Res And DatKid Comparisons Lyrics

Comparisons is a new track by two members from the Bristol crew Split Prophets, Datkid & Res feature on the track. They're also working on a collaborative album which is due for release very soon, no doubt the album will also feature many of the Split Prophets chipping in with a verse here or two. Check out their new track 'Comparisons' below and stay tuned for more on their album.

Res & DatKid - Comparisons Lyrics

• Alright, let’s get it started then
• I’m a marker to your parker pen
• A big stinky tenth to your half a ten
• A breeze to your market tent
• A yard to your park and bench
• Big bars to your garden fence
• I’m a spark, you’re drenched

• Let’s get it straight
• I’m a Bentley to your rusty Ford
• You’re nothing more than a flick knife to my mucky sword
• It’s like a little garden gate up to some double doors
• Or a dumb drunken scuffle when there’s a fucking war

• We’re like K2 and Everest to C-cup bras
• Beirut to Devonshire, a key to a bar
• When you’re weak with your speech
• I spit teeth from the start
• You’re a little bitch fish
• In deep with the sharks

• We’re sunrays in the dark
• A big field of dreams
• You’re a blade of the grass
• Trying to aim at the stars
• But you couldn’t find the way if I made you a path
• I’m a flame to your sparks
• You’re a vein, I’m a heart

• It’s just comparisons not battling or arrogance
• But you ain’t challengers, you’re amateurs
• We’re deep in the streets dodging PCs and cameras
• We eat beats; you need heat to battle us
• I speed speech these weak feeble characters

• So who the fuck you starting with?
• I’m Mr Miyagi to you karate kids
• A thousand million miles to this half an inch
• Dark eclipse over your little village
• Steamrolling your clique in half a minute
• You’re barely beginning after we’ve hit the finish

• We’re like C4; you’re like a bag of matches on the sea floor
• Dropping heavy rhymes to leave you flying from the seesaw
• And not because we eat more
• My rhymes stay fresh and healthy
• You’re like a baghead trying to rap about getting wealthy

• We’re like paedophiles on steroids to you 3 year olds
• You’re a sleazy old silver ring; I’m a key of gold
• I stay fresher while you go green and mould
• You’ll get beat to pulp
• Watch a tiger fight a kitty cat and eat it whole
• You’re like the pavement to my dutty kicks
• A razor to a bucky
• I’m Chuckie to all you hating kids
• Your statements ain’t the same as this
• We’re made for it
• While you waste your days away trying to make a take of it
• My cadence makes a ? switch

• It’s just comparisons not battling or arrogance
• But you ain’t challengers, you’re amateurs
• We’re deep in the streets dodging PCs and cameras
• We eat beats; you need heat to battle us
• I speed speech these weak feeble characters

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