The London Convention A Dozen Years Later Remix
Excerpt of MCD from film
“You know what? This is like history what you made here by having
Having so much UK rap artists in the same place at one time ya na’
That’s’ why I’m hanging around for a little while, are you filming that part?
It’s that history what Funky DL has made here by making… (history in the making)
All the rap artists be in one room at one time you na’ I’m saying?
It’s something what we can tell our children and our grandchildren about
You know I’m saying? (for real)

Intro (by Phoebe One)
Yo this is the L.O.N.D.O.N all-stars
Hah, welcome to the UK convention

Funky DL
Funky DL, Funky like ya’ Grandma’s breath
Take the M out of MC you got C left
Add a O’ yes we rock the ill type show
Took a year to teach the ocean how to maintain flow
Still I kick it, treat it like a waffle then I flip it
Your mic's made of paper but you still can’t rip it
Me and Stixx came to bring the pain no doubt
Get loose like your wisdom tooth then we out
MCD
Danger, member’ MCD’s no stranger to rhyme flows
Time will tell, fakes get exposed
Petro’ like you heard a thunder clap
This ain't’ no sleeping slumber rap
In fact it’s some typical rhyme form
I never been a pawn on chess boards
I deal with agenda’s yes I’m agitated by wack frauds
And then it ain’t a long ting no sing or song ting’
Don’t get me wrong seen you dealing with a lyrically strong king

Skinnyman
We see MC’s all fade away as we’ve see seasons come to pass
And only now we come to see that we must all get off our arse
DL has took the pupil from that Mud-Fam, Bury class
With his production we all function to it you with a blast
To make it last, I represent on mics without a doubt
Like hip-hop I’ll never stop it’s what I’m all about
Big up the MOBO award winning DL you get the shout
For giving me the chance to say big up from mud then I’m out

Blak Twang
Existing in this Babylon ses-pit, majestic
Young, black and restless, never try to test this
Left this with fire in my eyes and solar plexus
All praises due to the Father highly respected
Yes it’s unification
History in the making like Jamaican world cup qualification
A new generation MC that don’t pett
If you ain't’ calm reset it, then you get it (Taipanic)
ESP
Lyrics moving in a frantic motion, rhyming potion
12 MCs on a track boasting
Verbal exercise, now it’s stabilized, hypnotized
Vocals, Hackney local, album next year hopeful
Special agents in a hidden zone
But not alone, coming through with 12 Stone
Alpha and Omega, verbally sever
And amputate body parts watch ESP depart

TY
This is the T. to the Y. S. to the U. N. to the A. N. come again
Let me show you, S. to the H. O. to the R. T. double E
Blitz, where these people gonna’ go to
When we just rip it rough, styles that are ludicrous
There’s not much you can do to us even when you are rude
Killing it like Itchy and Scratchy, you know where to catch me
Marketing my next release while Shorts is scratching the patchy
Fa-fa-fa- far from it, people watch me like Halley’s Comet
Stimulate me if you’re lyrics are ill you need to vomit

Phoebe One
This be the vinyl analysis rock till it crumbles
Only Pheobeologist quake until it rumbles
Break the beat down, I’ll pin it all up in your spinal
Sit past tests UK props be the final
Major hit squads take you wild as we bopping
So many MC’s DL be inviting
World better recognize, more than may we mention
Welcome to the UK convention
Kwestmann
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Kwestmann
Mr motion picture hit you all up in the jam
Unite MCs on tracks like the Benetton
Where you from? London the scales must weigh a tonne
Whether some MCs think they’re the best MC’s
Only the best MC is a one that’s worth seeing
Whether European or universal not commercial
Got these tracks London Town surround we gonna’ hurt you

Q-Tee
Sometimes a poetess will be blessed with a rhyme
That flows easily line after line
People say come again one more time
And so it drops over the top long as the beat don’t stop
On as a beat goes on see where I’m coming from
Cos I got lyrics, yes Q-Tee’s lyrically wicked
It’s out of place to fornicate if you’ve been microphone frigid
And so I hit it when I spoke how it choke
Now biographically it’s called the murder that she re-wrote, I unquote

Fallacy
Hardcore from the squadron, whose the fire breathing
Bleach dragon Don? Man of the battalion rolling
Incredible, untouchable, what’s that?
Dress back, bullet proof, unbrushable
Wear my cap down low so my eyes don’t show
When the camera clicks it won’t steal my soul
My guiding light in a self humane place
I massage my ego face to face I lace

Rodney P
Yeah check anytime we come we dett
I know you never hear dem’ style ya’ yet so hear dis’
As we move, ya hear me dude we rude
And can’t lose cos’ dem’ style yeah represent all crews
And all ends, big up my MC friends
Who know it’s all about the lyrics again and hear this
You can trust it’s rough stuff we buss
But don’t sleep kah’ the reaper ain't sleeping on us for real

Outro (by Rodney P)
“Yeah, you know, this how we do it, anytime we pass through it
We got the flow to it you know, that’s rules. Big up all outta town MC’s but this one’s a London ting’ for real..