Charron - Unanymous vs Charron lyrics

[Round 1: Unanymous] Now this situation's gone from bad to worse Cause it wasn't even my original fixture to clash this nerd But when I pulled out on my last opponent, respectfully Cause I didn't think the clash would work Well that must have scratched a nerve Cause 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 cause I'm bored of it I prefer multi-syllabic 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 attempt at a Roman Catholic abortion lives 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 be making you 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 Cesarean Some people say we're the same cause we're progressive 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 Cause 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 inheritance But you're basically the same Cause 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 [Round 1: 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 and he's 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 cause 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 lobotomy 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 in 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 cause it's old but this ain't Paleontology 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 to heart with aggression 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 off 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 without 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 rap is basic You're as good at rapping as Zain is being a travel agent [Round 2: Unanymous] Came to lay the smack down This is a rap round I don't mind if when I bring up his personal life it don't a reaction Just as long as they ain't complaining when I get on my rap sh** b**h you ain't getting any advances Just your genetics would balance I've never been average, expert mechanics I try to reach high up I've reached veteran status I'm talking legends collapsing, beheading and caskets I'll put him to sleep like elephant tranqs and blowing darts With [?]Shinobi stars, broken hearts with ventricles damaged [?] rap sh**, that rest in the hands of a deadly a**a**in My tongue is a safety bu*ton and my skeletal fragments act as weapon attachments Now what you shouldn't do, is a**ume we're even Cause there's a few between us What you need to do is stand at attention and salute your leader I see you're new to this, I'll tutor him Old School like Duke Nukem You'll feel like [?] You're weak and you were a waste of human semen Now they put you against an elusive demon Supreme [?] seems to abuse this useless fiend What I mean is, if you were squeamish You could leave the room and scream for truce Cause I'ma leave him bruised and beaten with what I do this evening Your d**h could be illustrated A storyboard for a snuff flick I'll k** him with the picture painted I don't think the way you spit is great I think it's basic So to begin today, I'ma just give displays Of a quicker wit and slicker cadence While I stomp your silly faces in this kid will play with different phrases Unanymous is king I determine whether he's a man or he's a myth While my punches landing I your blood clots for one shot No banana for a clip More like an Orangatang cause I can swing as fast as he could flip He got his credit card confiscated after he crashed his mother's whip And now the car's gone you can't find a slag to s** your dick So you spend time in your sister's cupboard discovering panties you can sniff [?] How are you standing up to this? You don't even stand up when you piss You're such a f*ggot that you sit and orgasm when you sh** I'll straight baboon and drop the end is you Organik's baby you'll get throttled Your greasy face looks like you washed with bacon strips and waffles Tell the truth b**h, you're a virgin You ain't been bu*t-naked with a model When I was stretching girls out, checking whether they could take it to the tonsils This f**ing twat was at summer camp playing spin the bottle You'll always play spin the bottle cause you're a p**y bruv Listen, I don't give a f**, I came to rip it up I'm smoother than Keith Sweat I might have no swagger and I'm fat but at least I ain't wearing a f**ing V-neck So you said I never come off the head Not when your girl s**s me anyway I don't give a f**, p**y tastes sweeter than lemonade She let me penetrate for seven days I got deep up inside her You see my t-shirt? I'll turn you to raw meat cause even the back of it says I woulda Tor C Listen, Canada's battling league might've planted the seed but I don't care mate Once this dumb fruit gets up-rooted, his situation will go