Kurt Holes - Stabby Steve Lyrics

Stabby Steve got a blade, sharper than a critic's tongue
Sneaking through the fog, Jack the Ripper rung
Bullseye straight, darts at the pub
Street poet spitting, rhyme slick as a club
Round the cobblestones, boots tap a code
Murky alley whispers, shadows in a mode
Barber shop tales, scissors cha-cha dance
Grime stories sparkle, without a second glance
Stabby Steve on the hunt, never miss
Switchblade symphony, all venom no hiss
Cut through the chatter, slice the noise clean
In the labyrinth of London, he's the rhyme machine
Stabby Steve on the hunt, never miss
Switchblade symphony, all venom no hiss
Cut through the chatter, slice the noise clean
In the labyrinth of London, he's the rhyme machine
City lights flicker, like a heartbeat
Stabby Steve's rhythm, thrumming in the street
Cadence like a razor, pattern like a weave
Every line a stitch, crafting tales we believe
Pubs echo tales, lager pint clinks
Rhyme battles in basements, on lyrics we link
Streaks of verbal venom, dart from tongue
Legacy engraved, in the alleys we've sung
Stabby Steve on the hunt, never miss
Switchblade symphony, all venom no hiss
Cut through the chatter, slice the noise clean
In the labyrinth of London, he's the rhyme machine
Stabby Steve on the hunt, never miss
Switchblade symphony, all venom no hiss
Cut through the chatter, slice the noise clean
In the labyrinth of London, he's the rhyme machine