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don't flop - rone vs. blizzard lyrics

[round 1: blizzard]
yo, everything in my bar pile in ganja
wearing that jumper’s proof that your a star-spangled w-nker
i’ll stab you with my instruments that they have in the alley
if you were in a rock band they’s be called spandex bally
ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, i’m describing it all!
i can beat you with these freestyle rhymes that i sprawl
if i embarr-ss you right now i know that you won’t like it at all
your body won’t be working like these lights on this side of the wall!
welcome to the uk man, on a real
when the f-ck are you leaving?!
this crowd cannot relate to the stuff that your speaking
if you were at home right now, you’d be bullied; for breathing!
and for thinking with you’re a big artist with your underachieving
you thought you’d come and win today with that american stuff?
wrong, you’re gonna find the angle incredibly tough
’cause now a white kid’s in your face here telling you stuff
and you’re kind of wishing eurgh would present you a bluff
because you do this at home a lot
you battle all the time
people idolize you, i don’t i call the cr-p out of your rhymes
you battled 360 and protege who get m-ssive hits combined
now look who’s crawling to the uk to grab a bit of shine
trying to take something that’s adamantly mine, i laugh at your demise
this is a minotaur battling a mannequin with a bag over it’s eyes
you stay static in the fight then i jab you with a right
cause damage to your sight, no free health care all the bills staggeringly priced
tell me how the f-ck are you managing this flight?
apart from daddy’s bank account, you will never see this man payed
he’ll try to say that he’s more successful than me, well i’m slade
you should go tour with a rock group, who knows you could come back laid
that won’t be the only time that your asking for band aid
because i’m tighter than you
i can kick a better cypher than you
irish blood so i can handle more cider than you
more arrogant, more laid back, and i’m hypher than you
darker heart, yet i’m more f-cking whiter than you
see there the kind of abstract rhymes that he’ll spew
fair played mate if that’s what you’re inclining to do
but don’t hate if i come to king of the dot -ss naked with a shotgun
’cause i would shoot the f-cking daylight/daylyt out of you!

[round 1: rone]
like he said, this is my overseas debut
so let’s start it up
for those of ya’ll that don’t know me, i rap it dark as f-ck!
for those of ya’ll that do know me, well my last battle wasn’t really up to standard for me
but i still took the win home unanimously
and now i’m back on your scene with raps packing the heat
so how the f-cks a little blizzard gonna stand a chance against me?
this whooping is long over due
i’m finna hulk hogan you, bulldozer, blade of gr-ss into a lawn mower you
and i know the crowd and staff all probably fawn over you
but in a scr-p, i would probably pick a fawn over you
but i still took him
so that there’s an homage to his confidence
but i’ll still cook him
so this whooping is a back handed compliment
blizzard… you need to exfoliate your moldy face
rapidly
bradley green, you badly need some acne cream
his face has more holes than a thimble
or it has been sprinkled with shingles
or your skin doctors gotten you swindled
it’s simple cause even the swift little dimples have pimples
so you’re a breakout star
but what were settling today is what has more blemishes his record or his face
like in your last battle, you done took the grimy route
using dead dad jokes for whole entire rounds
but aren’t you the kid that’s raised silver spoon inside the mouth
so a father is something that this b-tch could not survive without
you went from 2.5 million views, to 300,000 views, to like 70k tops
holy sh-t your just a teen brad and already falling off
and schools were blatantly dissed, in your statements to grist
but complaining about this only makes you a b-tch
and now your taking a p-ss in the game of the wits
so this is me filling you in on the education you missed!
and after all that sh-t you talked about schools
well now your going back
i heard the facts, i though “d-mn how hypocritical is that?”
and i thought that that was bad, until i saw a vid’ that had you making fun of folks in hats, while you wore a f-cking hat
it’s sh-t like that
that makes me think that we can’t get the kid out of you
i’m trying to teach you, not to take the f-cking p-ss out of you
so you gonna take it, i’m not taking any lip out of you
and to throw it in, justin bieber would beat the sh-t out of you!

[round 2: blizzard]
your music’s whack, and you’re never grabbing sh-t off it
if i’m actually honest your attempt at mainstream backpacker rap is moronic
you should take my advice adam and stop it
but i get, america is a very religious country so it makes sense that your only after a prophet
your style is one of the worst i have ever known
this is the 4s to the rotary telephone
you rapping should be illegal
i’m out of your cl-ss b
i suggest a new method, rone?
you style is swag orientated
distorted and jaded
and you rap like you’re always sedated
hearing your accent has me bored and frustrated
now let me pick apart bars of yours that i hated
one of his bars was: “see when i flow, it’s an explosion like a firecracker
’cause i came with that flame i got that fire cracker!”
very cringe worthy coming from a white rapper
and he also said, listen, this sh-t is great
“my sh-t too hot, like papa bear’s porridge”
what the f-ck was he thinking when he worded that line?
is your brain working okay, are you certain it’s fine?
i now feel like battling this person’s a crime
’cause he compares his bars to porridge
porridge from a nursery rhyme
so you wanna rap then, ok cool
stop the bollox i’m on it so much poison in my blood that i’m gonna die from it
i’m not a nice topic, i’m a horror biopic
me and satan share the same cell like we’re monozygotic
take me off my pedestal
not on my wallet
i won’t pay you any dues unless there’s guap in my pocket
me a grist topped the views like you wanna try, stop it
this is don’t flop if your not willing to colonize, drop it
i don’t know if this is below any belt
and i don’t know if it helps
but welcome to birmingham, go f-ck yourself!

