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1:
Im tired of your disrespect.
Well, its Ill always be the best.
Whether or not youre serious or say it in jest,
Ive got a light sense to right; you passed your test.

Yeah, Im good with words, and fucking chronic.
second fiddle, your tales, Im sonic.
Is this the I can go? I can get much badder.
Ive been doing this since youve been in your Huggies, your bladder.

been studying me, wetting yourself,
Cause youre afraid when I rise youll be on the shelf
you belong; with the rest of the wannabes,
Dont ever ask me to support you, you can never me.

Ive been holding my tongue for a while,
Sat back, you parade my style.
him in a prison for plagiarism, nobody wants to listen, chavs dying, might as well kill him or pretend.
To the crown, around, sit down; Im the king,
Long the king.
live the king.
Long the king.
live the king.

2:
you can do, I can do better.
Even when shes soaked through, I could her wetter.
Stop tryna make me look bad, so you can be seriously,
What makes you think I give a fuck people think of me?

You disrespect me now Im to destroy.
Why anybody go to war with men? Youre just a boy
Nothing to write about so put your Barbie down.
Save embarrassment, fucking clown.

You moves because you be mollycoddled silver spoon.
Your skills are average, at copying, carry a tune.
All the gear, no idea, bank account.
And when it comes to your abilities, amount.

you compare it to what I can bring, its minuscule.
Youre the pupil; Im the teacher, go to school!
You have to be in possession of the limelight for me to and take it from you, why dont you get it right?

Ive been holding my for a long while,
Sat back, you parade my style.
him in a prison for plagiarism, nobody wants to listen, chavs dying, might as well kill him or pretend.
To the crown, around, sit down; Im the king,
Long the king.
live the king.
Long the king.
Long the king

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Ive been my tongue for a long while,
Sat back, you parade my style.
Lock him in a prison for plagiarism, nobody wants to listen, chavs dying, might as well him or pretend oh.
To the throne, turn around, sit Im the king,
Long the king.
Long the king.
live the king.
Long the king.
Long the king.