No Chance - Mcabre Brothers, Lee Scott, Milkavelli

Yeah-yeah you

Yeah-yeah-yeah yeah it’s-it's you you

You-you you’ve got no chance

No chance against them

None of them none of them

Not a single fucking one of them

Sagging colder than I ever have

Casanova if he ever rap (listen, ay)

I land the rover on the helipad

People whitey when I pass them

Smoking on my medi-pack

Let the weed burn like a hot plate

I jumped in the pussy

Feet first, Reeboks laced, safe

We lurk where it’s not safe

I’m in Happy Land

In a t-shirt with a cross face like…

Where is Olly, blah blah

Smoking laa laa, yellow teletubby

I remember when I used to be ugly

It’s cool, I trust everyone except anybody (ay)

I keep my two boots laced

I just did some juju up in voodoo race?

West Derby Road that was the Tuebrook days

Never lesser half an O when I choo choo train

Up to Lime Street

Hate mail someone likes me

Yeah they like me but guess what?

They’re nothing like me

Doing vroom vroom vroom

With the high beam

Slow shutter speed can

Catch me moving at light speed

No chance, no chance at all

I’m on the sideline laughing while you crash and fall

I’m chilling while you’re standing tall

Then I stand up and overshadow you all

No chance, no chance at all

I’m on the sideline laughing while you crash and fall

I’m chilling while you’re standing tall

Then I stand up and overshadow you all

Entered absently with no exit strategy

Neglecting gravity

If there’s a god they’re getting mad at me

For being fly yet grounded

Surrounded by greatness

In a room on my own it gets crowded

I make it look easy like it must be Sunday

You make it look like you’re not trying but you should be

Took your repping and now I’m dashing it out

Life is a movie and the only thing I’m casting is doubt

I’ve come a long way since nicking tapes

With me mates to chipping eighths

I set the pace and I’m not even in the race

First place, left without a trace

Take a breath in outer space

I use the illuminati triangle as a guitar pick

Crashing a starship into the back of a parked whip

While I practice the Cars riff in a heavy metal style

I wonder does the devil ever smile?

Let me rest a while

Just because the lights are on don’t assume I’m there

I’m not jumping for joy I’m dancing on polluted air

Crashed on the set looking bang on

Smoking cigarettes with a Nicorette patch on me neck

Been to hell and back and never lack

While white kids get dreads

And tats and pretend to trap

I just do this 'cause its something to do

And I wish you real hip hop activists

Rappers were mumbling too

So I didn’t have to hear that bullshit ya say

Blah Records family you can’t fuck with the crew

No chance, no chance at all

I’m on the sideline laughing while you crash and fall

I’m chilling while you’re standing tall

Then I stand up and overshadow you all

No chance, no chance at all

I’m on the sideline laughing while you crash and fall

I’m chilling while you’re standing tall

Then I stand up and overshadow you all

Chance is you’ve got zero

No chance no chance at all

You’ve got snowball’s chance in hell

Why don’t you get yourself away from me