[round 2: rone]
i’ll talk about other rapper’s girls
’cause they’re what i’ve actually done
so act like i’m rapping for fun, and it could happen to son
but you call an ambulance up, if you done jammed up your thumb
so me hurting his feelings, might casket him up
example
facebook told me that your with a girl that’s called erin pretty
must be a fake account, ’cause that b-tch isn’t pretty
that thick biddie isn’t a bit skinny
she got a fat waist, thin t-tties, and a snout nose like ms. piggy
and this one here will crush you
’cause even though you’d love too
i promise bro, zara khaliq will never f-ck you
see even before i heard of you, folks wanted me to murder you
and since you’re such a grimy rapper
it wasn’t hard for me to find dirt on you
like how you got your buzz of your cousin shifty
it wasn’t you who did that
and it’s a shame it took shifty’s car crash for your career to make an impact
or the fact that you don’t inhale when blazing trees
which is just insane to me
so from pot smokers everywhere, stop wasting weed!
it’s sh-t like that that makes me think this kids a re-tard
he thinks the act of smoking means that his image is hard
that’s like ordering then pouring out a drink at the bar
or just loving the feeling of an empty syringe in your arm
it’s stupid
yo but we can do it, rap with hands, i’m sure the crowd doesn’t mind
we can really see if brad is greener on the other side
f-ck a greenpeace, a green thumb, ’cause green ain’t the man
i would rather serve bradley; green eggs and ham
and you can have your american idiot bars lined up on replay
that sh-t would be dukie, and today would not be green day
f-ck an ignorant american, you’ll never find a g as wise as me
and i went for being me and you can chalk it up to irony
i’m not fat, don’t watch tv
i’m intelligent, sh-t i try to be
so there’s a million reasons to hate america, but none of them apply to me!
but how about you bro, your names bradley green
son that sounds yank as sh-t
like you light yankee candles, and yankee hats, and f-cking yank your d-ck
yo you’re a fake man u fan or at least a phony in comparison
but today you’ll be just like one, owned by an american
my attack; van persie
my d; ferdinand
if someone confronting you and your gran in the streets, you defer to nan
but i’ll be austere, yes strap him off near death
this is fascinating facets versus a lawn chair’s depth
this a top tier threat vs. a not near vet
so you might get here someday
but you not there yet

[round 3: blizzard]
this guy rone wants to beat me
so he’s gonna say anything he’s gotta say
and yeah i like green day
well your gonna be feeling a blvd of dreams when you come back from your holiday
this ain’t a battle anymore right, it’s a counseling session
i heard some things happened back home when you got bouts of depression
let’s flashback to penn state, let’s say 2007
i bet you never had your track teacher down as a felon
rone did track himself, all the way up til he graduated
he used to write for penn state news he was infatuated
his teacher sandusky noticed adam had emasculated
and that’s when he started to get a little too fascinated
i’m f-cking bringing it back with these lyrics i rap
what the f-ck is this sh-t on your hat?
i’m f-cking freestyling ’cause i forgot all my bars
but that’s ok because right here i just forgot who you are
apart from being touched by a man about triple your age
i could imagine that ordeal would only fill you with rage
but let me turn to a different page
your trauma with sandusky is the reason that you’re so eccentric when you spit on the stage
he’s looking up to god now seeking for his answer
trying to avoid the questions that peeps are gonna ask ya
his [?] makes him wish that his teacher died of cancer
well stockholm syndrome is making him develop feelings for his capture
psychology bars
time

[round 3: rone]
so aside the fact, that you don’t have any hair upon your b-lls
i just heard an irish roman catholic talk about pedophilia, now i’ve seen it all
so what you losing focus?
you ain’t think we notice
it’s the third round and blizzard has yet to drop some cold sh-t
i guess your judgement’s getting clouded, with people saying “blizzard is dope”
he’s getting flaky, soon enough he’ll be addicted to snow
well expect flurries from me i hope you can’t sustain bunches
i would never hail blizzard, i would rather rain punches
and if there’s a mrs. blizzard
i hope she doesn’t stick around
’cause if i find her on the road, than that b-tch is getting plowed
i heard women are from venus, so the p-n-s she catching
she a saturn to a monster truck the way that i’m smashing
said how i get in ur-n-s, you won’t be able to stand it
i made the mercury rise, and i didn’t even plant it
see i don’t have to act sick, motherf-cker i am sick
and i’ve been the man since i was younger than brad is
growing up d-mn, i was such a bad little b-st-rd
that i lost my virginity, before my dad did
but whenever you come aggressive
well sonny it’s unimpressive
you think that it’s something epic, but really it’s just depressing
you only shine and grime, your whole gimmick is one dimension
you only started rapping ’cause you got booted from one direction
i said your a little b-tch boy that’s that sh-t i don’t like
little rich boy that’s that sh-t i don’t like
blizzard? nah, that’s snow white
he’s all bark and he’s no bite
yeah he is not the rone type and that’s that sh-t i don’t like
i’ve never seen someone so impressed with themselves
really it’s just disgusting
every morning he wakes up, takes a sh-t, and then instagrams a picture of it
so should i call him a “try hard” for his style and clothes
or should i call him donald glover for his childish flow
like, pow, that’s one jab to the chest
watch how i don’t be smackin’ his head
i would hit him in the chin, but a hit up to the chin to him just might be snappin’ his neck
beast in the flesh
i’ve been the best from the east to the west
this will be the echo of the very last lego
but instead i’ll be the one to put the b’s to your chest
i really want to f-ck with him
but then again he’s just a kid
so instead of suckerin’ him
i’ll just f-ckin’ tuck him in
so done have some dope opponents, but none this sick
you had some fans but now they wanna jump his ship
i f-ck with the uk
brad can suck this d-ck
so god save the queen
but f-ck this b-tch!

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