In 2007, Chipmunk released his third mixtape League of My Own on Alwayz Recordings, which utilized Wiley's little black book of producers, including Bless Beats, Maniac, Balistiyx, Danny Weed, D'Va, Swindle, and Skeams. In 2008 he reaped the rewards of constant touring and promotion, as he won the Best Newcomer Award at the Urban Music and MOBO award ceremonies. People stateside started taking notice as well, when he was nominated for best new rapper at the BET Awards. Just after Chipmunk's 18th birthday, he signed to Sony Columbia, and started moving away from grime into mainstream hip-hop. While striving for the ultimate "banging hook," he teamed up with Ironik for a big-beated remake of Elton John's "Tiny Dancer," complete with backing vocals by Sir Elton himself. In May of 2009, as he put the finishing touches on his debut full-length, Chipmunk released the promo single Chip Diddy Chip and the song reached 21 on the U.K. charts. Adding to the hype, in June, he made his fourth mixtape, Guess Who, available for free by download just a few weeks before his first official album, Diamond Rings, hit the shelves, in early July.
(2)Chip is an American soul vocalist of Stax.
Killer MC
Chip Lyrics
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It's back on, Chip can't back down nor back out
Skengman? Shoot me then, get your wap out
It's all cap 'til I snap, blow your cap out
Attack him, whack him, have it from him? Imagine
With all these bangers I'm packin'
Don't put me in a mismatch, diss man 'til I diss back
I got diss track, diss tracks that I dispatch
Mi nah chit-chat, click-clack, on my spliff, yack
All the smoke, come with that
When I sky that, full air force, ya dig dat?
Yo, how many spitters have I killed on the mic?
Wanna enter the morgue? Come get a wristband
It gets techy, try it at your own risk, fam
If I ever put the mic down, bet you miss man
Didn't really wanna be a killer MC, but man cross the line, I'ma kill a MC
Why is it always Chipmunk clashin' all these 'we used to be niggas' MC's?
I'm sick and tired, nah, sick, not tired, I'll rise it, fire, and kill a MC
Make a man wanna catch me in real life 'cah it's special the way that I spin an MC
Yeah, I spin an MC (yep)
Spin an MC and his bredrin that can't rap
Who taught you don't run out of bars Akh? (Chippy)
Shut your mouth, cut the crap
I'm the bars man, never had a bar, fam
Barman, black sheep, bah-bah, haha
Never been in all the hoo-rah-rah-rah (nope)
I'm Mr. Miyagi of the bars ting (hahaha)
Pick a karate kid and half him (ching)
Pull up like, "Where the food? I want munch" (yep)
Pull up, just X out spitters, I want dump (brrt)
Ash said, "What's the time?" I said, "Lunch" (uh)
I was out here before all these cunts
Put some respect on my name
You're lettin' him say he's the best MC in the country
Like I'm not still in this game
Mek gyal tune but mi love pepper and spray (woi-oi)
Didn't really wanna be a killer MC, but man cross the line, I'ma kill a MC
Why is it always Chipmunk clashin' all these 'we used to be niggas' MC's?
I'm sick and tired, nah, sick, not tired, I'll rise it, fire, and kill a MC (grrah)
Make a man wanna catch me in real life 'cah it's special the way that I spin an MC
Why is it never MC's that have come before me that want to war me?
I must be surely the coldest MC to touch the country
Like that ain't my lyric book, boy, it's a pumpy
I'm super dumpy, only God can judge me
So, Jesus, forgive me if I keep up a fuckery
Unnu ah go mek di teacher keep up a madness
Why? Bloodclart, too many students actin'
Superflex, beat man with a ruler
King? Which part? This part, I'm ruler
Mi ah di big dawg, this art, I'll school ya
Cash Motto inside, niggas can't fool us
Dem boy deh suh that side don't chat me (nah)
No fair spitters in the game, don't at me
Money can't buy technique, just chill
If I don't say it, who will?
Yo
Didn't really wanna be a killer MC
But man cross the line, I'ma kill a MC
(Pull it, pull it)
Make a man wanna catch me in real life
'Cah it's special the way that I spin an MC (grrah)
Oi, miss me out you know? Haha
The song “Killer MC” by Chip is a confident and confrontational declaration of his lyrical skills and authority in the rap game. The song opens with a flurry of aggressive and boastful lyrics that tout his ability to outclass and outwit any adversary, threatening to “blow your cap out” and daring others to come at him with “bangers” and “diss tracks” that he can easily dispatch. Chip goes on to express his frustration with other MCs who claim to have once been his friends, but now challenge him in clashes and competitions, declaring that he didn’t want to be a “killer MC” but is forced to defend his crown. Throughout the song, Chip continues to assert his dominance as a wordsmith and his unwavering commitment to his craft.
The song’s lyrics reveal a deep sense of artistic pride, as Chip embraces a persona of a fierce and formidable figure in the rap scene. His use of slang and Jamaican patois, such as “skengman” and “mi nah chit-chat,” adds to his sense of authenticity and fearlessness. Additionally, the song’s beat is marked by a hard and uncompromising rhythm that reinforces Chip’s aggressive and confrontational delivery. Overall, “Killer MC” is a powerful and unapologetic statement of Chip’s talents and aspirations as a rapper.
