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1:
Im getting of your disrespect.
Well, its evident Ill be the best.
Whether or not being serious or say it in jest,
Ive got a light sense to you havent passed your test.

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

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

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

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

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

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

When you 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 come and take it from you, why you get it right?

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

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live the king
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Long live the
Long the king

Ive holding 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 kill him or oh.
To the throne, around, sit down; Im the king,
Long the king.
live the king.
Long the king.
live the king.
Long the king.