Scorcher Diss

Lyrics

[Intro] Oi, (I don't even know about war report) Snoopy, TMWP (Last time I heard it, Scorcher was on some hype) Mucky Wolfpack (Trust me) Oi Maniac, safe for this one, yeah? (Alright, look) Oi Gift, watch what I do to this guy [Verse 1] Oi Scorcher, come off the back boy stunting When I kick off, it won't be kicks I'm punching I'll carve your face in just like a Halloween pumpkin You're not a frontliner, so stop fronting How you gonna war man holding a blunt ting? Your whole head box slapped with punches Run up in your crib with the pumper and start pumping You better know this That's because I'm gonna fire in guns that are aimed at Scorcher He thinks he's bad because he's using the same line Back how he shanked up Walker But I don't care about Scorcher I might be a younger, and you might be an older But it don't take a genius to use a borer I'll take man apart like I'm bagging up a quarter Just come out of jail And the first night, I hear that Scorcher's sending for Wolfpack I'll light him up like a candle I know you're a bitch, you're a snitch like Randall You still hustle for tenants How you gonna rain on mine, when we own umbrellas? You ain't funny I can never get mobbed by a guy who gets robbed as a hobby I'm a bad boy, you're still a [?] [Verse 2] I don't know who Scorcher thinks that he is But I done more research to find out just who he is Tayó's a prick in the bits that's still taking bus What you know about whips? You claim you're a badman But, what badman goes jail for a parking ticket? I'll take you out of the scene like Tipp-Ex You better know this I can get D Double E [?], Boy Better Know me I'm S N double O P And you might see me in black Boy Better Know T In a whip with swingers, giving Eski You better know I'm too fucked for a younger Got away with two murders, not bumper So why would you think that you scare me? That's strong like find him pose in the penitentiary [Verse 3] Look, I'm a [?] but pumping kilograms So I've pumped, shouting North, kill a man Run in your drum with a bag of man like "where's Scorcher?" There's not a time where beefing is mellow right So how you be telling man that you're doing this With the word you've pitched Right from curb to curb, that's all bullshit Sending for Wolves, that's claiming your life This guy wear red in a bull-pit Like wearing a cross in a Muslim community You ain't got a gun shot a mini You ain't got a leng with a full clip Even if I didn't, I can still get busy with the tool kit I'll rearrange the face, I'll rearrange the bore And cut your throat, you ain't no pimp in the road You ain't prince, you're a [?] [Verse 4] Scorcher, let me get fucked with the flow Tings that he spat make him such a Monroe Putting him out without the use of a hose You're not a bad boy, let it go, let it go Oi, hold on, let me get fucked with the flow Tings that he spat make him such a Monroe Putting him out without the use of a hose You're not a bad boy, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go You're not a bad boy and everybody knows You're a prick with a baby face, enough better [?] If we took him to the streets, nah, you wouldn't come close Because your name, no one respects on the roads You're a big 21, I'm 16 years old I'm 16 years old, look But I'm badder than you by loads I'm badder than you by far You've been robbed for your car You've been robbed for your R6 and your [?] You're not a bad man, you're just a prick with bars Tried to slew Wolves but failed Heard you got battered in jail Heard you got robbed for your metal Heard you were kissing the tramp on the lips And your case when he couldn't [?] [Verse 5] So that Scorcher's on a hype ting on a dub Fuck trying to get a reload with a tune I will clap that mug, reload, then boom Scorcher get clapped in his own living room If it ain't that, I will go bothering my goons Waiting to see his face on the chrome afternoon Wrap him up, shank him up, put him on a tune That's what happens when he send for my crew Because he ain't a badman, he's just any other guy Frisco phoned him and made him apologise So wagwan with sending? At least back your talk if you know that you're gonna hype It's not like we don't know where you live It's just there's no point when I open your crib You're broke as hell, you ain't got nothing to give Plus you're already dead, bullied in your own bits You ain't allowed to be seen coming out of your house So how dare you run your mouth Like you're some kind of war guy? All this talk about leng in your bars Be real, it's all poop pies Know that I roll with Gift Know that we roll with the clips I know that you roll with pricks And the pricks that you roll with, roll with the snitch And that's you, look [Bridge] x2 I rob niggas, and you get robbed by niggas I clap triggers, you get clapped up by triggers I dig gold, you fought for gold diggers My flow's cold, you hear it and shiver [Interlude] Get me bruv? Like, I don't know about you, but, I could never get beat up and robbed in front of my girl and run away Like, all this talk you talk about Luke Skywalker, bruv You got robbed for your car, you got robbed for your bike, like, fucking stab quickly and start hiding bruv? What's all this about? "I shank Walker", blud you're fassy, get me? You're a big man, go get a job, get off the roads Fam, you're not even on the roads bruv Like, you talk shit bruv You watch other people doing rap bars about that You ain't no buster bruv, don't know nothing bruv