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.
Run Out Riddim
Chip Lyrics
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Sonic Boom, hold two in a week
What? You ran out of bars but got time to Tweet?
Go get your pen, you chief
I am the good guy, yes, from a badboy ends
Around here, they trust my pen
You wanna film here? Tweet the time one day before
You'll get run out the ends
Waste of petrol, don't try that again
I can't run out of pads or run out of pens
Blow! I got him again
How can a chipmunk fight with a lion?
How did David kill Goliath?
Saviour, that's not you, stop lying
For me this is effortless and you're trying, look
You ain't the devil, blud, you're a human being
So you can die like me
Camouflaging in evil settings
To hide the fact you can't rhyme like me
Or look fly like me, batty boy preeing my life
It's boom bye bye from me
Boom bye bye from T, As and Bs
Boom bye bye from a geek
You keep coming at me, I've gotta send back
This one's not for grime, it's for your head back
Too much disrespect, I can't tek that
You bounced off my name, ayy bwoy, get back
I ain't gotta say your name, you know I'm at you
Don't be Tweeting, I'm really at you
Why should I clash you when I'll thrash you?
If you sold a million too, I would be glad to
Man said I run out of bars
That's my bar, blud, are you dumb?
Even catting my hooks, now who looks shook?
Hmm, cat got your tongue
Said I went pop, came back, that's lies
Hip hop in between, blud, that's true
Now anything you can do, I can do better
Boy, I can do anything better than you, you
See, I let you run, you went first
But look, bar for bar, you'll get burst
And I could done your dance in a verse
But you don't need a verse, you need church
Big man ting, are you not 'bout paper?
Why you wanna lock off my show, you hater?
When you win your Rated Award
In the back of your head, know I don't rate ya
Dex on the beat, pow
What's with the milk it games? Cow
Fuckboy, you think you're Drake? Wow
Peng tings don't rate you, sit down
Man wanna take my throne, not today
You couldn't take me then or today
"Light Work" proved you're dead, you get me?
Dead, #PissOnYourGrave
I nearly went off the rails this summer
Where's my brother? Gone jail this summer
Now I'm on treating man how man treat me
So I'm giving man hell for my summer
Yeah, I still wear my own clothes
Man still see me on road, I'm on dough
Ice Kid's evil bars were better than yours
I swear to God, you're not cold
Look, I know you man just might run out of bars
Chip can't run out of bars
I started the year with the bar
I finished the year with the bar
I finished careers with the bars
I-
Oi blud, you're rubbish!
You get me, when you reply, I know your reply already, you get me? You're a badboy
0161, obviously
Big up Manchester, I love you lot, I just don't rate this brudda, like, you get me
He's gonna send about repeating yourself and all of that
You get me, 0161, the cars and that, obviously
Gangster and that, jail and that
Not everyone from 'round here's been through all of that, blud,
That don't make you no better on the microphone,
Man just 'llow it
The lyrics of Chip's song Run Out Riddim address his ongoing feud with fellow rapper Bugzy Malone. Chip boasts about his superior lyrical ability, claiming that he cannot run out of bars or pens. He criticizes Bugzy for his alleged lack of talent, accusing him of trying to hide his inability to rhyme like Chip by pretending to be an evil character. The song contains several references to previous clashes between the two rappers, including a line where Chip states that he finished careers with his bars. He also questions Bugzy's credentials as a gangster, suggesting that he uses his tough image to compensate for his inferior rap skills.
The song's main theme is a battle between two rappers, each claiming to be better than the other. Chip asserts himself as the superior artist, using his lyrics to belittle Bugzy and undermine his credibility. The use of metaphors and references to historical battles, such as David and Goliath, add depth to the song's message and elevate it beyond a simple diss track. There is a sense of urgency and anger in the delivery, with Chip seeking to establish himself as a dominant force in the grime scene.
