Athlete’s Foot (Lethal B Diss)

Lyrics

[Intro] Oy oy oy oy oy Blood You are trying to blast me out, then (Eski, eski) You can't black me out blood (Eski, eski) The only person who can black me out is [?] Let me chat about Lethal B (Eski, eski) No Alright then (Boy, boy, boy) Too tough (Eski, eski) Squidla, Qasim (Boy, boy, boy) Everyone's trying it (Eski, eski) I hear everyone on the radio teaming up, like four crews together (Eski, eski) Is that what it is then? Oy Lethal, is that what it is blood? Oy, oy Listen up, yo [Verse] Your mum's got athlete's foot Flat chest, black face, blacker than soot If you didn't know, Lethal the Bizzle is a moot [?] a prick, he'd better stay put, blood don't get shook Lethal, you've never been a crook My name's roasting hot, your name ain't cooked Still, you want to chat book So I'm gonna get dark like Foots Swing them right hooks Left hooks, uppercuts and bare headbutts You will need ten plasters, grazes and cuts Must be covered up to keep the image going Where you going, nowhere for now I'm blowing up, hurry up, I'm not seeing you You're not catching up I'm saying 'Lethal, better tie your shoelace up' Qasim is a prick on the road, I boy him up on the road What is it on the road Balance ain't weighing up on the road Like who's a prick on the road Who's got a stick on the road I see your girl on the road You say that I only like young girls on the road But that's a lie, 'cause I like your girl on the road I like your girl, I like the way she smells on the road Found out that she's the right age on the road (right age) You told me, you got young guys on the road And I can tell you, there's no under-15s on my road Pricks trying to sound big on the road (road) Using the word 'bro' to sound good on the road (road) None of you pricks do shit on the roads If you're going to shoot me, do it now, I'm on the roads (I'm on the roads) The roads, the roads, learn about the roads So educated when it comes to the roads That's why I know about fake niggas on the roads [?] Qasim, Squidla, [?] Everybody trying to clash me on the roads Decide that they weren't [?] on the roads Check yourself, check you don't break bread on the roads And I don't see you knocking off heads on the roads If you want to try and beef me, pretend on the roads And go against me, I eat dry bread on the roads (roads) I'll disappoint you, I'll disappoint your crew And you'll regret anything you said to me on the radio, the roads It's just me, one on the roads Against so many sly MCs on the roads Some of them even think they can swing on the roads Some of them think they can shout me on the roads I try to be patient when I come on the roads But then I lose my patience when I come on the roads [?] is a wasteman when it comes to the roads Don't even help out his own crew on the roads If you're rough enough, try and make a move on the roads 'Cause I will get harsh, I will make a move on the roads Do I sound like I care, on the roads If you've got prayers backing your crew on the roads Boy better know I'll beat him up on the roads I'm serious like Jme on the roads Top boy, that's what you want to be on the roads I hear I'm chatting about bare bullshit on the roads So