[Oshea]
ListenI f**ing hate this prick
He said he wanted a freestyle battle, he just shouldn't have taken this
Listen, Blizzard, yesterday I got a phonecall off Bentlegs, he said the Madness battle is cancelled, who do you want to battle?
I said 'I don't care', I'm never fussed
Cos they call my guns the f**ing transport chocolate, the way my Double Deckers buss
I've been to his house
Never go there, because the whole place is stinking of feet
You know what they call me?
The Eskimo city man, the way I put those white bricks in the street
See I'm all about those punches
f** that Tai-Bo crap
Don't come around Liverpool acting Live-O lad
Cos even the walk to my house is crazy
I've got a psycho path
I put Blizzard in a box
Paul Bearer, Dick Limerick academy
That prick caused murders, so bring beef I'm begging you
I'm sick of horse burgers
I'm from Everton, I was born to scrap
Arnold Schwarzenegger, grenade launcher rap
I'll f** up your head, like you [?]
And forget Felix for your cat, I bought it smack
And forget all that clever stuff
I'm on that old school scouse back of the bus trap
That old school scouse Jerry Hill, tearing the moustache
Bring your little BMX, I'll jack both the wheels and the mudflaps
sh**, Oshea pack a three foot Tommy, like it's Rugrats
You little dumb twat
You and all your friends are arseholes
Oshea does not rape women like Kenneth Barlow
I rape kids and Blizzard's next
I'll kick your chest
I spit the best
I freestyle from here to Inverness
Blizzard, I'll be honest, you're the best Britain's ever had
But your Mum's a s*ut and I hate your Dad
[Blizzard]
I'm an amazing battler, with crazy character
Pa**ion for days, you can't deflate my stamina
Daily traveller, you might be away in Malaga
I'll still put ballers away like Jamie Carragher
And you're probably gonna say Everton are better than Manchester
But Rooney and Moyes left for us so we must have been doing something right
You know what's more crazy than the eyes on Rowan Faith?
The fact that Oshea nearly had a track with Paloma Faith
Imagine this, Paloma Faith singing something that actually sounds dope
And then Oshea second verse starts rapping about coke
Like 'Mate, big up to Paloma, you know I'm a f**ing stoner
Work in Morrissons, I'm a forty a day smoker'
I'm so Manc, I listen to Oasis
You're so incestual if his sibling asked him to f** he wouldn't say 'Oh wait sis'
Listen man you know that Blizzard Don't Flop
I could've beat you spitting Everton bars in a Liverpool top
And still get the biggest of props, so what sh** have you got?
Trying to rap to me, you just look like you're doing a dance routine
To some f**ing wack jazzy beats, like 'Look at me, I'm mad as can be'
Stop taking coke, it's f**ing up your mind
And stop taking MKat and all the other things combined
Cos one day you'll go to the Brookie and no one will be there that you can find
Cos they'll all just see that you're f**ed in your mind
That didn't work did it? That didn't really work
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