Line by Line Meaning
Yo, about I took longer than Meek
I know I took a while to come back, but it wasn't as long as Meek Mill's response to Drake.
Sonic Boom, hold two in a week
I released two diss tracks in a single week like Sonic Boom.
What? You ran out of bars but got time to Tweet?
Why are you wasting time on Twitter when you have no bars to spit?
Go get your pen, you chief
Go and write some good bars instead of relying on social media.
I am the good guy, yes, from a badboy ends
Although I'm from a rough area, I'm the one playing the good guy in this rap battle.
Around here, they trust my pen
In my area, people know my pen game is strong.
You wanna film here? Tweet the time one day before
If you want to film in my area, you'd better tweet the time in advance or you'll get run out of town.
Run out the ends, get run out the ends
If you cause any trouble in my area, you'll be quickly shown the door.
Waste of petrol, don't try that again
Don't bother coming back to my ends, it's a waste of time.
I can't run out of pads or run out of pens
I will never run out of material because I'm always writing.
Blow! I got him again
I hit my opponent with another diss track.
How can a chipmunk fight with a lion?
You're like a small animal trying to fight against a much stronger opponent.
How did David kill Goliath?
Sometimes the underdog can defeat a much stronger enemy.
Saviour, that's not you, stop lying
Don't pretend to be something you're not, you're not a savior.
For me this is effortless and you're trying, look
I'm making this look easy while you're struggling to keep up.
You ain't the devil, blud, you're a human being
You're not a supernatural creature, just a regular person.
So you can die like me
We're all mortal and someday we'll die.
Camouflaging in evil settings
You're trying to blend in with bad people to seem cool.
To hide the fact you can't rhyme like me
You're trying to cover up your lack of skill by associating with bad elements.
Or look fly like me, batty boy preeing my life
You can't dress as well as I do and you're always trying to copy my style.
It's boom bye bye from me
I'm finishing you off with this diss track.
Boom bye bye from T, As and Bs
My whole crew is saying goodbye to you.
Boom bye bye from a geek
Even a less cool person than me is saying you're done.
You keep coming at me, I've gotta send back
You keep dissing me, so I have to respond with another track.
This one's not for grime, it's for your head back
This isn't just a grime track, it's a straight diss to you.
Too much disrespect, I can't tek that
I can't tolerate so much disrespect from you.
You bounced off my name, ayy bwoy, get back
You tried to come at me, but I bounced you back because you're not worthy to battle me.
I ain't gotta say your name, you know I'm at you
I don't even need to mention you by name, you know I'm talking about you.
Don't be Tweeting, I'm really at you
Stop wasting time on social media, I'm coming at you for real.
Why should I clash you when I'll thrash you?
Why should I bother competing with you when I can easily beat you?
If you sold a million too, I would be glad to
Even if you achieve commercial success, I won't respect you because you're not a true MC.
Man said I run out of bars
Someone said I'm running out of material.
That's my bar, blud, are you dumb?
That's a ridiculous claim, I will never run out of material.
Even catting my hooks, now who looks shook?
Even if you try to copy my style, you still can't match my skills.
Hmm, cat got your tongue
You're speechless because you know I'm too much for you to handle.
Said I went pop, came back, that's lies
You're spreading rumors that I sold out and went mainstream, but that's not true.
Hip hop in between, blud, that's true
I'm a versatile artist who can switch between genres.
Now anything you can do, I can do better
I'm so confident in my skills that I can outdo you in anything you try.
Boy, I can do anything better than you, you
I'm so much better than you that I can even mock you using the lyrics of a classic tune.
See, I let you run, you went first
I let you start this battle, but now it's time for me to take control.
But look, bar for bar, you'll get burst
Once we start spitting bars, I'll quickly surpass you.
And I could done your dance in a verse
I could even use a single verse to make fun of your signature dance move.
But you don't need a verse, you need church
You don't need more disses, you need spiritual guidance to improve your life.
