Ghetts - Destruction of the Eiffel tower lyrics

[Intro] Oi P I'm disapointed in you ya know, you ain't no where near ready for me, I'm on a next ting All you do is remix my songs I can't even do that to you they don't know the tune they might think I wrote it! Haha DEAD [Verse 1] I ain't taking the subtle approach I'll beat P like there's a belt buckle involved MC's like me: Running the Road MC's like P: come and they go MC's like me: Style upon Style MC's like P: couple of flows MC's like me: Performing on Tours MC's like P: couple of shows Let me get straight to the point I ain't got no time to play with this boy When I'm done with him everyone will think they just watched another remaking of Troy P's reply was blatantly moist, he said a few funny things P's funny keep the jokes coming nd I shouldn't be worried I've already duppied him all black winter black clouds above him end of discussion (oi) Who left blacks in the oven? If you think P money is ready for the war then I'm sure you can see blacks blushin His fan think I'm down, two guns up, come back bussin Surprise surprise none of you saw that comin [Hook] If my name was Paris I woulda spent half of my life embarra**ed I woulda wished my parents never meet let alone slept together and then got married Ohhhh If my name was Paris I woulda spent half of my life embarra**ed I woulda wished my parents never meet let alone slept together and then got married Ohhhh [Verse 2] Listen to him asking where the artillery is the silly prick won't know till I k** him with it Where was I when the beef kicked off? Right there in the middle of it! I don't wanna hear man talk like a shooter unless his name is Billy the Kid Tell Paris I'm Baghdad suicidal two bombs in the backpack tickity tick tick BOOM! I deliver the hits BIG TUNES And sing bada bada I made more money of a song that flopped than P money has in his whole career so sing Badabada Hahaha on the way to the closest bank in the manor Sing Badabada I'm looking at P from the top and the lift don't work and I've kicked the ladder It ain't over yet he don't pose a threat Every blow he's thrown been below the neck Body blow not one blow to my head I body foes with one blow man are dead It's Muhammad vs Joe in effect [?] you know I ain't Joe in the end [?] one hits like an overdose overclose to ya d**h Run up and OGz one up money don't run if ya lases ain't done up Cause if you trip over I'll stamp you out till it's over Bones broke, face all buss up How can you say that I ain't stabbed nobody I can name more than 5 man I've cut up Nobody in my clique is a snitch [?] Name, address, even the car he drives your a snake you'll get your mate stuck up k**ed him already but his fans went to the cemetery with shovels and dug that mug up Now he's back for more I swear down he was better off dead Got a champion's belt on P can't get it off Never I be letting off lead forever Enough about me let's talk about you What you ain't done What you have done Okay you've got 3 CDs One's okay, two are really weak Let's have a look at P's CV How can a youte with 685,000 MySpace views Talk to a n***a with 2,103,000 MySpace views You stand still, I make moves I came in the game a year before you Risky Roadz 2 yeah I saw you Nd that was '05 now it's '010 And you're still in the newcomer category Swear P money wouldn't win this clash if he made every MC in Bluebrough battle me k** off your cavalry casually Me run tings in the MC academy pain Agony that's what you feel when I aim Rapidly hit anybody in the way Tragedy any MC in the game Casualty don't bite the hand that feeds you I've got P money on base happily [Hook] If my name was Paris I woulda spent half of my life embarra**ed I woulda wished my parents never meet let alone slept together and then got married Ohhhh If my name was Paris I woulda spent half of my life embarra**ed I woulda wished my parents never meet let alone slept together and then got married Ohhhh [Verse 3] P ain't got no dough in the bank That's why he looks like a tramp! I'd rather wear no bling, than gold rings Sovereigns on every finger I told him You can head to cash converters hoping It's a dough ting nah fam its a blue note at the most But you probably won't believe me until the day you've sold them Dead already lemme dead him again And if I get him I'm getting his friends I know what Dee thinks deep down P pound should never of sent I watch the shot rebound I pick the ball up now he better defend His last reply couldn't harm a fly I'm the best anybody who can't decide Don't know about bars or the art of rhymes One line of [?] And P money's on one like of [?] Said there's only one sight to stand Still this is one way traffic untouched this one way damage I ain't being direct enough Back to back on Littles and Blacks You will never get that [?] do a live set with us I watched on radio [?] and I clocked you behind me watching me slyly P money's a batty boy I bet he was in school s**ing co*k in the library No wonder he's talking that gay sh** Face it he ain't gotta squeeze his sh** out his an*s Nahh it just drops out How can he say that I owe man head, when he's the one with a co*k mouth I could imagine P money on lock down Yeah everyday getting had up Till he starts riding voluntary bang up Dad comes to visit looks at his son Shakes his head and tell him to man up Me? I'm suicidal on the riddem While P would be suicidal in a prison Come to his door, open his flap up Body hanging from the ceiling He only had a week left this don't add up Why would someone do such a thing Everynight he let his cellmate tuck him in He can't leave his cell door open Without 25 man running in and getting shipped out to a whole other wing [Hook] If my name was Paris I woulda spent half of my life embarra**ed I woulda wished my parents never meet let alone slept together and then got married Ohhhh If my name was Paris I woulda spent half of my life embarra**ed I woulda wished my parents never meet let alone slept together and then got married Ohhhh