//dissrespect\\
[passive recording]
"erm.. this is just a quick message.. obviously it's been on my mind for a minuet, and obviously i’m not kind of... i'm not tryna come in here and like... do all the mad ting and like whatever. cause i'm not... i’m not a drama person. everyone in here knows this innit?
I just wanna know... who...does and doesn't get paid on this thing? do you know what i mean?... i hear like some people get paid 'this amount' and du-du-du-du-du... like im not sittin here asking, like "you man pay me du-du-du-du-du" like, i don't really give a fuck innit. but i'm just asking innit, cause i don't think its really fair if people are picking and choosing who gets bread from this ting or not...."
[intro]
There's a valuable lesson to be learnt here
Wouldn’t be doing this if it weren’t fair
*laughs*
[verse ]
Pussive weren't getting paid, real talk he should be making a mill
They had smil3z and skamz in the house while pussive baked in the field
All that money they made and pengame couldn’t even pay for his meals?
I know that this shits fucked up but at least you know how slavery [feels]
You know what's actually dumb? see this man's 21
And 38 is the age of the guy who is actually mashing your mum
Your mum is the freak of the week, so finding this shit was easy to me
Cause your stepdad follows me on the gram, and i found out his brother is d-double-e
Your mum is a bimbo and i've got info, so you can’t hurt me g
Cause d double met your mum and he said that her pumpum's "dirty-t"
Personally, i wouldn't have that
But there i was, preeing her snapchat (rahh)
Then i saw her boyfriend, he was lookin' like steven the madman
I didn't know you had a wifey g
Wasyou gonna put a ring on the bitch and get m-a-double-r-i-e-d'd?
Is this her? brother err..., she is looking like a minus g
Your boy smashed, but ill smash my screen if she came up on my tv
Nah, that's a bit wrong
She was up for the streets, sucking up on every ding-dong
She was probably up and down, taking trips don
Maybe she was with sox getting pissed on
Linking your best friend wearing a pink thong
Whilst you was in the studio rapping shit songs
I'm glad you ain't wifed that- "when your girl looks like a man with makeup and lips on"
How many man put cock in your girl?
Thought she was the only one rocking your world?
I bet you thought she was an angel? now jacobs got to suffer in hell
Season 5 thought you was gonna win? you was gettin' gassed-up, cocky as well
But you had the sloppiest girl cah meanwhile she was getting cocky aswell
Left you stressed and that
She cheated with your bestfriend and that
I thought you was all blessed and that?
But really, where's the respect and that?
You even made him bread and that
You even bought him sets and that
Whilst you was getting reloads on stage
She was 'chilling' backstage and sexing that
Let me get this straight...
So the boy you bought on stage, into the rave, moved to your babes, when you complained, got banged in your face- that is insane
Well what can i say this prick was in love
She didn't even wanna give you a son
"cause no woman wants to have a kid with a bum"
Are you mwaaad!?!
[outro]
Left my name alone
Hm...now the game is over
Yo, my cousin is my producer
But this time i didn't need this help...
Cause this time i made the beat myself
("this round's produced by me..." hahaha)
It's r-e-n to the d-m-c...
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//disscipline\\
[verse]
Prynlee dissed your hygiene, my g
And you can't buy your own chicken and chips
Clocked why you're wearing 'dirty goods'
Cause you were outside just sitting on bins
[passive recording]
"the other day, outside the shops with man like lurkz
And the man named fendry was there
Fonzo was there, yeah?
Come out the chicken shop
Fonzo's giving me a box of chicken
I'm like.... "yo, my fucking guy"
So i'm eating his chicken now, yeah?
I've sat down
And now i'm sitting on top of this bin"
[verse]
Prynlee dissed your hygiene, my g
And you can't buy your own chicken and chips
Clocked why you're wearing 'dirty goods'
Cause you were outside just sitting on bins
All of your boys stopped rocking with you
And your girl did too, she was living in sin
Don't let me draw for the camouflage garms
Have ren dmc on a militant ting
That you was a savage (no)
Thought that i won a challenge (what?)
Thought i'm way below average (hmm?)
He's still on internet chatting (*sigh*)
Tell them why we ain't clashing
Here's the reason why you won't happen
Cause you found out what i found out
You're scared of getting embarrassed (pussy)
Try spin the narrative like i am too obsessed
You was begging me, not the other way round
I'm bullying now and you got vexed
I don't care about barring
I don't care about lyrics
Just hear these gimmicks
Cause i'm scary with it
So just hold on cause i'm nearly finished
The champ is lit
And pengame i've mastered it
So clash the kid
Your life that you gambled with
And i could never be a bitch like passive is
The tramp is him
But watch how i trample him
"100%"
Trust what i said, did he run from the clash?
"100%"
Is he still getting mad?
"100%"
Did i use his voice on the track?
"100%"
And this ain't your bedroom
So why did you leave pengaming a mess?
Take off the "p" in the 'i-v-e'
All i can see is an a-double-s
Passive's a pussy, don't put in no passion
I pull up with pressure and pred how i pack him
I clock the pattern
I know why he's passive
Cause i could just slap him
And nothing will happen (bitch)
You bitch
I don't belong to a league, you bitch
Won't be on g-zone season 1
Won't be on pengame season 6
I am on my own team, you bitch
Now you know who you're dealing with
And stop saying it is beef, you prick
Go beef the boy that beat your chick
Cause he's more bassline, i'm more grime
He's more ksi, i'm more prime
Swear i might hump this guy
If i hear p-a-double-s one more time
You get gassed cause you spell your name
We know your name don't think we're dumb
Guess who else can spell their name?
My daughter, and she's in year one
I speak for everyone here when i say this
I don't give a fuck what you're writing g
It's 'p-a-double-s-i-v-e'
You never say nothing exciting g
If you try send for the king, brudda you'll go 'm-i-double-s-i-n-g'
Then me and your mum will be sitting in a tree
And we'll be 'k-i-double-s-i-n-g'
And just for the record, record, record
Say that i sound like a broken record
Most reloaded, crowd controlling
Look at the views of broken records
Season vet, put a neek in check
Just pass me the mic, i'ma show him tekkers
"oh my days... ren's flows the same"
When you're cold like this, man you don't need effort
[outro]
(*laughs*)
Im telling you... he ain't worth no more time man
(pussive)
So should i slide-tackle the boy, slap up the boy, prove that he's actually moist?
Trying to rap black, but you're not blacker my boy
Took your flow and this is just practice my boy
(boy)