Destruction Of The Eiffel Tower
Ghetts
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Oi P, I'm disappointed in you ya know (I am) Ah you ain't no where near ready for me (Hah) I'm on a next ting for you (yeah) All you do is remix my songs I Can't even do that to you They don't know the tunes They might think I wrote it (Ha ha ha ha ha) Dead I ain't taking the subtle approach I beat P like there's a belt buckle involved MC's like me: running the road MC's like P: come and they go MC's like me: style upon style MC's like P: couple of flows MC's like me: performing on tours MC's like P: couple of shows (Haha) Let me get straight to the point I ain't got no time to play with this boy When I'm done with him Everyone will think they just watched Another remaking of Troy P's reply was blatantly moist (yeah) He said a few funny things P's funny, keep the jokes coming in Should I be worried? I've already duppied him All Black Winter, black clouds above him End of discussion Oi, who left Blacks in the oven? (Ah) If you think P Money is ready for the war Then I'm sure I can see Blacks blushing His fans think I'm down Two guns up, come back bussing (Bop, bop, bop) surprise, surprise None of you saw that coming If my name was Paris I would've spent half of my life embarrassed I would've wished my parents never met Let alone slept together and Then got married, oh If my name was Paris I would've spent half of my life embarrassed I would've wished my parents never met Let alone slept together and Then got married, oh Again he's asking where the artillery is This silly prick won't know till I kill him with it (Uh, huh) Where was I when the beef kicked off? Right there in the middle of it (Uh, huh) I don't wanna hear man talk like a shooter Unless his name is Billy the Kid Tell Paris, I'm Baghdad Suicidal, two bombs in the backpack Tickity-tick tick boom I deliver the hit's (Big tunes) Like sing badabada I made more money of a song that flopped Than P Money has in his whole career So sing badabada hahaha on the way to the Closest bank in the manor Sing badabada (yeah) I'm looking at P from the top And the lift don't work And I've kicked the ladder And It ain't over yet, he don't pose a threat Every blow he's thrown has Been below the neck Body blows, not one blow to my head I body foes, with one blow man are dead It's Muhammad vs Joe in effect And I run it, you know I ain't Joe in the end Rope-a dope that one hit's like an overdose Overclose to your death Run up on OGz, one up Money, don't run if your laces ain't done up Cause if you trip over I'll stamp you out till it's over Bones broke, face all buss up (Boom) How can you say that I ain't stabbed nobody? I can name more than five man I've cut up (Bop) nobody in my clique is a snitch (Nah) They talk Get nicked and chew your own blood up (yeah) Name, address, even the car he drives You're a snake you'll get your mate stuck up (yeah) killed him already but his fans Went to the cemetery With shovels and dug that mug up (Wooh) Now he's back for more I swear down he was better off dead Got the champion's belt on P can't get it off Never I be letting off, lead forever Enough about me let's talk about you (yeah) What you ain't done (Huh?) What you have done (Oh) Okay, you've got three CDs (Yep) One's okay, two are really weak (Poor) Let's have a look at P's CV (Haha) How can a yout with 685, 000 MySpace views Talk to a nigga with 2, 103 000 MySpace views? You stand still, I make moves I came in the game a year before you Yeah, Risky Roadz 2 I saw you And that was '05, now it's '010 And you're still in the newcomer category Swear P Money wouldn't win this clash If he made every MC in Blue Borough battle me (Brap) kill off your cavalry, casually Me run tings in the MC academy Pain, agony, that's what you feel when I aim Rapidly, hit anybody in the way Tragedy, any MC in the game Casualty, don't bite the hand that feeds you I've got P Money on begs, happily (Ah) If my name was Paris I would've spent half of my life embarrassed I would've wished my parents never met Let alone slept together and Then got married, oh If my name was Paris I would've spent half of my life embarrassed I would've wished my parents never met Let alone slept together and Then got married, oh P ain't got no dough in the bank That's why he looks like a tramp I'd rather wear no bling, than gold rings Sovereigns on every finger, I told him You can head to cash converters hoping It's a dough ting Nah fam it's a blue note at the most But you probably won't believe me until The day you've sold them Dead already, lemme dead him again And if I get him I'm getting his friends I know what Dee thinks Deep down, "P pound should never of sent" I watch the shot rebound I pick the ball up, now he better defend His last reply couldn't harm a fly I'm the best, anybody that can't decide Don't know about bars or the art of rhymes One line of fat hands So P Money's a one-liner man So there's only one sight to stand Still this is one way traffic Come touch this one way damage Wait, I ain't being direct enough Back to back, 'cause Littles and Blacks You will never get better Come do a live set with us which reminds me I watched F*ck Radio 5 the other day and I clocked you behind me watching me slyly P Money's a batty boy i bet he was in school Sucking cock in the library (yeah) No wonder he's talking that gay shit Face it He ain't gotta squeeze his shit out his anus (Air) nah, it just drops out How can he say that I owe man head When he's the one with a cock mouth? I could imagine P Money on lock down Yeah, everyday getting had up Till he starts riding voluntary bang up (Boom) dad comes to visit looks at his son Shakes his head and tell him to man up (Hah) Me? I'm suicidal on the riddim While P would be suicidal on a prison (Brap) Come to his door, open his flap up Body hanging from the ceiling He, only had a week left, this don't add up Why would someone do such a thing? Every night he let his cellmate tuck him in (Ah) he can't leave his cell door open Without twenty five man running in But again shipped out to a whole other wing If my name was Paris I would've spent half of my life embarrassed I would've wished my parents never met Let alone slept together and Then got married, oh If my name was Paris I would've spent half of my life embarrassed I would've wished my parents never met Let alone slept together and Then got married, oh He's not swag, yeah (He's not, he's alright, he's alright) But he's nowhere near Ghetts (Nowhere near me) I'm on a next level to my man he's on radio Talking about "it's like Jay-Z and Nas" Huh? In your world If my name was Paris I would've spent half of my life embarrassed I would've wished my parents never met Let alone slept together and Then got married, oh If my name was Paris I would've spent half of my life embarrassed I would've wished my parents never met Let alone slept together and Then got married, oh Alright, he's not swag yeah (He's not, he's alright, he's alright) But, he's nowhere near Ghetts (Nowhere near me) I'm on a next level to my man (Trust) He's on radio Talking about "It's like Jay-Z and Nas" (Ha ha ha) huh? In your world (Hah) If my name was Paris I would've spent half of my life embarrassed I would've wished my parents never met Let alone slept together and Then got married, oh If my name was Paris I would've spent half of my life embarrassed I would've wished my parents never met Let alone slept together and Then got married, oh
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