 He don't like one of them guys that I can't trust Atop a second knife in your butt A guy between your wise vise and bust He's peak, I'm at his side and he comes and she's pissed at ya Fidget nice and the puppy livin' life is a muck You like thirties still tellin' lies to your muck Gain high up for drugs but it's not weed You might be skyin' the guy but it's not me I'm supplyin' the bust, you know? Oh please, I've been lyin' you off but don't fuck me The girls, listen Bobby Rex and Shox, they act as a tag team Pick the same beat, handle it badly Who's next? Oh yeah, and be the athlete Lookin' like he's drivin' his vans in a canteen Frankie's a fat geek Danny's just mad keen Your two's relationship, that should attract heat Heretic? You ain't no blacken and hand cream Lookin' like some kind of African man beast I'm feelin' like I might diss Callum and Baxi If you ever rap again I'm a band, you is that peak Fuck Eric Farrell, he battles for white leagues Bagnola cameraman got jacked from his Baxi Tony and Josiah sound like my dad on a rap beat Only time that you should rap is to bandage your bad knees Wrapped to the spot crap that he had from a track three Best thing about his verse is the fact that he tags Aye, check it I'm a spit of 16 for viewpoint I look like I'm 16, I'm a cute boy I rap bars on the spot, I'm a rude boy They bite hard like a dog with a chew toy Who would pick a beat like this? Skippin' on the rhythm and the theme I switch to a different bit of liver Gonna ski my wrick, killin' beats on my fiend And I need my fix when I speak like this Walk with Stoner, I'm not much of a four room pollster But I do this for the culture I give my heart on the organ donor Speaking of Donald Trump, what a con I swear that guy's a devil, someone has to stop this He's a massive wrong and it doesn't have a conscience Like Adam Johnson, I'm just waiting for the day We catch him nonsense Immaculate rain on the top We're short like Immaculate I'm not here to make friends I don't like battleers But no, you don't flop, come to dark shit I could have that title whenever the fuck I want it You don't get what I'm saying, friend If Donald flopped it and exist You would not exist I'm at my peak, I'm at my peak I still want to talk about views and battles Alright, you talk about... You talk, yeah? You're talking about turning down battles, yeah? I had to mute Bad guards, that fire trash, the rubbish was lit Blastin' me back I'm the type that dug from the hip The first time I shot a gun, I was six My nickname was Slush Puppy I was one cold son of a bitch I read on your Facebook You was lookin' hot I glanced round I sat down I started bussin' off This bitch's pictures had my cock hard and the fuckin' rock Everything was going great Up until the money shop When my beard walked in with a baby And I was at that point where I couldn't stop I thought I'd got away with that shit Until I looked down at me hands What had I done? Where was the cum? That shit was drippin' off the forehead of my son Lisa Simpson went to veganism You know rounds of veganism? Oh, look at me, I'm dead Hedgehog fanatic Talk to this waste man Cause you punch bars in the battle And that makes you a fortune in the face back Now for those who don't know He hit my mind in the jaw with a straight bang Cause you knocked your hat off Now Carla, I would normally rate that But do you know what else rounds about? I don't want to talk to this waste man You should feel embarrassed You didn't leave him on the floor with his face flat Cause you suck a bunch of shit And it looked like you were trying to awkwardly shake hands Cause your arm was stretching all over the place Like Michael Jordan in space 2016, a new gear, a new routine The same bad skin, but new classics New blue jeans from two peas My name's still ringing on a new scene Haters can't bear it, lie prudes are a new beach My unique fan base include peeps Old school to new breed From bougie to bouquet to two street Yo, Art told me it's a title match I knew it was you cause of the way he told me He didn't even name you homie Just sent me a snake emoji You see when he was younger He was like one of those shy queens And looked like he dislikes violence If I didn't know any better I'd say this motherfucker's having a midlife icy Your faces make a hell of a nice dashing Your nose is like the head of a live python Cause they're not smooth stretched To an incredible size wider They could store more than 79 atoms If you look up the left one You'll eventually find diamonds And if you look up the right one You'll see Jefferson Pratt hiding You're not one of them, you're a dickhead And I'm running your Sullivan Man, I go pop, pop, pop Then I'm done with him and I didn't see what man I said whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa You're a lip safety, you know Man, I also jump on Mike and act like Rocky Cause he got lip size so that's just a low You got ADHD, well I'll go on with that You're a dickhead MC starter pack I can guess what time Hold on, let me talk to my son I don't like how you talk to your mom Nah, give me your hand Coming like no, double low Give me the mic and I'll show double low D, double E, double L, double X No one cares about no, double L You better get out, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck No vegan, you can suck my aubergine Emoji, then look at the shape of your dog G, look at your face as a whole G, the combination of those screams Alien emoji And I know I only wrote this whole scheme Just so it's just a quarter of full screens But if that don't blow your boat Emoji, you know I'm still the goat Emoji, let's go That's wheezy F, baby F is the phenomenon Certain rappers said that Like I know they said that as a joke It's the best I know that he thinks the word Phenomenal begins with an F But who is it? Lil Wayne Oh, yeah, yeah No, he can spell it I need to do the whole lasagna, bro I used to get fair mail Now I get hate mail Strong enough to take six Let's see if you can take 12 I shove a whole pie in your face That's a big sell I ain't gotta say a single word I'm a make-up I said, hey, if you talk that shit in I'ma spark the fittin' You're gonna shove a pie in my face Or you'll probably go walk to get it Rich homie-quan of Pokemon You see me in the club You think I'm throwing all kinds of sacks And then you come closer and see That I'm just stroking a tiny cat You gonna talk about something? Yeah, I hope you got some hands To