Big man ting, are you not 'bout paper?
Aren't you supposed to be making money as a big-shot rapper?
Why you wanna lock off my show, you hater?
Why are you trying to mess with my success by preventing me from performing?
When you win your Rated Award
Assuming you eventually win a music award,
In the back of your head, know I don't rate ya
Remember that I don't respect you despite any accolades you might achieve.
Dex on the beat, pow
Shout-out to producer Dex for creating a killer beat for this diss track.
What's with the milk it games? Cow
Why are you trying to manipulate the situation to your advantage like a greedy cow?
Fuckboy, you think you're Drake? Wow
You're copying Drake's style, but you can't match his success and impact.
Peng tings don't rate you, sit down
Even attractive women don't find you appealing, so just quit while you're behind.
Man wanna take my throne, not today
You're trying to challenge me for the title of king of grime, but you won't succeed.
You couldn't take me then or today
You couldn't beat me in a past battle and you won't beat me now.
"Light Work" proved you're dead, you get me?
My previous diss track "Light Work" already showed how weak you are as an MC.
Dead, #PissOnYourGrave
You're done, I don't even need to bury you, just piss on your grave.
I nearly went off the rails this summer
I almost lost control and did something bad this summer.
Where's my brother? Gone jail this summer
My friend or family member got arrested and is now in jail.
Now I'm on treating man how man treat me
Now I'm responding to any disrespect I receive with equal force.
So I'm giving man hell for my summer
I'm using this summer to make my enemies suffer.
Yeah, I still wear my own clothes
I'm not trying to be a fashion icon, I just wear what I want.
Man still see me on road, I'm on dough
I'm still hustling on the streets to make money.
Ice Kid's evil bars were better than yours
Even a lesser-known MC like Ice Kid had better disses than you.
I swear to God, you're not cold
I'm telling the truth when I say you're not a good MC.
Oi blud, you're rubbish!
I'm not holding back any punches, you're just terrible.
You get me, when you reply, I know your reply already, you get me? You're a badboy
I can predict your next move because you're just a fake tough guy.
0161, obviously
Shout-out to Manchester, but I'm not impressed with this guy from there.
Big up Manchester, I love you lot, I just don't rate this brudda, like, you get me
I have respect for Manchester and its people, but I don't respect this particular rapper.
He's gonna send about repeating yourself and all of that
He'll probably respond to this diss track by accusing me of repeating myself.
You get me, 0161, the cars and that, obviously
Manchester is known for its car culture and I acknowledge that.
Gangster and that, jail and that
Some rappers from Manchester are known for their criminal past and prison experiences.
Not everyone from 'round here's been through all of that, blud,
Just because you're from a tough area doesn't mean you're automatically a criminal.
That don't make you no better on the microphone,
Being a tough guy doesn't necessarily translate to being a good rapper.
Man just 'llow it
Just drop it, it's not worth it.
Lyrics ยฉ BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Written by: Dean Harriott, Jahmaal Fyffe
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@JohnnyCarey98
Chipmunk sends back 3 days later just to prove a point๐ he's so much better lyrically, bugzy just repeats himself๐ gwan chipmunmk
@billhates6833
Man like johnny
@jamesnorthcote3718
@Charlotte Subbot imagine not knowing the difference between a wheel up slogan, and repeating ten different things in every song
@chodeoriki4113
@Charlotte Subbot rt. I agree canโt lie. I was loving this time man. It was such a good period. Theyโre both hard. Take me back.
@exotikz7905
Never thought one of my fav youtuber was spastic ๐คฆโโ๏ธ๐ฅด
@ajdout4262
Chip ended bugzy like he ended that guys spliff at 0:34
@SQMOB
+AJ'D Out lool you clocked it ๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ข
@ShortKingzz
Hahahaha deserved a clean nank for that
@lz6527
+AJ'D Out dats just peek
@JayCartere
+AJ'D Out LOOOOOOOOL