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Copping pains at night Better off going bar hopping Waiting to fight, right? Nobody wants to get tapped by the gauntlet If you got it flaunt it, they say rap is on it Rip 'em to shreds Give 'em the bread while sippin' the red, bled Chip in the the head, MCs is bought in soul Their rhymes ain't worth the weight they cost in gold It's like a thin chain from here to Brisbane Y'all shall not print his name in vain Snottily putrid, true grit Came to spew spit like bodily fluid with mucus Crews is useless, act like you knew it Either that or get cold smacked like bluid, true it Rules is rules, backed right into it Ghouls is fools that's too cracked for school Other way that you care to be payed Hear the echo of the bang in the cockney rhyming slang Hurricane the fool your terrain Hear the echo of the bang in the cockney rhyming slang No guts no glory, what your story Bore me poorly, saucy oftenly, enough for coffee Rarely scarcely scary clary stare, let's be very clear MCs is derriere, as well as aware, wearily Just dont be nearly near you hear me? (Yeah!) Slow flow speed beats see us on the speeds From your nosebleed seats DOOMington son, once all the swimming's done Leaves the room with the groom's unassuming blooming nun Sideway trainers like Barrigan Hear radiant wavy baby skin He stay pimping, rocky diamond ring Uncle flow grandson, cockney rhyming slang Flows is handsome, cockney rhyming slang (There go your anthem, cockney rhyming slang)
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