[Oshea] ListenI f**ing hate this prick He said he wanted a freestyle battle, he just shouldn't have taken this Listen, Blizzard, yesterday I got a phonecall off Bentlegs, he said the Madness battle is cancelled, who do you want to battle? I said 'I don't care', I'm never fussed Cos they call my guns the f**ing transport chocolate, the way my Double Deckers buss I've been to his house Never go there, because the whole place is stinking of feet You know what they call me? The Eskimo city man, the way I put those white bricks in the street See I'm all about those punches f** that Tai-Bo crap Don't come around Liverpool acting Live-O lad Cos even the walk to my house is crazy I've got a psycho path I put Blizzard in a box Paul Bearer, Dick Limerick academy That prick caused murders, so bring beef I'm begging you I'm sick of horse burgers I'm from Everton, I was born to scrap Arnold Schwarzenegger, grenade launcher rap I'll f** up your head, like you [?] And forget Felix for your cat, I bought it smack And forget all that clever stuff I'm on that old school scouse back of the bus trap That old school scouse Jerry Hill, tearing the moustache Bring your little BMX, I'll jack both the wheels and the mudflaps sh**, Oshea pack a three foot Tommy, like it's Rugrats You little dumb twat You and all your friends are arseholes Oshea does not rape women like Kenneth Barlow I rape kids and Blizzard's next I'll kick your chest I spit the best I freestyle from here to Inverness Blizzard, I'll be honest, you're the best Britain's ever had But your Mum's a s*ut and I hate your Dad [Blizzard] I'm an amazing battler, with crazy character Pa**ion for days, you can't deflate my stamina Daily traveller, you might be away in Malaga I'll still put ballers away like Jamie Carragher And you're probably gonna say Everton are better than Manchester But Rooney and Moyes left for us so we must have been doing something right You know what's more crazy than the eyes on Rowan Faith? The fact that Oshea nearly had a track with Paloma Faith Imagine this, Paloma Faith singing something that actually sounds dope And then Oshea second verse starts rapping about coke Like 'Mate, big up to Paloma, you know I'm a f**ing stoner Work in Morrissons, I'm a forty a day smoker' I'm so Manc, I listen to Oasis You're so incestual if his sibling asked him to f** he wouldn't say 'Oh wait sis' Listen man you know that Blizzard Don't Flop I could've beat you spitting Everton bars in a Liverpool top And still get the biggest of props, so what sh** have you got? Trying to rap to me, you just look like you're doing a dance routine To some f**ing wack jazzy beats, like 'Look at me, I'm mad as can be' Stop taking coke, it's f**ing up your mind And stop taking MKat and all the other things combined Cos one day you'll go to the Brookie and no one will be there that you can find Cos they'll all just see that you're f**ed in your mind That didn't work did it? That didn't really work Time