Check the rhyme y'all

[Verse 1: Loyle Carner & Rebel Kleff]
[LC] Back in the days in the gritty South East
We used to kick ball on the little back streets
It was me, the LC
[RK] And me the Rebel
Top bins for days I was on another level
[LC] Yo, Reb, you remember that recipe
That your mother used to make like every week?
[RK] Um, not off my head but I remember if I read it
Left it at my yard so if you want it come and get it
[LC] You on point Reb?
[RK] All the time, L
[LC] You on point Reb?
[RK] Yeah, all the time, L
[LC] You on point Reb?
[RK] All the time, L
[LC] Well then, pick up the mic, rip it and raise hell

[Verse 2: Rebel Kleff]
Check it, yo, I lean back from the mic
Concluding a recording that I might
Release at any time
The pieces to my puzzle rest in pieces in my mind
So I construct them into rhymes and now my picture's looking fine
I'm flicking through my skip just tryna pick a perfect line
Eagle-eyed cheesin' as I'm leaning to the side
Please, don't be surprised like you didn't believe
Rip on the rhythm then leave, you can trip I just pick up my feet
Plenty of tricks up my sleeve I make the magic happen
No need for rabbits when I rappin' something tragic happens
We take it back like a throwback tape
'Cause simply put I can't be hooked up off a flow that bait
I show man straight the energy you packing them bars
Is lacking did you take out ya batteries?
You think you're in charge? 'Fraid not
Don't get caught up like frayed knots
I ain't lyin' when I said I been rhyming since day dot
[Hook: Q-Tip]
Check the rhyme y'all, check the rhyme y'all
Check the rhyme y'all, check the rhyme y'all
Check the rhyme y'all, check the rhyme y'all
Check it out, check it out
Check the rhyme y'all, check the rhyme y'all
Check the rhyme y'all
Play tapes y'all
Check the rhyme y'all, check the rhyme y'all
Check it out, check it out

[Verse 3: Loyle Carner & Rebel Kleff]
[RK] Check it yo, back in the days when I was a young teen
Had a dollar and a dream but the cash was unseen
It was me, the Rebel
[LC] And me LC
It wasn't all about the bread like the BLT
[RK] Ay yo, L, you remember them times right
When we used to struggle tryna get the rhymes right?
[LC] Um, let me see, damn I can't remember
I'll receive the message and you can play the sender
[RK] You on point L?
[LC] All the time Reb
[RK] Yo, you on point L?
[LC] All the time Reb
[RK] You on point L?
[LC] All the time Reb
[RK] Well then, get it off your chest get them lyrics out your head
[Verse 4: Loyle Carner]
Nowadays I sip a little Henny to relax
'Cause I got nothing, couple pennies on my back
Say it's wack, chattin' 'cause they want Benny to react
But I ain't got no energy for that
Ever-ready for the raps so I'm penning that
Peddling my tracks that I was selling
Had that meddalin' intact
So I keep it black spellin' for the fella in the flat
Lost the spirit for a minute but I'm back
For a minute but I'm back
Frat like, I never wanted to be baptised
Maybe that's the reason that I capsize
Maybe the reason they compare me to these rap guys
Definitely reason I be sitting in this cab like
"Brother change the station"
I ain't hearing no-one that I'm rating
And I ain't even hating just impatient
I know a lot of brothers on the similar situation
Guess the brothers just don't face the way we're facing

Check it
Check it
Check it
Check it
See y'all, check the rhyme y'all
Tommer G though, we check the rhymes y'all
With Ollie C though, we check the rhyme y'all
It's MistaJamma, we check the rhyme y'all
So Lily B though, we check the rhyme y'all
And that's the way that you're supposed to rhyme bro