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rage ghr - eediat lyrics

hold up, chip, let me take this d-ckhead
he don’t wanna see a tottenham boy get wicked
picked up my pen to abuse him with it
got my double barrel, you don’t wanna see me lift it
who puts three hooks out on a diss track?
kaylum, i know you was vexed, you filmed that
any dead greaze, one bag of chat
caitlyn jenner didn’t spit no facts
seen stuff before, don’t brag, so who knew?
had a strap on my face but who cares? boo hoo
i’mma k!ll him [?] spit on him when i’m through
you came tottenham to film your eediat video
eediat, should’ve known that’s a wrong move
why you keep telling us chip ain’t real?
he told us himself, you f-ggot, we know
he’s still good on these tottenham roads
why you still acting like you can’t hear rage?
got 100,000 views in your face
my man said “i didn’t send for tottenham”
sound like a b-tch tryna get out a problem
where i’m from, we hear man live and direct
so don’t speak of me through an indirect
while chip goes off to take care of patrick
i might just give you another hat-trick
f-ck it, darg, i’mma k!ll him again
get my turkish dargs and let’s sick him again
tottenham youngers run you right out the ends
i’m lyrically hot, you can’t test my pen
don’t like the smell of fish and you look like a f-nny
take a boy’s car, make him run back to manny
you’re just a female long-distance runner
caitlyn jenner, aka mo farah
about grime scene saviour, don’t take the p-ss
wiley, kano, lethal, skepta
your smelly pussy don’t fit that list
you’re a 2015 mc
and in 2015, turned greaze
been out here since wiley was roll deep
i love the road tings but you know it’s peak
lyrically, i’ll leave you six feet
well, everybody knows what you’ve been on
first you told wretch, then you told fekky
to try and tell chip that you know it’s long
2 2s, you wanna send out a diss track
like really, you should tell your fans the truth
who forced you to go in the booth?
you came here with d but you’re moving loose
adopted child, don’t know your roots
i’ll grab this yout and put him in a headlock
slap his head like an african drum
squeeze his head like my girlfriend’s b-m
he’s just a joke, so this is just fun

[outro]
hahaha
yo, you know what’s coming next, yeah?
alright
you don’t wanna do that
you don’t wanna do that
you don’t wanna do that
violate this turf, you don’t wanna do that
you don’t wanna do that
you don’t wanna do that
you don’t wanna do…
yeah
and we know that you know it’s getting long
for you, rudeboy
clash me, init
cause i’m on what you’re on, cuz
yo jammer, line up the tings, man

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