Daily Duppy Freestyle

Hello there from the shadows yeah
There ain't no sun in this valley scarce
Some don't get this far I guess
Somebody rest I'm blessed just
Glad that I'm here
I'll leave a mark like the
Joker in Dark Knight
It's all laughter and tears
You wanna bar? Bite!
You silly little arse-wipes I
Ain't laughing I'm near
To becoming incensed
I don't give a shit who I'm coming against
I run through gauntlets here to
Be standing before you
And if I got to I run 'em again
I smile through blizzards and laughed at rain
Grim-stone fire and I feel no pain
I just feel empty inside I'm drained
Give my whole life to the game, so
It don't matter what I do it never does
Smile for a pic when I drink in a club
'til I get so drunk that I don't give a fuck
Tables up in a twenty man rut
Women all screaming, criminals' bleeding
Just another night out in this dump
You'd have more chance trying to find peace
In an evening with Hilary and Trump
Elm thug still on the hunt
Put the fakes to the back and
The real at the front
I feel ill but there ain't
No pill on my tongue
Line 'em all up and I'll kill em in one
It's a massacre, lacerate masquerades
Talking hard but they're out there famous
Real killers remain nameless
So don't ask what my name is, I have none

Nowdays everybody wanna talk like they
Got something to say
But nothing comes out when
They move their lips
Just a bunch of gibberish and now
They wanna act like they forgot about James

You're misled
The teacher with a guide dog with an eye gone
Who mind rot
The cunt said he circles 9 blocks
More lost than a human that finds God
Just to feel nice with a fine cloth
Me I ride on still write-off
They couldn't write off
Printing all my lyrics in blood
So use lumenol with the wipes off
You couldn't make a syllable flow
If you dropped a lyric in the Liffey I'm told
Dublin city to the city I know
I'm Whitney's ghost when I'm
Hitting high notes
Here in the game but I ain't no tenor
I grew up in Dagz in a mad fucking era
Shotters and junkies nails on terror
Like clowns in Derry, I'm down for whatever
So are 10 guys stare into my eyes
Stare into my deadlights and be
Swarmed by dead flies
That appear from nowhere out
Of these red skies
When they forget how Devs rides next time
If I don't get through like the deadline
I'll be under your bed with
A thought in my head
Of strangling everyone here
But that's clandestine
Keep that secret squirrel no
Meat in the middle
Just me with a shovel and blades
I'll deepen the riddle
I hope I know a little more in the next life
'til then I can't gloss shit up
So when I get a high I'm
Already thinking of my next high
It's that Devs guy
And you know me I'll get by
But how dare they forget I

Nowdays everybody wanna talk like they
Got something to say
But nothing comes out when
They move their lips
Just a bunch of gibberish and now
They wanna act like they forgot about James

James? Who the fuck's he?
That Devs fella that'll stay low-key
Cos he's not another brudda with
The same old speech
Everyone's living down Rainbow Creek

I'm from the real world where we all bleed
Hope you don't feel well you don't feel me
Say they're sick but I'm the last still-bleed
How can they forget about
D-E-V don't F about
Every Tom Dick's got a record out
But I'll still be here when it's settled down
I appear like in a genie in a desert land
To grant your wish back with the bar so big
That I'm floating them here down the
Thames on a cargo ship
It's gonna be a whitewash
But there ain't no marble sinks
Their armpit's stink of fear
Maybe it's cos Jim Reaper is here
No I don't need no heater in here
I can take shots at them on
The beat when I sneer
It's not fair when I frighten
Deer as the apocalypse nears
Get your mind in gear
Always cold anytime of the year
And still got the fire to ignite any fears

Nowdays everybody wanna talk like they
Got something to say
But nothing comes out when
They move their lips
Just a bunch of gibberish and now
They wanna act like they forgot about James