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caustic vs soul - don't flop lyrics

[round 1: soul]
so, they’re like, “soul, you think caustic’s gonna play you for a mark?”
i said it doesn’t matter
this’ll be the last battle they do on the card
then i seen we’re on day one
this should’ve been day two from the start
cause if he try punk me, we’ll have to host day 2 in a park
cause i ain’t f-ckin scared of you, and i don’t care how hard i hit
i don’t care how big you are and i don’t care who started it
cause when bigg k put it on him, we seen him start to sh-t
and make more excuses for the third round than charlie clips
like, “listen to me, k. listen to me, k.”
your voice is filled with broken gl-ss
how’d we listen to it break?
i mean, we’re similar in ways
we both got pushed by someone bigger than us, mate
but the difference is you b-tched out and i hit you in the face
so b-b-b-bully who? you think i’m actually shook of you?
well i’m not, cause you’d bully him, but there’s no way that he’d bully you
and they say you’re not a bully anymore ‘cause a bully bullied you
but you pick and choose who you bully, and that’s exactly what bullies do
so he’s gonna try intimidate me, and i’ll just stand staring
i don’t know who the f-ck that this man thinks this man scaring
but being overly offensive ain’t really my— i’m playing
translation: he’ll get wopped in his boat like his grandparents
you think that’s racist?
i used to visit my grandad for a cup of tea
you can’t visit your grandad without a f-cking fleet of submarines
your baby mum is peak
guess that’s some sh-t she never learned before
your whole ancestry died on the boat, why the f-ck she still got scurvy for?
she’s like your great grandmum, ‘cause she a dirty wh0r- with herpes sores
and a bloated up guido that washed up on jersey sh0r-
further more, your kid’s ugly
stop posting pictures with that little b-tch
she fell out the ugly tree, hit every single twig, then got pistol whipped
i got a next bar, and the rspca are gonna be p-ssed at this
but when she gets older, you’re gonna need a lot of makeup for that guinea pig
no man will ever wanna be with her
oh wait, its a boy?
that’s even worse!
it’s no surprise
look at how that f-ggoty wop’s been reared
his mum’s strange out on rock with cadalack ron
and you’re just mad cause she copped his gear
she’s like the fourth birthday bouncer, ‘cause she got sacked from her job this year
she went cable and they were like, “d-mn, she’s the nastiest dog in here.”

[round 1: caustic]
he’s talking sh-t about my son
those are some great bars
i mean, that was f-cking great man
i mean, what are you gonna fight him next?
i’m pretty sure you’re in his weight cl-ss
i’m in a whole nother league, so it don’t matter what you say
cause you were only good for one event
you’re like battle of the brave
and i don’t want to spend the whole f-cking battle
talking about this sh-t for half a day
so let’s go ahead and get all this obvious sh-t right out of the way
do you wanna know what getting punched by you is really like?
right before you hit me, i swear to god someone screamed “pillow fight”
so you want to try again, go ahead and try it, b-tch
but i don’t know why you act violent
especially when your tiny fists are f-cking softer than dryer lint
i’m kind of sick, dog, and i’m not into taking losses
and i’ve never seen you fight, but you giving f-cking excellent face m-ssages
you mention the f-cking punch every battle
okay, that’s enough
he’s so f-cking proud of that cheap shot; you brave little c-nt
then you f-cking turned tail and ran like a b-tch
cause i wasn’t phased by the punch
luckily for you, i know how to be the bigger man, in more ways than one
you tried to save jeff and you made him look weak
you gave me your best punch and i ate that sh-t like a g
if i could go back in time, i wouldn’t change a thing
cause i’m willing to bet, if the shoe was on the other foot
i bet that little jeffy p wouldn’t hesitate to do the same thing to me
that’s real sh-t
that’s why i’m k!lling this faker
see, violence ain’t the only way that you can deal with a hater
see, you’ve barely broke a hundred thousand views in your life
and just to keep it real with you, player
if i would’ve hit you back, you would’ve woke up a f-cking million views later
look at this sh-t; you see that?
that’s just like your whole style, dog, it’s just f-cking smoke and mirrors
if you would’ve never hit me back then, n0body would even know you’re here
i dictated your next move, i’m your evil overseer
kim jong-un: i’ve got power over seoul, korea/soul career
if i ever see you in the states, then i’m dropping his -ss
i’m known to dissect motherf-ckers like a biology cl-ss
i got a snub thirty-eight that’ll body this f-g
and i keep that sh-t on my waist like a colostomy bag
and i forgot one, but i don’t give a f-ck
cause i’ll let the pistol smoke
i’ll leave you floating in a river, bro
my guns got a secret they promised not to tell a living soul
that’s one