go with them loose lips Hell, yeah, I got them hands Fuck you think I'm a shoot weapon Coke, have it That's why your price is retarded When life hits them hardest Use the blow to fix it Like it's a cartridge We didn't want to battle you But you're here now Welcome But someone set us up We're double the worst mess they are We've struck them deaf and dumb You may poo-poo us But we are such a clever bunch Your background hasn't changed Some things never does You monks could never touch us ever Someone tell the judge We go another level up That's a double-decker boss I think this man is the geezer His whole family deserve respect For producing such an immaculate creature I'll knock on your front door And say thanks to your dad And greet him with a pizza And I'll decorate your mum's garden With some plants and a feature I'll go into your little sister's room And give her a bag full of sweets And then into your little brother's room With a tracksuit that's feeler And let him smash me on FIFA I'll break into your nan's ass And I'll act like a cleaner And even fill up her ice cube And put it back in the freezer Tell him to stay silent Or get scarred up If you even coffee You're getting roasted when the star bucks That's the cost of being a boss A couple leave this being dying You wonder why I'm sleeping in coffee sleep Just reminding you all that Being great now Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo Are we on MD stroking the arm of a fudge? Yeah You didn't know the shit I went through to battle you Halfway into the flight We ran out of packaged food I maintain we did what we had to do When we ate that member of the cabin crew Halfway into eating his legs A woman from the back came through Like I found some extra sandwich I literally got off my fucking band And after three days I'm not even trying now I'm literally going to do the rest of this battle Lying down More time I'll tell my opponent to be a But you've seen this for yourself He's already laying in his granite That tattoo If you can't believe Why do you try to rap to you? I'm fucking rap to you I will slap you Backhand you Slap your mum and then fucking shag you You're known all around the gay pubs You look like Raph there If you didn't take drugs Little pussy, I want to play with me You getting hung out and left to dry Without a fair troll like Steven Avery So don't act like you big She gives me the biggest erection Face down to stick up the text Now I'm going to get serious with Ryan now I'm going to say something He won't want me crying out And it's not something he's going to take lying down You are at once Sorry, sorry I got caught I'll quiet down Hello Mum, yeah It's not really the best time to be calling It's currently getting a little bit awkward on stage No, no, no, I did already say I can't make MPD now I'm performing today Raptor Raptor You don't know it I said you'd rather miss Mancunian Another one, the battle Charlie Clips I know we're getting to it Right, okay Remember when we watched the title match You're half of it Raptor is the one whose parts we skipped Well, but some of my raster friends They keep hearing you say fumbaclar But no, you'll do that again You're starting to make my gang annoyed They tell me to tell you that you're acting as a boy And it's just a fake gimmick that the fans enjoy So they actually told me to tell you Suck your mother You're going to have to plead for that First I got hit with that bang I thought, oh shit, hit the fan But how the fan just hit you and oh shit I love you girlfriend And I think that she smells exceptional And that's in any perfume in the world Exceptional Don't even try that gangster shit with me It's not you, dude Honey boo boo and foo boo It doesn't suit you 260 pounds hard body Fucking doos doos I could probably pick up a bullet And shock it right fucking through you Dog It's a one round body like Bruce Bruce Calico And a serious guy But a hollow from this calico Will give you serious problems Don't get gassed up what you thought us hope is in you Well, let me blow the whistle We're just doing this to see if your growth continues You don't think I'll get casualty, mutt This a cavity search But before we let you on board to get past the barrier We've got to see if anything dope is in you If not, you're getting blown to bits Nothing left, bone and tissue I don't want you, but they know I'll kill you It will hurt me, but it's going to hurt you more Sheen sheen You'll see it You really think it's hard I mean fucking with me is not going to shape up You're going to need more than a barber Because you're looking at a man that will rub your phone And then follow you home for the charger See the legend goes If you spit three rounds you don't lose Family fuss bit one, you won't move I'm the total package I'm ticking all the boxes like nactile You're faggot If you're upset Better stop thinking about changing the subject How about we talk about the myverse battle When you said that you came with your son's head Since that moment You've been feeling a lot darker inside Your son's like Harry Potter Because what you left on his forehead Scarred him for life There's a good person in this battle There's some shit you couldn't help but address There was no point in flipping the coin Because with O's shirt Your top seems to end up on head I'm one of the best webhams this shit On beat you still need to prove you're a killer Jen I'm waiting for you to bring history Black Bill and Ted You brought a place up in fight I had to cut my own travel Had to take what was mine You live in London Swing a stake you're a place you can ride You got a pack on your back I've got a fucking nace, you know mine When will they learn to stop picking favorites See some swear solely stating situations And stipulations And initially It sound the same like alliteration Sure he's a little cold And it's a bit contagious But I can't sir I'm even more deadly I'm a vidya station I'm not a bad jay but not his daddy He's a bottle rapper Now I'm a backspot And that rapper's not when a bottle raps Just look at the fucking after my week Got a bottle in the stage Bro when I stole with a damaged cat So I dropped him like a vat I be tatting, I be tat raps It's back Trump is dead Let's be a drunk I need a shot to make him stumble back Like your boy who in real deal Whooped his fucking ass There's a video of a horse Fucking a man to death on YouTube On the sidebar The first suggested video is YouTube