[Intro] Here's the problem with Pete He hasn't got any feet So what the f**'s he standing on when Gid's on the beat x2 [Verse 1] Touching Tetty with that Asian Flow clearly You grew that beard to compensate for the short back and scenery I'm on another tier, level and I'm steamy, Pete Hot as a brazier when I rap on a creamy beat You've seen me eat meat, and greet teets with dreamy sleep You can't do that, nor can you believe my feats Back on some slander to resuscitate the banter Tetty Saga in the past, consider this the rantier More credible legible edition of the aforementioned, ascended Calling "ploby" from the bench to centre Inventor of placenta, dissenter of magenta, ingenuous indentor, incredulous incrementer Giden's temper is tempered to be tougher than a brick I'm bringing intent and utter sk** to inflict suffer on this prick Getting on my wick, like bu*ter on a stick, I'm lubing up the lyricry simply put to make you sick I've been charging like Doduo with a sky attack Compiling raps, now you're like "this guy is back" Frying iKraxus with a bit of lacklustre dust from the urn of his last cousin I'll rip you like a piece of paper, make you meet your maker Scrape you of your feeble nature, feed you to the danger By the way, my new rap name is "big daddy Gid rap dangerous flamer with a pager never on his best behaviour" Noones been graver since the man himself Minecraft and Q&As demand the wealth Peter's abilities i will sand and quelch Until there's no remainder you can scran and felch [Verse 2] Hey guys, welcome back to PokéMMO IKraxusGames here with every lyric ephemeral Detrimental approach to encroach upon this joke I'm bespoke, every word glimmers like an emerald You're a seven year old, I win the medals of gold When I pedal through marathon and give you a damaging Haggling a rap standard out of this embarra**ment Peter I'm not mad I'm simply saddened: you're an accident You'll never rap your way out of an establishment Forever encapsulated in my lyric management back room I a**umed you knew I'll make a rapper choke like my rhymes are a vacuum Light a fire underneath a slapper like a crack spoon I also didn't think that I'd be back soon But I felt the need to reiterate and also ask you What kind of suit do you want to be buried in? You'll be just as sedentary when you're dead you f**ing lazy git You might want to be cremated but this track is doing that well enough Having melanin is rough, for a puff with thrush, against a rough gruff motherf**er like me I'm so metal I drink gla** and excrete bees I eat fleas and reek of cheese and my pee is bright red [Outro] Don't make fun of that though, cause that's actually a serious medical disorder and it really hurts: come on, let's be civil I'm just kidding, go for it