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scorzayzee vs oshea - don't flop lyrics

[oshea]
say my name, say my name
i don’t give a sh*t if i lose this
i’m still big up in the game, still
big up all the same, safe for the battle
but you’re off your f*cking rocker, think you taking my mantle?
see, this is my sh*t, i do this on the regular
i get rid of crack from the scene like an enema
all i see is blood blood, like the bl**dy predator
showed me upfront, you can call me benzema
oshea, bang bang
tali*taliban bang
get rid of man’s food, a private ramadan*dan
*bars like * valentine
make man look a fool on stage, pantomine
you ain’t no pal of mine, this guy’s a puff
slap man up on the pitch likе brian clough
you a mess on the mic, i’ma tidy up
i roll the park p*ssеd up and set fire to dubs
yo, shouts out shottingham
but catch me outside your butchers, shottin’ ham
f*ck that deep bullsh*t i’m, shottin’ ham
your bird looks like the hunchback of notre dam, yeah
this is the same promise
me and your main man nicknamed sherwood forest
o’s got bars for days
man rush more blades, man i carve your face
‘cus oshea’s on it
big bag of mandy, oshea bomb it
ten minutes later, oshea vomit
catch me in the toilet, head spinnin’ like sonic
like i’m a badman, kidda
turn up in your house, black batman, kidda
lad, ya better slap that kidda
i be fat, but i’m not that fat, kidda
[scorzayzee]
i’ll kick off your head and spin it on my middle finger
sacrifice you on the altar like the reptilia pindar
you’re real name’s linda
you spend all night on the internet
lookin’ for your next date on tinder
i grab you by both arms and dash you out the window
f*ck isis, i’ll blow you up dressed like a ninja
i’m good for your career, ‘cos i’m the best type to be your worst nightmare
trust me, you’ll have less nights to sleep
f*ck the fat jokes, i’m lazy
i just like to eat
especially emcees on, this type of beat
you’re so full of sh*t, you got no right to breathe
i’ll roast you ’til the police only recognise you by your t**th
should’ve known better than to test the scorzilla
i’m the formidable, four*syllable, morgue filler, natural*born k!ller, schizophrenic, how you more iller?
f*ck a body bag
wrap him up and clap him in a tortilla
what’s your crew’s name, d*ck limerick?
f*ck that, it should have been p*ssyhole millersis
step it up, slice you from neck to foot
you got no sk!lls
you’ll get dragged off the stage with a shepherd’s crook
i’ll beat you on stage, i’ll beat you on tracks
i’ll beat you on tape cassettes, cd and wax
i’ll beat you on camera
run round you so fast, you’ll look like the planet saturn when they try and play it back
oshea’s a legend, gotta give him respect
it’s only right he gets a quick death, twist to the neck
if he survives, i’ll put him out his misery
take a few steps back, then i’ll finish him with a kick to the head
i hate the fact i’ve gotta k!ll this liverpudlian
i rate him, all’s fair love and war, i don’t hate him
i’m the wrong one when i’m on one
your great*grandad should have wore a rubber glove finger for a condom
i spit ’til my lungs hurt, you’ve done dirt? i’ve done worse
i must have been born premature the way i come first
you was born with a curse
then nurse slapped you round the face
she could tell you was the type to come and spit a dumb verse
f*ck all the rhymes, all i need is one turn
stand there and stare
all you’re gonna get is sunburn
you was never runnin’ up the street lettin’ your gun burst
you was runnin’ up the street hiding with your mum’s purse
[oshea]
yo, what’s happenin’ scorz?
best protect ya neck
i bounce ya head up off the board
ya can inspect the deck, lad
underdog with that leicester threat
bring ya bird round ‘ere i’ll get her extra wet

[scorzayzee]
yo, you’ll get her extra wet
you come round here, you’ll get an extra step
to your b*lls, scorz don’t mess
i’ll chop off your head
and leave you like eliot ness

[oshea]
lad, f*ck this lad
who the f*ck’s scorzayzee?
i sh*g hoes and the dirty wh0re pay me
lad, you’re fat because you’re lazy
i’m old school like i was born in 4 a.d

