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

Yeah, Im good words, and youre fucking chronic.
Forever second fiddle, 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 been me, wetting yourself,
Cause youre afraid I rise youll be left on the shelf
Where you belong; the rest of the wannabes,
Dont ask me to support you, you can never follow me.

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

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

You me now Im obligated to destroy.
Why would anybody go to war men? Youre just a boy
to write about so put your Barbie biro down.
Save embarrassment, fucking clown.

You making moves because you be silver spoon.
Your skills are average, at copying, carry a tune.
All the gear, no idea, daddys account.
And when it 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 you, why dont you get it right?

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