96 BARS OF ME lyrics

[Intro: JMCEE]
You ready?
Okay, (hey hey, hey hey!)

[Verse 1: JMCEE]
Started the game in 2022: they were like “Rapper Who?”
Took a fortnight of Kieran-calls before I finally had the balls
I sent for a Cringelord twice like how this sh*t rhymes
Called out six times, asked him “why”, took time, WW1 but it ain’t just grime

Then I dropped some hard sh*t like Nagasaki
In particular, I sent for this snake who tried to @ me
Put a hole in his head, I guess he’s too ignorant to see it
But I dropped 48 bars of War, he kept trying to pree it
But thеn I was done, the end camе like an interlude
I started to feel like a copy, a proper thought hit me like “dude”
I started seeing Zodiac signs, thought I was doing mental
Drama, more Drama, no theatre , no oriental
I said “no more apologies” dropped a bonus track then off I went
The reckoning lit the world aflame, and I barely sweat

But look who’s back OUT of HELL like a demon
For the record, I dropped some sh*t that exposed Simon
You’re red like Rupert Grint, hope you drown in a pharmacy
I said “no more disses” like a Word War one amnesty
I’m choking from success, you’re choking from Carbon Monoxide
I never doubted my career, you haters are not nice
Plus I always come back screaming like Jackie Gleason
Making songs was my priority, so I dropped an EP
Collabed with GRUNG and we called 999
Then I collabed with Wheezus to make “The King and I”
That’s all I wrote, that was my biggest one yet
CAPITAL was the name but a lot was unspent
So I tried to explain, I said “You gotta understand”
I tried to be positive like a paradise oasis full o’ sand
I said “I’m worried and so should you”, did they listen?
They're on an island wheezing, these guys are surely smitten
It’s like they’re drinking sulphuric acid, they aren’t thinking straight
I change , they said “you wish” and then they hate
Luckily I had a cohesive thought, my mind was not untitled
Through the black I’ll land on a mat on my back while reppin’ tidal
Massacred these haters so hard, it was the comeback of a century
I said these hoes would collapse like a grave in a cemetery
I realised these haters won’t get me, like the quadratic formula
So I named it “understand” because isn’t it mad? I warned ya

Anyways, May came around and I got some summer vibes
Gleason again, punched a clock like once or twice
Me and Wheezy excommunicated, I said “consider this”
I put the disses, deep-felt, all the sh*t in a mix
It was a madness, 24 pages of pure grime
These haters won’t see it though, they’re too damn blind
My style volatile, that’s what I need to be reppin
I can do positive, I can do negative, it’s all just depending
Now we were in the ends, going nowhere like Erewhon
I was too tired of trying, and that accounted for everyone
I was doing the same sh*t, I had to change the flow
Dropped some fire and some disses. But that you know
I still felt the same, it was as if I was never changing
But if I was gonna do this till 89, some changes I had to make in
I was never gonna stop, so I started rapping different
Teamed up with Matt to drop “Butters”, made me look like an idiot
But at least I was having fun, read those coordinates and run
I was finally doing my own thing, 1 year later at least
The ends are trippy, but now it was time to feast

And then I finally find my place, I knew where I was going
I was in a paradise, my time was finally slowing
I was seeing the world from a different perspective
17 elements in, and you’ll never regret sh*t
I started to see results for my hard dedication
Me and Kieran became allies like cooperative nations
Today, and only today, I gotta admit
I found more to life instead of making a hit
I was never alone, call me Sylvester Stallone
I was here and I was dirty, no bad luck like 13
But then I got a slap in the face, a true realisation
I was trying too hard to be real, that’s kinda creating
A bigger issue, I was becoming depressed
This was my time but I was getting too stressed
So I took a break, said I’ll be around someday
Then I said “f*ck OFF” and did some flavour flade
I came back different like my name was Saul
Everyone was appalled, they started to give me calls
“I thought you quit?” I said “b*tch get like me”
You aren’t rich for a reason, I gotta get this ABC
In a f*cking Genius, I’m just out of place
So I changed up the style, spat in my haters face

But I knew I couldn’t live like this forever, whatever
JMC was back from the grave, JMCEE however?
I was better than ever. No longer repping an ego
My heart was colder than triton, or a game of 3-4
I was the Young Gleason once again, I really did it
Berserk on the mic like Kraki, I really win it
Me and Kieran shone like sabers in the sky
The exodus of the old JMCEE, yeah let him die