take to it 
 Watch a master at work whilst I’m sipping my Brake fluid 
 Yeah you might wanna step, you ain’t my calibre yet 
Whilst you running out of breath I ain’t even broke a sweat 
 Say that I’m wack but you know its not true 
Your only say it coz you know I’m better than you. 
 
Chorus x 2