Roll Deep - Freestyle lyrics

I'm gifted at the gab and gifted with the birds I'm genius with grammar, even better with verbs Yeah, it works like magic, I'm a wizard with words I skid round the track like it's wet on the curbs I ride dangerous, I ride for the road Ride on the wrong side and I ride with a load Ride with no guide or no green cross code I ride for the east and ride for the postcode Sell a ride on, it's no skin off my nose I do this with my eyes closed, I keep on my toes Keep running down the track till my socks have got holes This is skippy, boy, man, the boy's got flows Born to be wicked, I was cursed at birth And don't do bubblegum cause bubblegum bursts Hit me with your best cause I'm prepared for the worst So find your first punch so I can finish it