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scorcher - wiley, frisco, god's gift & jammer diss lyrics

[intro]
i don’t even wanna sound angry cah (scorcher), i ain’t even angry (the movement), see will? will’s brave, will…
but it’s certain other man it’s like they wanna be involved like frisco
if you wanna be involved, it’s alright you know
aye come on, listen

[verse 1]
you need to take it back to the lab, back to the lab
because that sh-t’s actually swag
and you could say i got punched in the face
but who got clapped in the back with a mac?
actually facts
then they met out out your beanies
i’ve clocked all your dirty dealers
and i’ve ruled you already
you done battle with scorcher, are you ready for round 2?
course i’ll be ready and waiting
aye look, frisco, face it, you’re not big, you’re basic
and i see you got a whole new clique you rave with
you kiss -rs-, trying to get big fast
through the whole 04, you sent for wiley
now i see you on ends with wiley
i remember what you said about skepta
now you two are best friends, and smiley

[verse 2]
i rain on the shame
he ain’t got no place in the game
i’m stating it plain, and all for the sake for the fame
he turned his back on his ends and friends
and maybe his name
i laugh when i hear you on the tune with wretch
like fris got wade in the game for the third and fourth time
you lost the plot, but i heard of fourth line
and now you wanna switch your style up
two faced coward, you switch your smile up
you need to realise, fris, your time’s up
you ain’t got the hunger and you ain’t getting younger
look, stick to 9 to 5
because you won’t be rich if you try to rhyme for life
as for flow, this pr-ck ain’t rhyming tight as i
we’ve been here
i’ve already done this, i already won this
it was like 04 when i done fris
when i switch 6 two years back
i can see fris trying to push tears back
fam, keep on talking, i don’t believe you
that’s the problem, i need to

[interlude]
hah, aye, what? hah
aye listen, look, look

[verse 3]
i’m sending for eski, i’m sending for pepsi
tell the old man, fall back
because i’ll rain on wolfpack
keep chatting about bow for the wolves
until i make roman bounce on my tools
you treddin’ on thin ice
that’s for 2nd phaze
your career’s seen better days
and why’s god’s gift getting involved and belling my phone?
he ain’t on my level, i’m sending him home
it’s time that i sweep the game up
will’s trying to clash to keep his name up
but he ain’t a flyboy, he ain’t got nothing on my boy
scatchy ain’t the best white boy
look people, let’s get real, his alb-m dropped in 2003
and he’s still trying to beg for his next big deal
but will, you’ve come to the end of the hill
after countless finals, countless rivals
you lost your crown and your t-tle
and you were signed too
i hate to break the news
see roll deep? i ain’t never seen no team as fake as yous
so don’t kid yourself
when your alb-m hit the shelf, i felt ashamed for you
because when i was in school, i used to take your crew
but apart from rascal, who else made it through?
your team’s the biggest joke, and who’s been on the road
apart from riko, trim, or roach?
you’re a bag of mugs, trying to front like a bag of tugs

[interlude]
hahaha
oh yeah, oh yeah, haha

[verse 4]
and as for jammer
you ain’t no gangster rapper
fall back, or i’ma have to stab ya
and i ain’t gonna warn you two times
because you ain’t worth more than two lines
look, real talk, if we had beef
i’d just break the jaw a few times
because you ain’t the type to war and shoot nines, haha

- scorcher lyrics

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