[scorzayzee]
i’m fat ‘cos i like your mum’s cookin’
who you tryin’ to test, freestyle it’s not lookin’
*good for you, i’ll clap off your nose
try to test me, arr i’ll rip off your clothes
[oshea]
lad, don’t make me hit her with a, f*ckin’ hit
my mum’s cookin’, is f*ckin’ sh*t
listen, your mum is a d*mn slag
next round your ma’s p*ssy is the f*ckin’ gladbag

[scorzayzee]
yo, my freestyle’s so venomous
you’re the reason why it’s so hard to claim benefits
i got bars that’ll melt you
catch you at your wedding and set fire to your sh*ll suit

[oshea]
rockin’ ’em, mic’s i’m rockin’ ’em
f*ckin’ with me, you’ll get a kane like tottenham
yeah, i’m talkin’ harry kane
you’re so g*y, lad you’d probably marry bane

[scorzayzee]
i didn’t marry bane
i just come on the stage like i carry a cane
with a sword in it, yo
when i grab that microphone
i’m floorin’ him, yeah i’m scorzin’ him

[oshea]
he’s talkin’, he’s carryin’ with a sword in it
g*y p*rnos, you’re in it
listen, you are a h0m*
i come through good at the back like joey yobo

[scorzayzee]
you look like the littlest hobo
you need to go home
you haven’t got a flow, bro
why you comin’ round here? you got no dough
yo, you’re a f*ggot, h0m*

[oshea]
oh, all your boy’s gone
your mum look like pierre van hooijdonk
yeah, f*ck this c*nt!
this guy’s turned up with a f*ckin’ packed lunch

[scorzayzee]
yo, he scored more goals than you
yo, she represent, you know she’s true
who you tryna test, scorzayzee the legend
i come through, give me your fist, you’re my bredrin

[oshea]
it’s oshea, i’m a f*ckin’ shot caller
of course he scored more goals, i’m not a footballer
i’m on stage and i’m rhymin’ the sh*t
your mum is disgusting and the v*g*n*l is sh*t

[scorzayzee]
the v*g*n* is sh*t
shut up, yo you ain’t findin’ the cl*t
you’re like “yo, is it here? is it there?”
no that’s the *rs*, you f*ckin’ tw*t, bear

[oshea]
lad, ya not an emcee
you horrible
you got a forehead like f*ckin’ [___]
you couldn’t see me, with two monocles
you’re so g*y, lad you probably do chronicle

[scorzayzee]
no, you ain’t been a boss, mate
you look like me, if i lost weight
yo, crossbow to your face
scorzayzee, i’ll blow you right out the place

[oshea]
i look like you if i lost weight, diet
i look better than you, you should try it
yeah, you know that’s true
i got a flow that’s true, this sh*t is overdue

[scorzayzee]
yo, you can’t buy your phone bill
grab the microphone, you’re not so ill
i’m still iller i believe that
you need to give cilla black her false t**th back

[oshea]
lad, f*ck you scorz, you got no sk!ll
why the f*ck would i wanna buy me phone bill?
that’s so unclean
it don’t make no sense, what the f*ck do you mean?

[scorzayzee]
yo, can i just rip him?
grab the microphone, then i’ll bang him in the kitchen
put him on a sandwich
with his hands still ‘chitchin, twitchin’
then i just kick him

[oshea]
f*ck that, you know i got a sicker flow
standin’ on stage against bam bam bigelow
i do that so much, i get a wicker low
you can’t even fit in the f*ckin’ video

[scorzayzee]
that’s a good line
i won’t lie, that freestyle was a good rhyme
yo, when i melt you
i grab that microphone, n0body felt you

[oshea]
lad, you beating me? kidding, never
that was a good line but the one in the toilet was better
i’m on the cocaine
i’ll blow your f*ckin’ brains out like kurt cobain

[scorzayzee]
like kurt cobain
you was that little poorly kid with no train
like, “mum, come on please buy me toys”
and she’s like “shut up that noise”

[oshea]
yo, f*ck this punk
i come through lad, and i’ll kick his c*nt
yeah, descending to that sorta level
he said it before, man i’ll go and meet the devil

[scorzayzee]
you can’t beat the devil
you ain’t kurt cobain, you’re not a rebel
you’ll never blow your own brains out
yo, i’ll come through, shoot your frame, game out

[oshea]
good bars? his verse? none
he watches live football on plus*one
he’s f*ckin’ stupid
man i come through, with an arrow like cupid

[scorzayzee]
your favourite program is doctors
ya f*ckin’ hippopotamus

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