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pengame rap battle - jm vs a petrelli | pengame rap battle 2025 lyrics

[jm — round one (produced by westy)]
i don’t know why they chose this battle my g — you’re gonna get murked
i wanted a rematch with smile so bad but they scr+pped that fast and they gave me smurgs
bruv — you look like that p+ssio but hooked on work
fact is you’re a little bit worse — matched up when i finish this verse
like, like, what the h+llie?
f+ck petrelli — you need to eat lots of shreddies
got the reddies — not impress me, skinny c+nt’s gonna get boxed already
i’m f+cking ready — i’ve been robbed already
so step to me, darg — i am not the one to be messed with
no straps, no guns — i throw head kicks, send man kip in his bedseat
and i can’t fight this pr+ck, so i guess i gotta spar with words
and l!ck shots from a distance that’ll not miss, have him lookin’ like charlie kirk
this guy definitely voted brexit — nasty work
you came back but you — hardly learnt
just sit back, watch a man, while a man works and…
yeah, yeah, you lack courage
out for the belly but still malnourished
been doing this bare years — not flourished
you’re rubbish and i’mma just leave it at that but…
if you try and get mean in your raps i will leave your t++th with the meanest of gaps
really, as cap, i ain’t got pieces like that
if i did — satsuma, peeling it back
reach for the waistline though…
screen for the daytime, man creep in the gaff
really is that, i’ll get deep for a laugh — fiend for the cash like it was bees on the smack
sh+t gets dark — winter’s in alaska
i can take away all of your hp that i make man go abracadabra
then i might skid right past in that astra
it’s mad stuff — i’m that stereotypical sh+t white b+st+rd
i’ll treat you like your dad does — i won’t show you no love
give your dead mum back rubs
if you think you can match us — think again
dumb c+nt cause your mindsets backwards
and i’m taking it light on the first round
by the 3rd round you’ll regret coming back cuz
time…
[a petrelli — round one (produced by millz otb)]
all of them violence bars are fake, none of them gangster bars are real
how could you come down to man’s place and outdo a south east n+gga on drill?
that’s a crime and i ain’t gonna lie to you fam, you ain’t got that much time to appeal
if my n+ggas would’ve caught you, you would’ve squealed + pleading, try and make deals
it’s cool, my brother you ain’t even got a rap like that, my dog — you’re dead and that’s that
the saddest of matters done made you feel like you can out+rap with the maddest of man
back on this stage, i’m backing my bag to + k!ll + you, and i’m standing on that
who’s who? i’ll slap at your fam
don’t go @ a — cause i’m tagging man back, wait…
welsh boy, you’re tweaking — cah you live on a farm out there where the sheep is
that’s why you’re so sheepish — you hear the sh+t that the mandem got and then teef it
they keep sh+t on the secret — cah they feel jm may see it and steal it
but true i did clean it — my sh+t gone knock like the judge table when they wheel it
i ain’t got feelings — who’s fair in war? so i’m doing it meanish
i don’t play both sides when beefing — i’ll slide on the fence now i’m doing it gruelish
and if you tek man fi eediat — i’ma air this patty on stage, immediate rage
i’m feeling dangerous evening find joseph in the manger, jesus
what about you, baby marj?, dargg, i heard you — your last chance
next man all in that yard — dark, thumping up that narns + torch
what type of father has next man round his daughter?
i don’t believe them bars cah the whole of them bwoy there fraudster
all of them violence bars are fake and none of them gangster bars are real
how could you come down to your man’s place and outdo a south east n+gga on drill?
that’s a crime and i ain’t gonna lie to you fam
you ain’t got that much time to appeal
if my n+ggas would’ve caught you, you would’ve squealed
plead and try to take —
it’s cool my brother you ain’t even gotta rap like that, my dawg
you’re dead and that’s that — the saddest of matters
done made you feel like you could out rap with a maddest of man
back on this stage, i’m back in my bag to — k!ll you and i’m standing on that
who’s who — i’ll slap at your fam
don’t go @ a— cause im tagging man back
[jm — round two (produced by westy)]
when i comes to the bars i go ham— i roast man, lyrics might badup ap
who’s this joke man, roadman looking like krept and konan had a baby?
you’re crazy — actually brave to face me
got melanin but your skin is pasty
nor you in part of the a+team
but you’re still crumbling like pastry
i’m slicing them up, dicing them up, rising it up
take way your life for the dub, on the grimiest stuff
why would i bluff? just puff, puff — lighting them up, rhyming in nuff times they’ve been hiding from us
i’ve been a top five — stop sizing me up
i’m — not nice, i’m a sly little f+ck
i will slide in your spot, give wifey a rub and…
you’re bummy — smell a bit funny and irrelevant, donny
but you’ve got a relevant mummy
i will stick metal in tummy
i’m recklessly gully
come link me right next to the gully
me, i’m aggie — smelling like ammi
and i’m relevant like paddy
still i might roll straight into your nannies
feeding a unripe ackee while i sip my maggy
wahh — murder again of so+called bar i murk with a pen
watch how i disperse verses of lead to this c+ckroach’s big surf is a head, now he’s certainly dead
round two, k!ll off i’ll split man’s wig off, return from the dead
right swing, take chin off and tip man’s bin off
can’t rinse man’s lid off, i’ll swerve and swerve him again
it’s a murder tonight — likkle dead mcs get murked when i write
watch how i disperse murderous rhymes to this p+ssio’s head+top surgical bine
round two done him, i stone cold stun him — it works all the time, you ain’t worth not a dime
take up plumbing or get back running that work for a line
i’m — just telling the truth, i’ve seen crack smokers look better than you
matter of fact — ones on heroin too
you genuine feminine, specimen dude — man, you must be hooked on the newest of food
if you think that you’ll be slewing my crew
me, i just run up on chips dead close and i’ll document that like louis theroux
and i look like i’ve just been shotting, this guy looks like a wrongun
if i was ever out late night plotting — might just pressure and rob him
and if he thinks he can try and do something — i’ll make his blood start clotting (whoop)
nahh jokes, i ain’t really on nothing
but this guy’s shook of a white man bluffing
time
[a petrelli — round two (produced by millz otb)]
mi jus find a style a morning, caw mi ever full a craff
some man shoulda tun inna dem yard
me nuh panic inna war
caw di matic and di static affi charge
fl!ck bat — have yuh duppy pon eh wall
how yuh fi tell a man weh tun up inna purple brand
seh him anuh yard man, yuh waan turtle back?
sh+ll inna yuh spine, mi daddy come ah england fi live e best life
and yuh daddy did ah pree next guy, tek time
yuh fi a angle yuhself, new sense
gi yuh rope, mek yuh strangle yuhself + yow
mental mi give thanks fi mi health
next man ah f+k yuh gyal, yuh mussi wrangle up yuh belt
buss ah hand full ah wealth, pon mi pants and mi belt
diesel dat ah di gas weh yuh smell
sh+ll+a+nelly, gen+a+nelly, bout yuh cyaa spray sh+ll
mi jus done f+k yuh mother who a guh rage h+ll
yow