[round 2: soul]
he said he’s got power over seoul like kim jong-un
that’s the sh-t that he on, man?
bruv, king jong-un’s for north korea
you should know that from your peon gang
arsonal and verb are the two big names who have faced him
and both times, that was you replacing shotty ‘cause he couldn’t make it
so if you ever think your’e ever f-cking getting the chain
that’s cute, but the only time the staff ever mention your name
is when gully’s like
“some say shotty isn’t gonna show up
and that’s what the talk is about,”
and organik’s like “f-ck!
is caustic around?”
well its clear…
what we do here…
is take back the deposit that’s down in shotty’s account, cause it to bounce
then book the c0ke head racist for a quarter of the amount.”
now that’s unfair…
but you still there…
because you’re a clown, obviously down
to take any chance you get
to call black people “moolies” without them knocking him out
bruv, you and cadalack ron have the exact same fan base
he’s like, “come on, how can i have hate for a man’s race?
some of my best friends wear black face.”
so when your klan mates had the word, they were p-ssed, g
heard what happened in atlanta, that you got turned into mincemeat
ain’t them the ones normally that light crosses and burn mississippi?
then how the f-ck’s the racist the one getting burned by a big t?
look, you called big t a chunky monkey
are you dumb?
then you called john john a slave
bruh, that’s too much
well you’re in inner city london
they gon rush him, man, this dude’s f-cked
open up those old wounds, they’ll open up some new ones
listen, i talked to the rapper that sold you c0ke last time he was in this town
he said he was looking at you like you look at big t
“sh-t, that guy’s three-hundred-odd pounds.”
then you said you wanted a discount?
with what he’d snort up his snout?
if he gave you three percent off, he’d have to remortgage his house
i’m saying n0body can take blow like their noses can
thrown out the club, and he don’t play kotal khan
he had to change soda brands, ‘cause he bought bare cola cans
and not one single one of them would share c0ke with dan

[round 2: caustic]
you said your homie sold me c0ke
that’s just amusing to me
i mean, have you ever f-cking met me in your life?
everybody knows i only do it if it’s free
you clearly not the tough guy that you clearly pretended to be
i’ll never accept defeat from some little weirdo with yellow t–th
we may be cool tomorrow, but tonight, i’m here as your enemy
i only came to cross the line like syrian refugees
nice overbite, shorty spice
why you picking on me for?
maybe you want to try someone more your size
he’s the cheap victory type
i know the type
he’s the sort of guy that picks oddjob every time on goldeneye
no proximity mines, he goes straight for the golden gun stage
i met you before; i know this f-ck face
are you this ugly all the time, or you going through a rough phase?
you got kurt cobain’s hair and courtney love’s face
so it’s fresh coast
your pen game – less dope
real men don’t watch death note
your whole persona’s based on some j-panese kids’ show
little b-tch, i bet you get your hair done by fresco
what’s it like being a b-tch, dog? i’m asking for a friend
he writes a couple bars about cartoons and he’s a savage with the pen
so, welcome to another episode of “anime with jed”
or maybe he’s gonna tell us about the time he went to canada…again
oh, and you made a friend
oh, he’s in a long-distance relationship
be honest, bro, how f-cking stupid do you feel every time you say that sh-t?
no?
they’re called groupies dog
you aren’t supposed to wife them up and date the b-tch
the only reason he even still talks to organik
is cause he can’t afford to pay for trips
don’t you find it strange as sh-t that you and you girl’s whole relationship
is based on whenever the next world domination is?
you’re five foot three, with f-cked up t–th
who wouldn’t want to get with you?
i mean it’s jed mitch-ll
his girlfriend blew more guys in ninety minutes than a chelsea ref whistle
he still try to tell people that he’s really the headliner
just cause you lost to cee major doesn’t mean it’s okay to f minors
oh, you don’t like it when i talk about your girl
what you staring at, b-tch?
she’s sixteen years old, you can’t marry that b-tch
every rapper in toronto been sharing that b-tch
i will emc, mac sherry that b-tch
you can’t cross the threshold you can’t carry that b-tch
i got a glock nineteen and i carry that b-tch
i will ol’d.b., mariah carey that b-tch
i will bruce almighty jim carey that b-tch

