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will and the mix - pricks! lyrics

[verse 1]
you just rap battle to quit it
cause of your, poor quality lyrics
you’re not fit for it
you might as well sit for this bit
you don’t do hip hop
you knit; you forgot your kit
admit it, you’re never gonna make a single profit off it
you lost it, i got it, you pathetic, little hobbit
i’m placing deposits
but i don’t have faith in you
cause kids in my town will beat the sh-t out of you
d-mn, kids on my block will, sh-t, do i have a clue
if i’m safe when i make my walk into town
or i’ll jumped by gippos and tackled down to the ground
and watch ‘em run around a mound of items you stole from the town
leave me alone; my trousers have turned brown
(urgh)
you’re not aloud to rap
i got a crown for that
but you’re too scared, you’re chick
it’s bare, you’re just thick
i rap to the snare and i rap to the kick
you’re nothing but a pathetic pile of pr-cks!

[hook] x2
time to give it up
time for me to live it up
time to give me a chance to climb out of the muck
stop singing your cr-p, and shut the h-ll up

[verse 2]
i’m back in the cl-ss again
back with my m-ss of friends
turning round a m-ssive bend
just to attend to make my ends meet
to fend off a beef
to defend the street
like your gran, making sure everything’s tidy and neat
(queer!)
get away, get back
you hash tag swag f-g
take off your snapback
and snapback into real life
get off twitter
and wack smack back onto the mic
i’m hitter you quitter
i’m lyrical spitter
you’re all for easy listening, i make my rhymes the bitter
and in every song i’m gonna make some similar choices
i’m a mental, my heads just full of these noises
come on pr-cks your more of let down than moyes is
i’ll get my shotgun in my bag
cause i’ve got one in the back
up on my shelf, on top of the third rack
i’m about to attack
and get my weapon, out of the sack
i’m about to give you little more than a slap
once i pull the trigger there’s no going back

[hook] x2
time to give it up
time for me to live it up
time to give me a chance to climb out of the muck
stop singing your cr-p, and shut the h-ll up!

is that all you got
i’ll take my shot at you lot
have you forgot?
i am will and the mix
you’re nothing but a pathetic pile of pr-cks!
b-tch!

- will and the mix lyrics

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