Don't Flop - Impact vs Flexplicit (Round Three) lyrics

[Flexplicit] Yeah, you've been talking a whole load of gas So much that I should hold a match This, a win-win situation Shut sh** down like constipation [?] My n***as are thinking you really ain't meant for this Wow, what's up with that nose? I bet you can smell everything Why do you wear pink to battles? This place is a sausage fest You ain't gunna get no p**y, so I a**ume you've come for men Me, I get p**y, like every time I'm home at night You get p**y, like [?] But if you want beef take the floor Take soldiers, I'm giving out comas Yeah, I'll burn their yard Open your head like a birthday card Before I burn their yard, forget that I'mma burn their car With them in it, and when they try and get out they can't, 'cos they're finished Come against me and lose your rep You die, check out 2Pac's new sh** [?], talk to God It's my time like I wrote the watch Who's this? Flexplicit I'm blessed and I get busy, I'm next [?] and I've got to move [?] blow off your head like a prostitute [Impact] Ayo, in this clash you look a bit lost, boss Every girl in your fam is a top slosh You ain't sharp off the top of the head Even though you're the same size as Oddjob You're a c*nt and a prick Act up and get punched in the lip I've got that Red Hot Chilli Pepper flow You look like a troll from Under the bridge You ain't a deep MC You could never compete with me I can't even tell who I'm battling, is it Tweedledum or is it Tweedledee? [?] like Midas inside of a well It's funny how your twitter name is @FlexTheTruth 'Cos that statement's a lie in itself You're the same size as an elf Items are always too high on the shelf He's like 'Please sir can I have some a**istance, I can't reach the pie - I need help You're a fat little ogre With the swag of a black mini Homer And every time you enter a room We can all smell that track head aroma You don't wanna clash with a soldier I can't tell if you're a man or a boulder Every guy in your gang is a poser You have gay orgies wrapped in a toga I keep calling you fat and ting But fam, you have bare food pics on your instagram You need to allow that sh** Heart disease mate, it's not about that sh**