[jm — round three (produced by paks)]

[a petrelli — round three (produced by millz otb)]
yo, it’s got me beggin’ out “joseph, please”
you don’t want none of that smoke with me
cah it ain’t nothing but volts with me
so please don’t take that tone with me
got me yellin’ out “joseph, please”
you don’t want none of that smoke with me
you don’t want none of your folks to grieve
so please don’t…
yo, i said f+ck you joseph
it’s better you know this, cause i ain’t with none of that noise or racket
that ain’t your child, why you gassing?
don’t die for your bredrin’s fabric
move like moses, split that rapid
and then k!ll joseph for his jacket
bible stories, i know them surely
and if you knew them too, you’d catch it
wait, ain’t this the brother whose dad is gay?
joseph’s god woulda had that in flames
and your sister ran away
i’m just saying it’s kinda strange
how you feel like you’re the man on stage
when your whole family’s estranged
if i was you i’d be mad as well
call melissa cut and gareth bailed
she knew she couldn’t stay in that crib
if he was in there praying on d+ck
rasta came waving stick
and salasi’s power made haste of him
come through, bun that relationship
that’s just god’s graciousness
ap don’t take the p+ss
one more point then jamaica win
but rah, i’m going too far
shoulda stay dark or shoulda go clean?
you ain’t got no bad gyal you a neek
and you come from cardiff, you ain’t got freaks
you ain’t got no yard gal in these streets
cause they only want us, not jmd + zeen?
you ain’t got nothing to pree
g, keep to the b+tter and brie
bwoy weh yuh waan dead off ah dis?
eh nana clip, l!ck off yuh head and yuh chin, yuh talk yuh sh+t
then you get red on your…
just calm a bit boy and take a hit off a spliff like akhi
what we doing here?
i see you ain’t got no clue
stood here, you don’t know what to do
when ap cut through, face is screw
so joseph, please
you don’t want none of that smoke with me
cah it ain’t nothing but volts with me
so please don’t take that tone with me
got me yellin’ out “joseph, please”
you don’t want none of that smoke with me
you don’t want none of your folks to grieve
so please don’t take that tone with me
time

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