Two Birds, One Stone (feat. Emcee Nazza)
Emcee Aidos
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Yeah, f*ck you Toby Fucken little dick faggot bitch Fucken suck a turd cunt, haha Cunts loudmouth but ain't want beef Otherwise catch me in they sleep Cause I be moving like a beast Blood be all on the sheets Slicing and dicing, who's next in line All the boys I know will come through with some Ricin Hiding away when the cops come out and play I'll grab a blade and kill till the end of the day You know I'm psyko I hit you like the hydro And I know I go Just let my guys go We hit em with some nyquil Fly so ill So ill we about to kill Toby You look like a phony version of stony You obviously know me So please vote for me Toby one knoby You are the biggest bitch But you just lost half your ovarys So you just lost what you couldn't bring to mind Haha I was never riding with you man Suck a shit Haha, bitch Knew this guy from way back when, Toby Sigismondi Thinks his slick, but the only scheme he runs is ponzi Came up flexing his new phone, apparently he brought a jeep I saw the receipt, it's straight off the scrap heap Gets his clothes straight from the bin at the salvos Thinks his tough but really he's just as big as Elmo Used that size to throw Jayden off the stairs Half that size was gained eating at Ferguson Plarres Claims all he needs is gym and beers Him and Chris Azzopardi, both rapists and queers He wishes he was like Chopper and had no ears And he sucks at driving, claims his vehicle never steers To look cool he hangs with 17 year old girls, got em roped But as it turns out, by him, they were groped And as I said, he got em tied down with rope Begged em back, on the condition of telling Nazza nope Did I mention, he loves getting involved in beef? Half the time, I swear he was smoking pot leaf To look tough, he'd drop skinny kids and tell lies But then he got dropped, bitch pick on someone your own size Motherfucker Oh you thought I was done? Hahah F*ck you Peter Cherrill You're next bitch Knew this kid from way back when, Peter Cherrill Had a look recently, he's looking pretty feral Heard he got molested, by Mr Terrill Kept it on the hush, talked to his psych lady Cheryl It's a shame our beef never reached it's peak If he'd fucked with me he'd have a horrible leak Wouldn't be able to walk or speak Lets see then who beats the streak His family are gangsters, pimps and thugs Spent their whole lives pedalling drugs That's the myth, they run their mouths not the streets To solve their beefs, they call the police Called em up, spoke to the chief Said this guy's giving me grief We'll be their in a sec Pete, smoke some more pot leaf He wants the dick, doesn't want the beef My man went round and handed him his arse His sisters selling dope, but I tested it it's grass Be careful, watch them shards of glass Steps on em, stop slanging get back to class Peter, this ain't no Hoppers shit Fight me then shake my hand? Bitch suck my dick Tried to fight, bitch you can't hit You just low blow, surprised I wasn't bit Heard recently he's into stealing cars I rap battled him, he didn't even have bars Keeps his money in lemon jars He'll be the first one to go when they find life on mars He acts hard, don't f*ck with me bro He just sends mates to roll people and steal their phones He's paranoid, thinks he's being watched by drones His family all look the same, I swear they're clones They used to say can we increase the peace The only peace increase is that which deletes ya peeps Like I said Peter, you run mouths you don't run streets And while you're at it, stop rolling people for their beats Man I know your secret, girls you hit em And stop tryna kiss middle aged women Stop yelling man. we know your weakness is spittin Except for saliva of course, the spotlights dimming All those 'tough' voicemail messages you left, yeah I heard em Pull your skirt up Peter you got murdered You and your whole family are straight out of the circus F*ck with me you won't be heard from again, word to this I ain't even gotta say anymore, everyone knows Quit tryna be tough Peter, you look like an asshole F*CK YOU BITCH Mr Cherrill You look pretty fucken terrible Your sitting there, be careful you look feral when it comes to this Your face will be the mort and you'll get fisted Your toungue will be twisted And you'll still have a little shrimp dick Back around Hoppers When you really went to the feds You still don't understand You be redder than tomatos How's Ms Cowell again? You be loosing all them chromosomes Its' your own fault You're all alone So what do you do Sell some crack at home Back once again So I drop a diss on you dickhead You've got a big head No wonder you went to the feds They wonder where his bus went Tell your husband Anthony Palmer You look like the farmer That sucks the cows tit And they'll harvest his organs By playing the acordian Haha Tell your mates who stole my phone They're all snakes and wouldn't stand a chance if I started taking shots I'll put my blade Straight through the veins I'll be insane When I finish like a wolverine in the blood scene
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