Lord of the Mics 6: P Money vs. Big H Clash

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[Round 1] [Big H] If I whack man's head with a baseball bat That will take off his baseball cap Man wanna talk about H and that like Why would you say all that when You're some homo Money Can't see you like you owe man money Funny man jokes, you are so not funny H is gully You were on 1Xtra How comes you didn't bring Blacks or Despa? How come you look like some African wrestler? Man don't know about you in Manchester You were in Prague, left Despa to starve and Them man didn't have P's to go yard I don't wanna hear about beats and bars cah Them man there don't believe your bars Ak Rifle get man gassed Front door kicked off, windows smashed Run up in the crib, leave the kitchen trashed Who's this prick that Ghetts didn't clash? Zing zing zoom quick get man moved Dashed outside barefoot, no shoes What? Punch up man and take his food Head gone, dead song Clash H? that's long Wipe man out with a bomb Big 45 send you straight Hong Kong Are you learning Money? I was earning money Fire and smoke, burning money Don't talk, it ain't concerning money [P Money] I knew that you was gonna say that fam I knew, wanna know how I know? Cause this fucking arsehole went and said it On his Twitter, that's when I knew! Had it in the bag, this skinny dread fag Hasn't got a clue, doesn't even wanna tell the truth Now your lyrics are about to be shut down And the funniest thing is it's all cause of you When I was at Glastonbury two years in a row on stage OGz were THERE When I was in Croatia, busy in the day, getting busy in the eve OGz were THERE Dropped Eskimo, got the biggest reload at the Wireless Fest OGz were THERE At Fabric -- you shouldn't chat shit -- at Fabric OGz were THERE I got respect for them, everybody knows Eskimo Dance, I never done a show And not made sure OGz are involved I turn down money, that's how it goes Picking out clothes, bringing them shows You were digging out your nose and lipsing your bro I was making sure they was getting proper dough You was letting next mans piss in your bowl [Big H] Heard you're gonna clash P Money And I'm getting paid, damn, that's free money Remember them days when I couldn't see money? Now look, them man are giving me money I could make more money Smash your face and take your money Zing zing zoom, what, man's in a -- What? Yo [H asks Logan Sama to reload him, derailing the clash for a while] Can't be a king if you ain't ruled Man ain't no clown, can't get fooled H on mic, now you're getting schooled Yo, listen out when your name gets called Tell me are you stupid, tell me are you dumb Tell me what you did, tell me what you done Stand over there, watch me go number one Just like Scratchy man will get bun [P Money] Swear down you've finished? Is it my fault my man's flow is so shit I can't tell if he's talking or spitting? I mean Jammer, can you smell that? Blud, are you talking or shitting? I don't know what you cook in your kitchen But your Chun-Li breath is definitely kicking When I first heard what my man said I thought to myself "don't get me vexed" Man said he's got cats and fleas I said "Fam, why you got so many pets?" That ain't a trap house, don't talk wreck Just be honest, your yard is a mess I'll kidnap Dans, chief up Bosses Slap up Presidents and chief up Dreads And fuck 9 Milli Major The biggest thing about you is your belly I was gonna link H's girlfriend Then a man showed me her arse was flatter than a telly I bent her over, she was like "Noooo, I wasn't ready" How can she have a plasma arse That ain't even HD ready? Mad, yeah, always ready But that time P Money weren't quite ready Every time she opened her legs blud I smelled something mad and my boner went to a semi Cause she fucking stunk blud God bless the 141, I'm just glad man rang her on private number [Round 2] [Big H] Who is this guy? Tell me, who's in a crew with this guy? Jammer, what we gonna do with this guy? Swear, I'll start slewing this guy Why do you dress like that? Fam, you look a mess like that Manna get stressed like that Can't come round all blessed like that If I pull out the AK, don You'll be like "rah, where's JJ gone?" Man will play Fifa, winner stays on Smash man's Xbox, whole game done You ain't deep like I am To get where you are you had to eat out Sian Swear, Little Dee beat Sian Them gyal are dead like Princess Diane What you take man for? Don't you know I will break man's jaw? What you hating for? Them man don't like H anymore What you take man for? What you take man for? Don't you know I will break man's jaw? What you hating for? Them man don't like H anymore I was serving bricks Dragged MCs out of German Whips Two draw, two draw, man go skitz How can he talk like H ain't rich? I don't wanna hear about P Or about Jendor or Little Dee Knife and fork when we eat OGz Any funny business I'm gonna squeeze [P Money] Man are real territorial, bury you alive Literally or metaphorical Any question with the weapon you're rhetorical He wouldn't see it coming even if he was the oracle They wanna put me up against Big H, I'm in hysterics They think this is gonna be historical Man didn't wanna butter me in person I slapped him all over the net like it was volleyball You can describe me in one word, phenomenal I learned to talk by myself, I am not a fool Master of the class but I ain't got a school You can't catch me slipping, are you mad? I'm rolling with twin barrels called horrid and horrible Fuck your nose up blud, you ain't gotta snort Last chance, are you sure you don't wanna walk? Are you sure blud? I looked in your face, said "me Act like Big H, nah, not me" Tried to diss my ex but I saw your girl And I looked at her pic like "that's not me" I went on my phone and I rang Skepta And he said "nah blud, that's not me" Went on my Twitter, posted a pic and Everybody said "nah, that's not P" You know why? P! Let me say that again Motherfucker I'm P They wanna clash me Man showed me the tweet, I said "let's talk P Jammer, let's talk P [?] Wait, let's talk P Motherfucker I'm P [Big H] Cuh man are big over there Them man can't live over there Don't care who you're with over there Man will take off your wig over there What? When mannaman hungry, mannaman eat When mannaman tired, mannaman