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Lil pussyhole

  1. [INTRO]
  2. Ay, you're about to be lyrically fucking fried
  3. UK Grime style, new type to put in your mind
  4. now lemme start this with a good beat
  5. just for the extra tension and heat.
  6.  
  7. [VERSE 1]
  8. Get sparked, I'm a straight up bully
  9. your eyes proper squirting tears fully
  10. mans got blade, shanked you up, total drama
  11. don't snake or pussyholes like you see karma
  12. white yokel wannabe a roadman, little Mcleny
  13. proper gas'ed with one slag, ain't that many
  14. skets joyriding on my galore
  15. jizz stuck onto their faces, I will pour
  16. getting mandem to be resetting
  17. fans on your dick by a fake setting
  18. my pockets ripped open by them mad P's
  19. piece in my hand, start your praying creeds
  20. your bitch is robbed, I start flexing
  21. your bitch is who I'm texting
  22. her spread out legs and a ting
  23. you proper wet only doing sexting
  24. you ain't mixed in, and I'm blessed in
  25. your ho I only shaking for the testing
  26. all slags I got be peng like a Lamborghini
  27. proper jokes when skets see your tiny weenie.
  28.  
  29. [HOOK]
  30. Mcleny, why so fake? Bare heads knowing
  31. you flop thinking the truth is what you're showing
  32. lower your volume, don't chat back
  33. or your belly be ripped and slashed bad
  34. your mum getting you slapped and sad.
  35.  
  36. [VERSE 2]
  37. Acting high class but you ain't got 110s
  38. you only chatty chat about Mercedes Benz
  39. you can't afford, your bills stacked and intense
  40. you be monkey monkey lyrics from MC Ren's
  41. dash your skull, buy some contact lenses
  42. your eyes a magnet to my paper
  43. drooling from lips, your lips like a pager
  44. looking at shiny rings, don't get vexed
  45. like the time I had your mum flexed
  46. you all day computer kid, all anorexic
  47. you under 30kg, big green tick
  48. your arms all jokes, like a stick
  49. wannabe roadman, don't know your own ends
  50. thinking that online it all depends
  51. don't be extra, you got no friends
  52. See me cruising, better duck
  53. lock lock pow, I don't give a fuck
  54. drive by on you, 100% bad luck.
  55.  
  56. [HOOK]
  57. Mcleny, why so fake? Bare heads knowing
  58. you flop thinking the truth is what you're showing
  59. lower your volume, don't chat back
  60. or your belly be ripped and slashed bad
  61. your mum getting you slapped and sad.
  62.  
  63. [VERSE 3]
  64. Boo, fucking hoo, I'm just too rude
  65. don't be dropping tears in a bad mood
  66. rope around your neck, legs kicked the table
  67. you're in a morgue, your toe with a death label
  68. no air you're breathing, nor extending your belly
  69. your flesh starts to rot, body all smelly
  70. these mad bars I'm all gonna be griming
  71. your career will boom, a tick tock timing
  72. saying you'll kick my ass, let's scramble
  73. right now you putting your life on a gamble
  74. I'll mash you up in the style of Muhammad Ali
  75. also this diss in the style of Makaveli
  76. on your fake friends you start to rely
  77. wait, you got zero, you start to cry
  78. when you get banged up you dial the O's
  79. feds with no evidence, no one knows
  80. I dial thugs to get you into dead meat
  81. your life I will surely be able to delete
  82. you a pussyhole, not wanting a bit of some beef
  83. see Suppressor or Consey, you got shattering teeth
  84. all you wanting is number one
  85. that's why now you're done
  86. little coward, rat rat to your Commanders
  87. you even thrilled of Fruit, fear is your curse.
  88.  
  89. [HOOK]
  90. Mcleny, why so fake? Bare heads knowing
  91. you flop thinking the truth is what you're showing
  92. lower your volume, don't chat back
  93. or your belly be ripped and slashed bad
  94. your mum getting you slapped and sad.
  95.  
  96. [OUTRO]
  97. Lyrics finished, beat fading away
  98. you just got silenced, you got no say
  99. told you all I was gonna deliver
  100. this was to show him he ain't superior.

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