Scorcher Diss

Lyrics

[Intro] Geez, oh, oh, (Mad) North, South, East and West (What is really going on?) Aha, HMP Wooh (Burn your doors) I ain't even acting, I swear I'm the end of the act (Burn your doors) Trust me, rude boy, oi All this War Report Some dickhead ting I told you MCs how many times? (Burn your doors) We don't war on the mic (Trust me) You know me We war on the streets, look (Bang, bang, certified) [Verse 1] This ain't gonna be a little tour, I'm only doing this once Because when I war, I only do it with guns I don't lyrically war, especially with chumps But that's why I'm only doing this once Because I ain't like none of them guys that pull stunts Because I pull snubs, it's only off punks I ain't just an MC, and I ain't no cunt I bang guys and young guys just like lunch I ain't been around because I've been grinding for months While I'm around, I don't waste time on this skunk I want dough, so I'm billing lines on the cunt And boy better know that I got a nine in my fronts Bars special, cah I like how he dumps It's back on, [?] [Interlude] I swear down this boy's some jammed don [Verse 2] I swear down, it's noise hype You tried to say Roman but can't even pronounce his words right You might've got his first hype But it took how many takes, to get his verse tight? But I ain't hating your work I'm just saying that you didn't do the whole take the first time But me, nah, I'll merk mine And it's a long time that I'll burn tracks like a [?] And I don't tell no lies I'm a road guy and I love doing this road life But Scorcher tells the most lies He don't know about any brown, he don't know snow white Scorcher's not a road guy He might've been to prison, but don't listen to this guy's lies He don't know what the road's like Because if he did, he would know that in Roman we merk guys He don't know what doing work's like He's never put in no work, and he ain't never merk guys You thought he was one of the worst guys He ain't the type, he reminds me of one of them church guys He don't know what Bow's like And he dissed Roman, then I know that he nose stripes I bet you're gonna send me [?] This little mad yout, I'll stab you with your own knife [Verse 3] God's Gift's the name but I used to be Pepsi I've never played with whoever disrespects me I ain't saying you better not test me But I'm saying what are you to me, what you're to Eski And if man thinks I'm just talking lessly Cah I ain't even known in calling, you get me? I'll pull up my index on the trigger like the text beep And I don't mean decks when I say I got ten leaks I swear cus, I could've moved up on next street I'm in [?] tearing through 'em loud on the next street Smart, didn't think you would test me But I know that you didn't think you would hear me the next week But you are, because I'm far from an MC On DVDs and our documentaries The whole gang represents me I started this but you wanna go against me? Chatting about bounce off your tools Your tools don't impress me I've been bored before, you don't affect me So Scorcher, none of your bars don't stress me I can't take it to heart because you're just a next week And you might wanna test me But I warned if you don't wanna So I'm coming on the [?] Even though my two rep me I don't need no one, I got my own gun to protect me Scorcher's got a bit cheeky You said my name in vain like say he can beat me But Scorcher can't beat me Lyrically or physically because he's too neeky And I mean that deeply Yeah you might have a knife but his life ain't greazy He's always on the PC He's always online and I aim where the streets be [Verse 4] The front line's where the streets be I don't need time, so I can tell you that life ain't easy There's bare CCTV But I know when I gotta disappear like a genie So since you're now in E3 Cah the street's big, so that's you that's in E3 You don't have to relieve me That's how I hurt like I hurt, you writ lyrics for me So I did phone your phone but only to see If you was really involving me Because I ain't mixed up in your bullshit beef I'm in the big stuff, on an important case And miss those exporting chiefs Make an MC erupt like a morning breeze So fix up if you're talking to me I'll kick your lips shut, because I talk in Ps You need to put your shank back because it's [?] And that is a dry spot, stop hustling me Try that on the same level as me Because your actions ain't loud and your talk is cheap And right now you've been walking street But on your next tune, that'll be you talking deep Probably don't even get no sleep Pussy [Outro] That was easy, yeah I ain't even trying hard And I ain't gonna try hard Because I ain't wasting time with none of you guys