Jack Wilkinson - Thinking He's Hard lyrics

[Intro] Thinking he's hard, yeah, it's Little T (What? Westy, is that you, yeah?) [Verse] Sending for the goon who sent for me He's thinking he's hard, yeah, it's Little T Be careful, you're gonna get done When you see you'll be crying all the way home Yes it's Josh and he thinks he's sick Walking 'round like a sly little prick Like a sly little prick, 'cause that's what you are Sending for me with your worthless bars Can't you see you don't belong You're a stupid little f**ing mong Yeah, you must be mad You think you're hard, chat sh** get banged You're a funny little kid trying to test me up But understand pal, either way you're f**ed Can't you f** off, you need a bath Go back to your council house, you can't rap Course if you smack rap, look what you've done If this is a battle then I've already won I'll call you the names that are under the sun You're a wannabe G, kid, go s** your mum At first this was just a bit of fun But now you're sending for me, yeah? You're a mad c*nt You're a dickhead, and you think you're mint You're sending bad threats to your girls like you're it Calling me a sket, who d'you think you are You need to stop all this sh**, thinking you're hard I need competition, bro, you're not a challenge Come back one day when you've got a talent Come back one day when you've got a talent Your bars don't even f**ing have a balance Year 8, and you think that you're Bugzy My dad showed your mum and down there was so steep Trust me, sending threats and geng [?] Your lyrics are so sh** I can't comprehend So here you go, Josh, this one's for you Send for me and I'll send back too Your mum's a doorknob, everyone's had a turn Listen to my bars and maybe then you'll learn Yeah, you pubescent f** Josh, oh, you're gay, I heard you liked a s** If I was you, I'd give up this fight Everything you do, it just ain't right We're done, yeah, Josh, f** you now And f** your mum, the dirty little cow Because yes, I'm the boss Send for me and get parred, bro, that's your loss Yeah, I'm not the kind of girl you want to come across Yo, it's Josh T with his spunky sauce Sending for a girl called Sophie Aspin And with her bars she got you gasping Thinking you're hard with your little crew But this is a game between me and you Fact