pear-shaped sh** I'll turn into a vegetable if he wants to compare weights So just cause you're Organik's product product doesn't mean that this'll be a fair trade [Round 2: Charron] Yo, Tor-C He talks about the back of his shirt like he's hard as f** T-O-R-C: Tommy's Obviously A Retarded c*nt I do play spin the bottle With fitness models That's right man, when it comes to p**y when they girls show it, it ain't nice man I mean when girl's show p**y you say 'What's that?' More than Mr. 13's hype-man And he wants to diss my shirt like I would get embarra**ed Bruv, you actually have to have a neck to wear this I look like Brad Pitt beside you And I'd like to mention, I nearly cried when you ate so much you died in Se7en You went soft on Shotty, I don't care if that guy's your brederen The more I k** someone the more I respect them Had HFK dying 'til the final second I put my own dog put down like Will Smith in 'I Am Legend' You have a hero and mimic that guy's aggression You're a fake disaster like 9/11 You stare in the mirror and scream, "Dizaster's the man If anyone fan beat him, Unanymous can!" One night he came home with blood on his hands And his mum said 'What happened, Unam?' 'Aw man, f**ing Canibus fans!' Tommy ain't ready, I brought the confetti, he lost this already Then he's X'ed off the roster Tommy don't tempt me, there will be cops out to get me Like Tommy Vicetti when he steps of the chopper Came to the UK cause the medicine's stronger Have you seeing stars all day like celebrity stalkers Try to escape, I'm letting you wander Catch you on the run like a Chechnyan bomber In the trenches so long I got a medal of honor I don't care if you're dead from the slaughter I'll keep on feasting on you like Jeffery Dalmer All you do is scream but my bars are stronger I'll shut you up if you start to holler like a barking collar Sparking thoughts like arson plotters Heartless monster, smart as Harvard scholars Rocket launcher armed like Carson Palmer Start to conquer, armies like a carbon copy Sergeant Slaughter Okay, morbid, stabbing a victim with a sword I'm very consistent Extraordinary incisions before a corpse is buried I'm with it like a mortuary a**istant I might spaz if Unan' shouts So watch your a** like you're sleeping at Two-Can's house You battle Soul in a random league, who filled your head with grandeur? Eurgh laid the blueprint, imitators can't throw events that matter Don't Flop made you who you are and set the standards DFAFD's a palindrome, how did you get it backwards? I realize you went there to get some Guap 4000 views in five weeks - it was barely even watched It lowered your value, it was there but then it dropped You live on a farm I thought you'd care about your stock [Round 3: Unanymous] When I heard that he was in a fake relationship, I thought he's a blatant b**h, it's completely understandable I don't give a f** if she's Shotty's sloppy seconds, I will beat it like an animal Snort some Charlie and f** Laura Tarsi in her face and readjust her mandible And leave my kids in her mouth like a pedophilic cannibal Imagine this thick pleb trying to get his dick wet Trying his hardest to pleasure some big-bootied African princess She'd look at him in disgust like "White boy, is it in yet?" And in his head he's already got a flip set He's like 'Yo, yo, I spit fresh, you might be asking if it's in yet But that's only because you're black and you're used to f**ing brothers like you're practice incest." I will snap this kid's neck Let's address some sh** before I finish turning him to luncheon meat Let's address Villun for ducking me {Walks over to where Villun is standing} You f**ing disfigured pygmy infant I bet every time you look at your mirror's image It damages your inner spirit because you're f**ing sick of living with it You're always going on about how it pisses you off when your opponents use race jokes Stop whinging Villun, cause Albino's not a f**ing race, it's a skin condition So they can say I'm the ugliest battler in the league But you can't, cause your skin texture is silk Looking like a f**ing coco pop that got left in the milk [Turns back to Charron] Look, before Canada's battling league opened up No one had ever heard of this guy So drop the arrogant act Cause now they're shipping you overseas and you're practically merchandise Your image is also why you prosper and that's gotta hurt your pride Cause if you subtract that nerdy image, you're way below the perfect line (f**ed that up a little bit, don't watch that) They make money off your image They make money off my imagery Battle Rap is who you are it pumps through your capillaries