[Unanymous]
Now this situation's gone from bad to worse
'Cos it wasn't even my original fixture to clash this nerd
But when I pulled out on my last opponent, respectfully
'Cos I didn't think the clash would work
Well that must have scratched a nerve
'Cos the motherf**er started tweeting like an Angry Bird
f** the subliminal sh**, you're a f*ggot First
And if your dream in life is for me to write you a battle verse
Maybe you should consider trying to win your battle with facial cancer first
You're softer than baby puke and whale semen
I ain't here to play with you I came to nuke the stage this evening
Throw grenades at you and raise the ceiling
And tell you f** your baby-face, I hate your youthful facial features
If he wants to act like a child then he can play hide-and-seek with sniper beams
What's that? Age-reducing laser treatment
Let me talk to him
This ain't none of that important sh**
This is more that let's get really f**ing ignorant sort of thing, like
f** his fam for supporting him
f** his fans for endorsing him
f** the term battle rap 'cos I'm bored of it
I prefer multisyllabic contortionists
I stay eating candy (w)rappers that's why my abdomen's fat as a walrus'
But I'd rather that than a face full of acne scabs as bad as TheSaurus'
Somebody should have had the decency to contact and inform the b**h Hollohan shot his p**no with
If he didn't want me to k** him he'd have stayed back at the orphanage
Where every other failed attemat at a Roman Catholic abortion is
Maybe he'll understand this is war
When I'm outside a Detroit Pistons game
With missiles aimed at Canada's borders
Dropping them at his co-ordinates, planning your torture
I'll expose the fact that you're fraudulent
Your grip, might think you can flip like acrobatic performances
But once you remove them arms like a weapons heist you'll see that he's unable to capture the audience
I ripped out my brain and replaced it with some weaponry
I ripped the little bits out this little b**h's frame, like I gave him a caesarian
Some people say we're the same but just more aggressive
But there's no way that he could better me
So make sure that's embedded in your brain because it's definite
You ain't gaining any leverage
Here, your status and reputation is irrelevant
I mean in Canada you're great
But they can't stand you in the states like you're a terrorist
Which is ironic
'Cos King of the Dot's been soft
Since Dizaster slayed your f**ing president
He sold your country so much hate that it was prejudice
And still you didn't portray him as a nemesis
Instead you gave him inspiration
And gave in to his invasion of your territory
As he went on to strip your top names off all your medals
And become a native of your settlement
And I said it was a shame to your Canadian inheritence
But you're basically the same
'cos as long as you're in the UK you're an American
I don't want to hear a crock of that bullsh**
About how just because you're Canadian you co*k it and pull it
If I hear it slide out the side of your neck, you're depositing bullets
I'll decapitate this motherf**er and dump his body in Woolwich
[Charron]
You, haven't freestyled in years, it's pretty awful friend
Why are you talking about decapitations when you've never come off the head?
Right now, you're screaming in my face like I'm scared to meet someone that's grimy
You think I'm scared of Unanymous? I have his twin brother behind me
I'm a monstrosity, you know the policy
Rely on delivery 'cos I write bars of mediocrity
You stretch so much constantly I should beat this cloned wannabe
Til he appreciates the meaning of 'quality over quantity'
If this guy's a monstrosity, I'll have him lying unconsciously
No asylum is stopping me
Til the monster inside of him's dying like a Shutter Island labotomy
Stop saying monstrosity
You rap it at ultra speed, slow it down
Stop and breathe, or die from Russian punches like Apollo Creed
You ain't a monstrosity
You're the least funny rapper i n Don't Flop so you're hating on comedy
The scheme's played as a novelty
You expect a reaction because you're saying it constantly
Don't think it 'cos it's old but this ain't Palaeontology
Chalk 'em out when I'm starting a lesson
You're writing the same line over and over like Bart in detention
Anyone can claim they're sparking a weapon
Blew off the top as I carry that mag like Marge when she's pregnant
f** you and your Cartman impression
Act your heart with agression
It's like you're on a hunger strike the way you're starved for attention
Make you forget who you are for a second
Like the second when Parkinson's sets in, the credits run
Turn the tables with the smartest intention then ending's done
Starting the engine, you're level one
Like Leonardo's perception of the car in Inception
I just turned your dream world to the darkest dimension
Oh did I mentioned you wouldn't put up a great fight
Oh, you think it's getting re-scheduled like Dialect and Daylyt
The day it happens, Don't Flop'll have a book that makes profit
Called 'How to rep our league overseas', with Tony D's face on it
You compare yourself to objects, how you getting this hype?
Your whole style's based on ridiculous imagery, like
I'm a three-headed pencil sharpener, swagger shaking
I'm a scented candle with with burgundy wings
Scare the nation, I'm a gla** gun, prepare for Satan
No, you're a fat c*nt who wears an apron
You went off delivery but with substance it s**s
f** a Unanymous decision, try to K.O someone for once
You're a ma**ive f*ggot, the way you rain is basic
You're as good at rapping as Zain is being a travel agent