Alphabetical Response by The Brotherhood Lyrics
We're the originals
[Verse 1: Mr Spyce]
I'm blacker than jack, I've got ganja on my brain
We're the main picture in your fucking frame
We got no problem with you bigging up your status
Fuck Micky J, the Brotherhood is the baddest
You thought we lost the plot
You should have backed some winners
You're dealing with some pros, not the absolute beginners
Like Adam Ant just stand and deliver
Your best lines, boy, or retire
[Verse 2: Shylock]
Ay ay ay, making amply
Samply, i'm the champy
The Brotherhood would zig-zag
And make the levels like Zool
Cool hand Luke
Skywalk, talk
I be the last outlaw like Mickey Rourke
So Mork calling Orson
Hit the floor, son
I rip the mic
Sure bloody like an abortion
Please have caution
We've got the 'words all' like Gummidge
Stick 'em all together like the heads in rugby scrummage
You dummage
You an MC, Mr Cabbage
Mess with the hoods and get the X from Mr Babbage
Better mind your Ps and Qs
When you rap with blacks and jews
Better know your don'ts and dos
Choose your words wisely, choose your words wisely
Letter to the letters from the brothers like Isley
Wisely to your bonce
Alphabetical response
[Chorus: (Shylock) & Mr Spyce]
R-E-S-P-O-N-S-E
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
We flip one to your bonce!
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
Check the lyrical response!
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
We flip one to your bonce!
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
Alphabetical response!
[Verse 3: Shylock]
Can you hear it in our alpha?
We burn like Sulphur
Uric
Acid
Letters in my casket
Esophagus, sarcophagus
We be fat as hippopotamus
Words I be creating be the size
Of a rhinoceros
Who be motormouth Metal Mickey
Audible barrage like Pat nagging Ricky
It's sticky
I got a mad Glock in my flow
So duck out the fuck
'Before I let go!'
[Verse 4: Mr Spyce]
I'm not Remington, I don't carry no steel
I rock the microphone to make the people dem feel
The funk
So wave your arms and uh, Nelly's trunk
Persist in fucking around, kid, you're going to get jumped
It's the word chucker
Lyric chucker, verb butter
Stinky, freaky deaky undercover brother
When I drop my shit on the beat you nod your bonce
You stupid ponce, it's alphabetical response
[Chorus: (Shylock) & Mr Spyce]
R-E-S-P-O-N-S-E
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
We flip one to your bonce!
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
Check the lyrical response!
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
We flip one to your bonce!
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
Alphabetical response!
[Verse 5: Mr Spyce]
You're plastic like Bendy or should I say Sindy
With the grass skirt on you do a fucking wicked shimmy
Sh-sh-shy-shy's bad son
The key to the lock
He's the cappuccino
While my bredgin, Shy, is the froth
We turn your claat to stone like Medusa did the kraken
We leave you in the post and let your posse know what happened
You boys do keep it up I think I'll skank ya
We smash your words to shit because our grammar is the lick
[Verse 6: Shylock]
So, A B C D E F U G
H, I be the one
Loading letters in my gun
Jaywalking
K L M N O
P Q-calling
R S T for two-talking
U V, W X Y, you squawking?
You better check your A to Z and re-navigate your head
Or get a full frontal blow to the bonce
The Brotherhood flips the alphabetical response
[Chorus: (Shylock) & Mr Spyce]
R-E-S-P-O-N-S-E
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
We flip one to your bonce!
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
Check the lyrical response!
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
We flip one to your bonce!
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
Alphabetical response!
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
We flip one to your bonce!
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
Check the lyrical response!
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
We flip one to your bonce!
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
Alphabetical response!
[Verse 1: Mr Spyce]
I'm blacker than jack, I've got ganja on my brain
We're the main picture in your fucking frame
We got no problem with you bigging up your status
Fuck Micky J, the Brotherhood is the baddest
You thought we lost the plot
You should have backed some winners
You're dealing with some pros, not the absolute beginners
Like Adam Ant just stand and deliver
Your best lines, boy, or retire
[Verse 2: Shylock]
Ay ay ay, making amply
Samply, i'm the champy
The Brotherhood would zig-zag
And make the levels like Zool
Cool hand Luke
Skywalk, talk
I be the last outlaw like Mickey Rourke
So Mork calling Orson
Hit the floor, son
I rip the mic
Sure bloody like an abortion
Please have caution
We've got the 'words all' like Gummidge
Stick 'em all together like the heads in rugby scrummage
You dummage
You an MC, Mr Cabbage
Mess with the hoods and get the X from Mr Babbage
Better mind your Ps and Qs
When you rap with blacks and jews
Better know your don'ts and dos
Choose your words wisely, choose your words wisely
Letter to the letters from the brothers like Isley
Wisely to your bonce
Alphabetical response
[Chorus: (Shylock) & Mr Spyce]
R-E-S-P-O-N-S-E
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
We flip one to your bonce!
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
Check the lyrical response!
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
We flip one to your bonce!
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
Alphabetical response!
[Verse 3: Shylock]
Can you hear it in our alpha?
We burn like Sulphur
Uric
Acid
Letters in my casket
Esophagus, sarcophagus
We be fat as hippopotamus
Words I be creating be the size
Of a rhinoceros
Who be motormouth Metal Mickey
Audible barrage like Pat nagging Ricky
It's sticky
I got a mad Glock in my flow
So duck out the fuck
'Before I let go!'
[Verse 4: Mr Spyce]
I'm not Remington, I don't carry no steel
I rock the microphone to make the people dem feel
The funk
So wave your arms and uh, Nelly's trunk
Persist in fucking around, kid, you're going to get jumped
It's the word chucker
Lyric chucker, verb butter
Stinky, freaky deaky undercover brother
When I drop my shit on the beat you nod your bonce
You stupid ponce, it's alphabetical response
[Chorus: (Shylock) & Mr Spyce]
R-E-S-P-O-N-S-E
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
We flip one to your bonce!
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
Check the lyrical response!
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
We flip one to your bonce!
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
Alphabetical response!
[Verse 5: Mr Spyce]
You're plastic like Bendy or should I say Sindy
With the grass skirt on you do a fucking wicked shimmy
Sh-sh-shy-shy's bad son
The key to the lock
He's the cappuccino
While my bredgin, Shy, is the froth
We turn your claat to stone like Medusa did the kraken
We leave you in the post and let your posse know what happened
You boys do keep it up I think I'll skank ya
We smash your words to shit because our grammar is the lick
[Verse 6: Shylock]
So, A B C D E F U G
H, I be the one
Loading letters in my gun
Jaywalking
K L M N O
P Q-calling
R S T for two-talking
U V, W X Y, you squawking?
You better check your A to Z and re-navigate your head
Or get a full frontal blow to the bonce
The Brotherhood flips the alphabetical response
[Chorus: (Shylock) & Mr Spyce]
R-E-S-P-O-N-S-E
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
We flip one to your bonce!
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
Check the lyrical response!
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
We flip one to your bonce!
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
Alphabetical response!
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
We flip one to your bonce!
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
Check the lyrical response!
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
We flip one to your bonce!
(Alphabetical, alphabetical)
Alphabetical response!