sleep-- Man had to chief up Trim- [Round 3] [P Money] When I showed my mate your vid he was like "P are you clashing a girl or a guy? Serious question though, is he alright?" I said he's a badman, he said "yeah right A badman who wears his hair to the side? Fuck off, them boy there you gotta mind Real battyman things going on in his mind Look at him, definitely swallows his pride" I hate "Taiyomi I Peugeot" guys Tell "Taioymi I Peugeot" lies Had a C-class in his music vid But he had a red Peugeot in real life Dents on the roof, even more on each side When I first saw that whip I was like Fuck ringing Westwood for a Cribs session You should have phoned Westwood to Pimp Your Ride Never ever ever diss German Whip But I will definitely diss your ride "Mannaman speed", are you sure you're alright? Ask him again, are you sure you're alright? In first gear revving into the ends Ask him again, are you sure you're alright? I don't think he's alright, I see man drive to the garage it's like "it's me again! boss it's me again!" Bossman put his arms on his head "I told you, two days ago, this is dead Your brakes don't work and your tyres ain't got no tread You're better off riding a ped Gonna cost a chest and a back, not an arm and a leg Your car is a shed And your head gasket ain't got no head [Big H] Wanna clash me then? That's kinda risky I'm Big H and you're a lickle mystery Some lickle battyman don't know my history All the years man spent on the grizzly Blud who are you? Some lickle battyman, don't know you Can't be a badman, look at your crew They're all eediots just like you Oh, you zimmy? My name's H and you don't want to see me Who's got my money? Gimme gimme gimme Want a fast car with a satellite thingy I'm so close to cold they call me chilly Wanna test H? Alright really? You must be stupid, stupid like silly Manna get angry, manna get milli AK rifle [P Money] Like, like, that's all I ever hear from this bredda, like Sounds like a chick on my insta, like Talk about German Whip all you like but Every time I hear your lyric, I'll be like "he said he had a German Whip, so do I So how come our whips don't look alike?" Mannaman drive whips mannaman like? Oh shut up, that ain't the whip you like Blud I've seen the whip you like it's dead I've seen the whip you like it's dead I've seen the whip you like it's dead You're going too far with this Bloodline rep Man got an X reg in red That ain't a German Whip, I said That ain't a German Whip, it's French Seatbelt's fucked and your gearstick's hench Clutch is F'd, petrol's red Car full of crumbs, boot is a mess Winding the windows down with a wrench Winding the windows down with a wrench And your backseat's tall like a bench Used to be skinny, got in your car Turned the wheel once, came out hench [Big H] That's out of order, you can't say that Boy better know, nah, you can't say that Anything I say it's like you can't say that You can't say that That's out of order, you can't say that Boy better know, nah, you can't say that Anything I say it's like you can't say that [P Money] I beat the tune, I tell them P I beat the tune, and if any MC Coming in shouting, his head GONE Left the room, I tell them P I beat the tune, I tell them P I beat the tune, and if any MC Coming in shouting, his head GONE I linked this girl with a funny accent When I said "you got a man?" She said she didn't I said "what's your name?" She was like "Leanne!" "Where ya from?" "I just moved to Wigaan!" "You mean Wigan?" "Yeah, Wigaan. I moved in with my sister Rihanne!" Then I took her to the field and put my head through her chest Now they're calling me Zinedine Zidane [Round 4] [Big H] Wanted Wiley, but I got P Don't even know why I bother MC Can't roll deep if you're not an OG Jammer I told you, D Double E This ain't D Double E He ain't from Newham or Bow E3 Come from South like your name's Asha D What? Man can't try and clash me Mannaman's hungry again What? Slew this monkey again What did you say? Can't be my name In the clash have to pull out the pumpy again I ain't gotta say, you know it all Man ain't no eediot, man ain't no fool Gotta stay calm, gotta stay cool AK rifle What? Shotgun ting Done with the clash, shotgun ting When I see Wiley, shotgun ting Chief up Trim on some shotgun ting Shotgun ting Done with the clash, shotgun ting When I see Wiley, shotgun ting Chief up Trim on some shotgun ting [P Money] You spell like a 50 year old, deluded, concussed Blind, schizophrenic, jafakan That's depressed with the ultimate sadness On top of that, you're shitter than Badness No one can help you, not even Practice German Whip? Don't let him chat shit This prick couldn't afford my tax disc For the last ten years you've blagged it If it ain't crack you're smoking catnip Googled your name and I saw some mad shit Skinny hermaphrodite on some drag shit £180 for a tyre Time to buy four, to him that's a madness Only a broke man does something drastic You got three bags, started doing backflips Look at big hooliswag, look at big hooliswag [???], big hooliran Didn't wanna clash, big hooliran They reshot your whole video and still put you in a big hoolivan Cause you're big hooliswag, big hooligat [Big H] My name's H not Harry Can't try take man for Tim and Barry What? Lights and camera I don't carry Can't test man with the tool and bally I was in country, they brought a lot Who's that calling? Must be a shot What? I make grime and he makes pop Trust, done, that's you blud [P Money] I slewed you that time Slewed you in front of your crew that time You thought I would remix you that time But I remixed Titch not you that time Cause I'm smart, man never knew that time You was in that German Whip tune that time But you weren't talking the truth that time Man got that footage of you that time Oh yeah, I swear that was him that time Driving a 206 that time Blud I know you was pissed that time They rolled up to your whip that time like Where was your German Whip that time? So where was your German Whip that time? Got in the car, everybody's screaming Where was your German Whip that, that time? Where was your whip that time? Flat tyres and your brake lights out You drive a PG 9 now, it's mad for you That time, Where was your whip that time? Flat tyres and your brake lights out You drive a PG 9 now, it's mad for you