G3ddis - What U Gonna Do? lyrics

I'm a co*ky prick called Geddis Ill bate your face until you look like Rocky Dennis! I'm a menace that's sick as f** So they throw their hands up like its 2 girls 1 cup! They can't get enough of my rhymes coz there so fat and ill So I've got them on all sorts of medicine and diet pills! My menacing sk**s put the MC in magnificent So its evident your careers are over! Coz you queers put the MC in mediocre! I'm a joker who spits harder frees than Paul Walker hitting trees But whats worse he's cursed to be Undertaker's finisher reversed coz he's A Driver turned Pile of bones stuck under a Tombstone! And if you didn't like what i said you can póg mo thóin! You'll get owned coz its well known that you can't spit Even a d**h person is certain you sound sh** in the booth! So you queers will disappear like its magic POOF! What the f** you gonna do with your sh** spit? (So what the f**! , so what the f**!) My bars will hit you so hard you'll forget the alphabet! (So what the f**!, So what the f** you gonna do? ) X4 Listen! When it comes to beaten me spitting frees You have a better chance convincing a blind man he can see! Cos good rhymes coming out your lips Don't exist like a fat b**h with small nips! I'm so aggressive when I spit they make me wear a muzzle I'll rip you to bits and you'll be likes pieces of a puzzle! So take caution when I'm on the microphone I'm like Austin I'll knock you out stone cold! Behold my style is more wild and vile Than a pedophile on Jeremy Kyle finding out He's been molesting his own child! While what you pricks record they pay you not to stick it in stores Coz all your rhymes stank so the CD be worth more if it was Blank! So ya stanks better give it up while you still can Coz even Madeleine McCann is bound to be found Before they find any man who likes who you sound! Ya clowns write raps but are unable to see the mess you make Just like a blind man when he ejaculates! What the f** you gonna do with your sh** spit? (So what the f**! , so what the f**!) My bars will hit you so hard you'll forget the alphabet! (So what the f**!, So what the f** you gonna do? ) X4 When I spit the crowd arounds ecstatic But for you they're quieter than Ann Frank in an attic! Your pathetic and to find any decent lines in your rhymes is illusive Coz it's mutally exclusive for good rap music To feature any single lyric your producing! I'm introducing a sound so crisp it's gonna slap you with the ba** Like Chris Brown slapping Rihanna in the face! When I'm rapping the earthquakes and I break the ozone When your rapping your more fake than Katie Price's Silicon! So the only time anyone will like to see underground Is when your buried "under the ground" ya clown! I'm profound so go and grab a noose! Coz your lines are as basic as a rhyme from Dr.Seuss! And that's the truth so what the f** are you and your raps gonna do? Cos even Bruce "Trans" Jenner has bigger balls than f**ing you! What the f** you gonna do with your sh** spit? (So what the f**! , so what the f**!) My bars will hit you so hard you'll forget the alphabet! (So what the f**!, So what the f** you gonna do? ) X4 So what you gonna do? (what the f**!) So what you gonna do? (what the f**) So what you gonna do? (what the f**) What the f** you gonna do? (what the f** you gonna?) X2