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gridline studios - waldo vs banksy lyrics

[intro]
gridline rap battles
waldo
vs
banksyyyyyyy
begin!

[verse 1 + banksy (king mewtwo)]
throughout my life, i was branded a valueless mope
who vandalized public property, but there was always hope
you think legality would stop me from making art? nah
look, i’m putting up a fight while you’re running from your odlaw
seemed devoted to wilma, then you went ahead and ditched her
’cause the friendly thirty+something preferred her twin sister
here’s the elephant in the room, you’re not the only onе of you
you were in the back of martin’s mind whеn he was coming up with you
when i slip into a crowd, no one spots me when they pass
yet the whole world recognizes your candy cane+looking ass
artistically anonymous; i’ll beat you with your walking stick
after i go to drop a diss, they’ll really ask where wally is
[verse 2 + waldo (zawesome)]
you can find me napping when you spit a diss so bland
that verse left me more bemused than a trip to dismaland
i’m gonna beat this bummy black sheep so, banksy, you better step backsies
because i get my lines from the land of nasty nasties
i think you’ve done enough huffing of your “artsy” wall splats
you try to call them meaningful, but i think i can smell a rat
i keep eyes glued to pages just from staying well+hidden, and
just when you think you might’ve found me? you didn’t
when you were playing hide+and+seek, i was setting the standard
you need some help on the mic, i’ll lend you a handford
you’re an overrated runt, whose work is overly blunt
with a hollow phony front, a walking publicity stunt

[verse 3 + banksy (king mewtwo)]
you could be alone on a page, and still get ignored
’cause, after your reboot, no one wants to find you anymore
i’m nameless and faceless, gained more traction than this git got
you’re a novelty, wally. why don’t you exit through the gift shop?

[verse 4 + waldo (zawesome)]
is your face a picasso? ’cause i’ve never seen this man
i’ve seem more quality vandalism when it came from p+n+s man
you used to have crowds flood to cities that your work was in
but any love they may have had for you is now in the bin
[outro]
who won?
who’s next?
you decide!
gridline rap battles!

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