[round 3: soul]
if you buy into his sh-t, then you’re basically an idiot
you’re talking about the sh-t i did; let’s talk about what i didn’t, b-tch
i didn’t switch on arcane to get in with diz; that’s snitching sh-t
i didn’t bullied into a twitter b-tch; that’s b-tchy sh-t
i didn’t think, “i’ll battle my good friend, then bring up his
dead homie, then sh-t my f-cking pants when he say he’ll split my sh-t.”
that’s all b-tch-made sh-t he did since our little incident
but he wants to call me a little b-tch?
for swinging fists? that’s ridiculous
“aw, my daddy died when i was five.”
yeah, no f-cking sh-t he did
you wouldn’t be such a f-cking spineless f-ggot if he lived
mister “it’s just words, it’s just words,” to cover up his ignorance
then spit some sh-t sniffling, voice quivering; you’re a hypocrite
but no doubt your kid’ll grow up f-cking well-adjusted
f-cking weekend dad taking him out in the car that he’s selling drugs in
can’t take him on holiday cause you know you won’t get through customs
but you can get busted
cheating on your wife the same day you battled jeff in london
oh… this sh-t just got incredibly real
bruv, you want me to list off all the named that you attempt to conceal?
talk about that phone call at bam’s house, turn into the wrestling heel?
that’s what f-ggots like you do
this is real-life incredibly real
this is your daddy being dead to you real
growing up without a father, and how you’re still effected by real
being too young to even make sense of it real
doing the same sh-t to the kid that you’re a blessing to real
now that’s depressingly real
think about it: no father figure, juvenile detention appeals
now you’re grown-up, weapons to peel, f-cking heroine deals
trying to avoid that second possession-with-intent sentence repeal
i’ll do you one better: growing up with a f-cking single mother prepping his meals
leaving him with the same scars you have that never would heal

[round 3: caustic]
well, that was f-cking amazing
look at this f-cking guy, he’s literally shaking
i mean, i think he only choked ‘cause he got nervous trying to picture me naked
i wrote the book on this disrespect sh-t, dog
‘bout to open a chapter
cold as alaska
four-four leave your f-cking dome in the rafters
this is the final testament for anyone who said soul been a factor
i said nah
everything i write will get money left behind, now that’s a sole benefactor
can’t f-ck with me
roll publicly with cold cutlery
might get yourself stuck-up for acting so uppity
no touching me; my whole company roll up with me
soul stole loe’s whole flow so comfortably
claiming you fathered the style when you don’t even got sole custody
and your hoe knows what’s up with me
tell that b-tch i got some sperm to swallow
you ‘bout to get knocked out your timeline
and not to mention i got your bird to follow
this soul f-ggot’s been acting sick
he’s not coming into work tomorrow
or ratchets like volkswagens
the death of jed’ll be a german model
all you talk about is the f-cking wire, every battle
that’s where you get your little criminal raps
his hero’s omar
g-y gangster that took d-ck in his -ss
you may be the champ over here, but to me, you a rookie still
i’m more of a sopranos guy
talking through the wire‘ll get this big p-ssy k!lled
and now, unfortunately, there’s something i got to mention, y’all
i mean, soul always been on the up and up
but after i saw this, i had to second guess him, y’all
somebody linked me to a post that you posted on a forum
and i can’t help but read it all
where you went into detail about how you suffer from depression
and one day you almost tried to end it all
what kind of depression?
could you picture him crying and stressing?
giving all kinds of confessions to some licensed physician inside of a sentence
i swear to god
every time you’ve attempted suicide it’s just another cry for attention
but i find it pathetic
‘cause there’s no such thing as a suicide attempt
you either wanted to die or you didn’t
you got problems with your life?
just accept that sh-t
you crying about suicide online? i don’t get that sh-t
k!ll your f-cking self
i don’t respect that sh-t
go somewhere and shoot your f-cking self like a webcam b-tch
your fate’s already been decided
i mean the whole thought process behind it, it’s weak-minded
i suggest you f-cking f-cked up the first time, then you re-try it
if the noose slipped, then you get back on the chair and you re-tie it
so why you talking to me?
i mean, you proved three years ago you ain’t boxing with me
you almost bodied yourself, you’re suppose to body me?
next time you try to k!ll yourself
remember, it’s down the road, not across the street
you are f-cking pathetic, pity party for one
go ahead and go home to your home fife
cause that whole fight says a lot about you, bro
you’ve been running from your problems your whole life
that’s three p-ssy

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