Line by Line Meaning
I just black out, snap out, watch man tap out
I reach a point of focus where I am not aware of my surroundings, observe my opponents giving up
It's back on, Chip can't back down nor back out
I won't shy away from a challenge, I can't chicken out
Skengman? Shoot me then, get your wap out
If you think you're a real combatant, bring out your weapon and shoot me
It's all cap 'til I snap, blow your cap out
It's all lies until I finally lose my cool and expose you for the fraud you are
Attack him, whack him, have it from him? Imagine
I'll attack with force, beat down the competition, and come out victorious
With all these bangers I'm packin'
I have a wealth of material to choose from
Don't put me in a mismatch, diss man 'til I diss back
Don't try to match me up against inferior competition, because I'll respond to any attack
I got diss track, diss tracks that I dispatch
I have a bunch of diss tracks that I can quickly send out
Pick a forehead, wig that for the big chat
Choose any target you want, I'll destroy them in a battle of words
Mi nah chit-chat, click-clack, on my spliff, yack
I don't talk much, I get to work and smoke a spliff
All the smoke, come with that
I'm ready for any challenge that comes my way
When I sky that, full air force, ya dig dat?
When I come out with my full power, are you ready for that?
Yo, how many spitters have I killed on the mic?
I've taken out numerous other rappers in freestyle battles
Wanna enter the morgue? Come get a wristband
If you think you have what it takes, come test yourself against me and join my long list of defeated opponents
It gets techy, try it at your own risk, fam
It gets complicated, so be careful when you try to step up
If I ever put the mic down, bet you miss man
If I ever retire or stop rapping, you'll wish you had me back
Didn't really wanna be a killer MC, but man cross the line, I'ma kill a MC
I didn't want to be known for taking out other rappers, but if someone challenges me, I'll take them down without hesitation
Why is it always Chipmunk clashin' all these 'we used to be niggas' MC's?
Why am I always the one being challenged by people who used to be my friends in the rap game?
I'm sick and tired, nah, sick, not tired, I'll rise it, fire, and kill a MC
I'm fed up with always being targeted, but that won't stop me from coming out on top in battles
Make a man wanna catch me in real life 'cah it's special the way that I spin an MC
My ability to dismantle other rappers is so impressive that people want to see me in person
Yeah, I spin an MC (yep)
Yes, I can take out other rappers in a battle of words
Spin an MC and his bredrin that can't rap
I can even take out an aspiring rapper and their less talented friend
Who taught you don't run out of bars Akh? (Chippy)
Who made you think it's a good idea to challenge me when you know I never run out of rhymes?
Shut your mouth, cut the crap
Be quiet and stop talking nonsense
I'm the bars man, never had a bar, fam
I'm the best at rhyming, and you can't compete
Barman, black sheep, bah-bah, haha
I stand out in the rap game, and I'm not afraid to laugh at my haters
Never been in all the hoo-rah-rah-rah (nope)
I don't need to participate in hype or drama to be successful
I'm Mr. Miyagi of the bars ting (hahaha)
I'm the master of the rap game, and I'll teach you a lesson
Pick a karate kid and half him (ching)
Choose any opponent, and I'll defeat them easily
Pull up like, "Where the food? I want munch" (yep)
I arrive on the scene like I'm hungry and ready to eat
Pull up, just X out spitters, I want dump (brrt)
I'll take out any wannabe rappers who try to challenge me
Ash said, "What's the time?" I said, "Lunch" (uh)
I'm so focused and driven that I don't even care what time it is, I just want to take down my opponents
I was out here before all these cunts
I've been in the rap game longer than all of these other rappers
Put some respect on my name
Recognize my talents and give me the credit I deserve
You're lettin' him say he's the best MC in the country
You're allowing someone else to claim the title of best rapper in the country when I'm clearly the best
Mek gyal tune but mi love pepper and spray (woi-oi)
I like to mix up my style, but I always bring the heat and take out my opponents
Why is it never MC's that have come before me that want to war me?
Why are only newer rappers trying to challenge me instead of those who have been in the game longer?
I must be surely the coldest MC to touch the country
I'm definitely the most talented rapper in the country
Like that ain't my lyric book, boy, it's a pumpy
Don't underestimate my skills, because I have plenty of ammunition
I'm super dumpy, only God can judge me
I may not look like much, but I have God on my side and that's all I need
So, Jesus, forgive me if I keep up a fuckery
I apologize to Jesus in advance if I continue to cause chaos in the rap game
Unnu ah go mek di teacher keep up a madness
You're making me work too hard to stay ahead of the competition
Why? Bloodclart, too many students actin'
There are too many young and inexperienced rappers trying to challenge me
Superflex, beat man with a ruler
I'm so good at rapping that I could beat someone with a ruler as a microphone
King? Which part? This part, I'm ruler
I'm the king of the rap game, and I rule the scene
Mi ah di big dawg, this art, I'll school ya
I'm the best and most experienced rapper, and I'll teach you a lesson
Cash Motto inside, niggas can't fool us
I'm part of the Cash Motto crew, and we won't be fooled by anyone
Dem boy deh suh that side don't chat me (nah)
Those guys on the other side better not try to talk to me
No fair spitters in the game, don't at me
There's no one who can challenge me fairly in the rap game, so don't even try
Money can't buy technique, just chill
Money can't buy talent, so stop trying to compete with me
If I don't say it, who will?
If I don't speak up for myself and claim my title as king of the rap game, no one else will
Oi, miss me out you know? Haha
Don't even try to challenge me, because you'll lose and embarrass yourself
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Written by: Jahmaal Noel Fyffe
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Gaz Oakley
CHIPPY CANT RUN OUT OF BARS
Bigg Figures
Tell ‘em
MusicalMindsTv
I thank potter Payper sooner or later I woulda dmd you saying wake up
Yastafarii
Chicken
John Zgambo
Not even next year!!
Sha12pyHD
Notice the mic is on fire, not only cos CHIPS bars are fire, but Stormzy’s name is MIKE - He is literally setting him on fire. LEVELS.
Ash Man
trus meeee bro
Adriel Pamire
Haha ur reaching bro
Sha12pyHD
Adriel Pamire No it’s just going over your head, you wouldn’t understand.
The People and Us
Fuckkkk I didnt even clock that