You sign the dotted line and now you're stuck here for infinity Before this, you were some under-confident bedroom-dwelling s**er in some skinny jeans You'll never make no money off the industry You'll be stuck forever trying to market rebu*tling sh** lyrically Cause battle rap f**ed you and you can't rebu*tal your virginity This battle's sh** nowadays f*ggot sh**, pisses me off It's got me wondering why rappers like Lunar C won't come back to this Why the f** do you think? Trying to impress a bunch of angry kids that wanna throw criticism every about it chance they get It's bullsh**, I mean this thing that I'm a biter I haven't got another man's style in mind when I'm creating raps But if you think I took Dizaster's style tell that f*ggot to come and take it back I'm on that raw sh** Alright, f** it, f** the writtens, let's do some freestyle sh** I speak raw, everything you speak's poor You probably watch queer p**n You look like a beanstalk What you talking to me for? This is a free-for all I'll straight damage you Stab you in the abdomen, yeah it's Unanymous I don't give a f** They made me feel like you was getting bored of me You must have forgot the policy I don't give a f**, when they find his corpse stuffed behind the [?] so sloppily There'll be a message carved in his chest that says 'I'm A Monstrosity!' Truth be told I didn't even write a third round [Charron: we know] Know why? Because you're a f*ggot It's so hot here, nah f** it, time [Round 3: Charron] Yo, you were quite a bully that round I think this man needs a lesson Since you dissed Villun, I'mma stand on his side because right now I have to defend him His whole life he's been doing it tight bro And right now you just want to come and get some attention by doing some white jokes Come on, he's way better than you and gets less hype Don't diss him, you think that's alright bro? I never give handshakes to albinos A hick from Plymouth, he used to play every day in the summer Getting chased by his brother, laughing as he was waving a rubber You learned about incest every day after supper It's like you were home-schooled, cause growing up you only got brains from your mother That's light work, ask Villain, I'm known as that nice jerk I just bought Laura Tarsi a 'rap battles ruin my life shirt' Walking dead, this could turn to a slaughter In front of Eurgh treated him like the governerd is his daughter Think it's a game? I'll turn to a monster You can't play this campaign, you're on your last leg like Herschel the doctor Got a d**h wish and I lit a candle This Plymouth p**y only rides out with beef when he's shipping cattle In this battle all you did was ramble It takes you longer to say something than a victim of Jimmy Saville Yo, you threaten rappers on Twitter, talking tough from your mum's house Claiming you'll snuff 'em is something I honestly just doubt Tommy's a ho You ain't a boss you constantly just shout All of us know Psychosis Holochaust would knock you the f** out You try to be his friend at events because you ain't a man You're like Muhammed Ali, instead of throwing a punch you just shake a hand I hate Unan, talking sh** but no one's shook of you You're a ghost in Mario, act tough behind someone's back but freeze up when they look at you Screaming in my face, okay he's talking faster Speeding up the pace, I blame a lot of rappers He just imitates, but wait he's not Disaster You're sweeter than a cake you baked for Holly Master' f** a Caustic reference, you should rock a necklace that says 'I'm not good enough looking to get Jefferson's sloppy seconds' Your fake accident is pathetic, I'm surprised the crowd doesn't boo Just because you're the size of an American doesn't mean you have to sound like one too How come after you spit, and kids are reacting You think that you're on 'Strictly Come Dancing'? Stop wiggling your shoulders when you can't remember a line Your whole style's based off stretching a rhyme sh**, you even stretch while you rhyme In Canada, you stayed in The Saurus' room while he had a broad in bed Just because your gut blocks your co*k doesn't mean you have to block your friends My two minutes are up but they're letting me rock It's like that British show, Corey is never going to stop What, you're gunna hurt me? It's obvious Chris Leese wrote half those schemes in your doubles tourny You're co*ky and think you're the best rapper This diva's been getting lines off a friend like Tulisa from X Factor X Factor, coronation, this is insane I'm using shows to show you we ain't thinking the same Tommy Villus, let it sink into your brain Your initials are TV, I just k**ed you with your name