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

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

Youve been studying me, yourself,
Cause youre afraid when I youll be left 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.
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,
Long the king.
Long the king.
Long the king.
Long the king.

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

You me now Im obligated to destroy.
Why would go to war with 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.
skills are average, good at copying, carry a tune.
All the gear, no idea, bank account.
And when it to your abilities, small amount.

When you compare it to I can bring, its minuscule.
the pupil; Im the teacher, go back 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 holding my tongue for a long while,
Sat back, watch you 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.
live the king.
Long the king.
live the king

Long the king
live the king
Long the king
Long live the
live 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, dying, might as well kill him or pretend oh.
To the throne, turn around, sit Im the king,
live the king.
Long the king.
Long the king.
live the king.
Long the king.