Snatch’d from Ritchie
Male vocal, bright Cockney/East London accent, 95-100 BPM, hip-hop beat with double bass, street rap/market chant style, include shouts, instrumental breaks, intro/outro
Ivan P.·3:03
3:03
Snatch’d from Ritchie
Male vocal, bright Cockney/East London accent, 95-100 BPM, hip-hop beat with double bass, street rap/market chant style, include shouts, instrumental breaks, intro/outro
Creator: Ivan P.Release Date: October 19, 2025
Lyrics
[TECH TASK: Male vocal, bright Cockney/East London accent, 95-100 BPM, hip-hop beat with double bass, street rap / market chant style, include shouts in [brackets], instrumental breaks, intro/outro, total duration 3.5-4 min]
[Intro - Spoken / Beat starts]
Oi! Listen up, mate! [shout] Streets talk, we move quick, eh!
[Chorus]
Come on, sort the buyers from the spyers, [shout]
The needy from the greedy, [shout]
The ones who trust me, from the ones who don’t — [shout]
Believe me, mate, it’s easy! Oi! [shout]
If you can’t see value here today,
You’re not on my bloody wave! [shout]
Come on, hurry up and buy,
Or cry tomorrow, babe! [shout]
[Instrumental break - 8 bars, double bass & scratches]
[Verse 1]
I’m standin’ on the corner with a box of dreams, [shout]
Not talkin’ chicken, oysters, prawns and beans,
It’s gear so hot it splits the seams. [shout]
Twenty-five quid for the bloody lot —
Not one by one, take the whole damn spot! [shout]
Don’t think ‘cos it’s sealed it’s empty inside,
The only bloke sells empties when someone’s died. [shout]
So come close, lads, don’t be shy —
The man who dares is the man who buys! [shout]
[Instrumental break - 8 bars, bass groove & percussive hits]
[Verse 2]
Same hustle, different year, [shout]
New scam, same old cheer.
Clicks instead of coins, see? [shout]
Online dealers sellin’ dreams for free.
They call it “crypto,” they call it “hype,” [shout]
Same snake oil, different type.
From Brick Lane to Camden Town — [shout]
We buy bullshit, wear a shitty crown. [shout]
[Chorus]
Come on, sort the buyers from the spyers, [shout]
The needy from the greedy! [shout]
The ones who trust me, from the ones who don’t — [shout]
Believe me, mate, it’s easy! Oi! [shout]
If you can’t see value here today,
You’re not on my bloody wave! [shout]
Hurry up and buy,
Or cry tomorrow, babe! [shout]
[Bridge - Spoken interlude / Beat softens]
“Now listen, darling, don’t take it wrong — [shout]
this chain? Handcrafted by Italian masters,
stolen by English bastards.
Long as my arm, shame nothin’ else is that long!” [shout]
[Instrumental break - 12 bars, double bass & scratches, shout ad-libs]
[Outro - Spoken fade / Beat fades]
Take it or leave it, that’s my creed — [shout]
Don’t wait too long, or you’ll bleed.
The man who dares, the bird that flies, [shout]
London streets don’t tell no lies. [shout]
[Intro - Spoken / Beat starts]
Oi! Listen up, mate! [shout] Streets talk, we move quick, eh!
[Chorus]
Come on, sort the buyers from the spyers, [shout]
The needy from the greedy, [shout]
The ones who trust me, from the ones who don’t — [shout]
Believe me, mate, it’s easy! Oi! [shout]
If you can’t see value here today,
You’re not on my bloody wave! [shout]
Come on, hurry up and buy,
Or cry tomorrow, babe! [shout]
[Instrumental break - 8 bars, double bass & scratches]
[Verse 1]
I’m standin’ on the corner with a box of dreams, [shout]
Not talkin’ chicken, oysters, prawns and beans,
It’s gear so hot it splits the seams. [shout]
Twenty-five quid for the bloody lot —
Not one by one, take the whole damn spot! [shout]
Don’t think ‘cos it’s sealed it’s empty inside,
The only bloke sells empties when someone’s died. [shout]
So come close, lads, don’t be shy —
The man who dares is the man who buys! [shout]
[Instrumental break - 8 bars, bass groove & percussive hits]
[Verse 2]
Same hustle, different year, [shout]
New scam, same old cheer.
Clicks instead of coins, see? [shout]
Online dealers sellin’ dreams for free.
They call it “crypto,” they call it “hype,” [shout]
Same snake oil, different type.
From Brick Lane to Camden Town — [shout]
We buy bullshit, wear a shitty crown. [shout]
[Chorus]
Come on, sort the buyers from the spyers, [shout]
The needy from the greedy! [shout]
The ones who trust me, from the ones who don’t — [shout]
Believe me, mate, it’s easy! Oi! [shout]
If you can’t see value here today,
You’re not on my bloody wave! [shout]
Hurry up and buy,
Or cry tomorrow, babe! [shout]
[Bridge - Spoken interlude / Beat softens]
“Now listen, darling, don’t take it wrong — [shout]
this chain? Handcrafted by Italian masters,
stolen by English bastards.
Long as my arm, shame nothin’ else is that long!” [shout]
[Instrumental break - 12 bars, double bass & scratches, shout ad-libs]
[Outro - Spoken fade / Beat fades]
Take it or leave it, that’s my creed — [shout]
Don’t wait too long, or you’ll bleed.
The man who dares, the bird that flies, [shout]
London streets don’t tell no lies. [shout]