Addverse
It’s Flame Griller, supercala-fragalistic /
Three heads from WY – we’re tight fisted /
On these mics we spit with /
Throw a little beat on the side, ride the vibe /
And then get high and lifted /
It’s time for the gifted /
To spit a bit of rhyme for the twisted /
I spy with my little eyes three guys in the picture /
Wiser than Einstein with a divine set of minds to blind listeners //

JND
And FG's on a different vibe, it’s the /
Chords rising and taught rhymes with charisma /
A sure sign you're aboard my drift of thought /
Might assist in your fist lifting toward the sky, mister /
And if you're supporting my wish to cavort with mics: sorted /
That’s all I think of while scrawling my /
Simple lines forming the gist, aligned, it's defined forthwith /
Scripts that encapsulate my forces //

ExP
Born to this artform always support it /
They’re sure that it’s dead and they forfeit, it’s morbid /
But from where I am it seems more like it’s jaundice /
Caused by a shortage of thought to reform it /
It means more to us than the flaunting of Porches /
I’m snoring in boredom, it’s rawness it’s short of /
Unfortunate for us but nor should we all just /
Ignore it and cause it to form into corpses //

Chorus 1
It’s the Flame Grillers serving you, words a bit differently /
No hates filling the verse in this instance, we /
Showcase skill with them worked to fit in between /
Dope breaks instilling the worth in turn building, we /
Flame Griller a verse with verbs hit the beat /
Straight sizzling service certainly singes speech /
Usurp slippery serpents spit synonyms at ninja speed /
And if you sit shivering we’ll bring the heat //

JND
And in spite of this certainty /
We juggle mics with a tighter grip permanently / nice with the verbals we /
Work harder, won't shirk the beat, fit the words it needs /
If you've lit your herbals, breathe, release, now repeat it, please /
And that’s only appropriate, if you smoke copious green /
If you don't and you're sober as me /
With your focussed honed over my speech /
Then you'll notice I'm potently dope if there’s opponents opposing my team //

ExP
Keen, to be noted and seen /
Cos no-one can blow up from hopes and a dream /
So we just mosey on, trying to grow from a seed /
With belief and a reason to cope with the grief /
Most of us seem to be hopeless with low self esteem /
Too scared to just go make a scene /
But you’ve only a brief life, a moment indeed /
So just own it, stop moaning and don’t wait and see //

Addverse
Move at a stellar speed /
Split my cerebellum into three symmetrical sides – pieces of energy /
One for the left of me, control telepathy /
Thinking up a recipe to follow it incessantly /
Second is my right side, dedicated by pride /
Ready to elevate it and celebrate the high times /
I spy, one piece left in my minds eye /
That’s my, verse to this beat, back in hindsight //

CHORUS 2
Flame Griller charging through; other dudes are starving you /
We bring enough heat to cook the meat on your barbecue /
At the park or with your garden crew, break bread and part the two /
We’re putting summat of substance in your party food //