Cover art for Basement Freestyle by Skepta
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Basement Freestyle Lyrics

[Intro]
I meant to go back to back still...
Yo! Right now, Skepta in the building
Mashing!
Yeah, right now, Streetz Incarcerated DVD, yeah
I'm the muckiest, so I have to come and bless the camera
Right now, I wanna big up JME, I wanna big up Eski-Boy, Trim, Roach, Jammer, Gun Ranger, the whole family, big up Big H and Bossman


[Verse 1]
Yo, read my lips
I'm onto the beef like bloods and crips
I'm a deep MC, so, take some tips
But don't beg friend, try buy me chicken and chips
Keep your chicken and chips
Keep your barbecue chips
Rudeboy
I got a fizzy Fanta, take two sips and I'ma keep on spitting 'til my top lip rips
Take a hint
I'ma keep spitting 'til Geeneus kicks me off Rinse
Might see me with an Eastside prince
Might see me in a blue car with tints
Might see this monkey in the Ghetto
With no Trim, taking out the garbage
If I hear you chat Breeze
I'll come to your ends and cause Maximum Karnage

But who is it? It's me
Can't diss a man in my family tree
You'll get shanked in the chest with my front door key
Then a box in the mout' with my back door key
Draw for the leng, kill an MC
I've got a black ski mask but I don't ski
And if you diss Roachy or JME
I will come to your set like - "What rudeboy? Who is it? Who is it?"
Everybody gets sprayed
I'm a hit-man but I don't get paid
Two bullets in a wastemans' skin-fade
Leave red stains on his clothes like cherryade
Brand new duppies have to get made
Make your head-top explode like grenade
If you wanna draw for the blade
I'll be like - "Nah rudeboy, what d'ya mean, what d'ya mean, w-"
Nah, but, what d'ya mean, you fool?
Go on then, go on then, draw for the tool
Think that you're hard but you're soft like wool
I'll lick a man in the jaw side with a stool
I'm a shower-faced man but I still look cool
White gold chain and an iced-out jewel
But they couldn't jack me because I'm not Ja Rule
Nah rudeboy, what d'ya mean, w-?
Nah, nah, what d'ya mean, you dick?
Go on then, go on then, draw for the stick
Think that you're hard but you're just a likkle prick
Lick a man in the jawside with a brick
I'm a shower-faced man but I still look sick
White gold chain on my neck looks sick
J-jack who? You must be taking the mick
Nah rudeboy, what d'ya mean, what d'ya mean, what d'ya mean...

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Genius Annotation

An early Skepta freestyle straight from Jammer’s basement spat over the legendary grime remix of Still Tippin' by Mike Jones, remixed by the Garage scene veteran, Plastician (formerly Plasticman).

Skepta would then go on to release an official track in 2015 over this very same instrumental

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Release Date
March 8, 2006
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