I'll draw for the leng, can't find I'll draw for the pen
Stab this idiot then use it to sign his death certificate
Intelligent, intricate and eloquent 
Compared to this dipshit who's delicate
Trying and dodge this I can tell man will swerve
So catch him Saturday and glass man in Curve
Competitions done I'm the best man on road
Whilst you're a sweet boy holding Beth's hand in Rome
Where's your spine at, Tom you're too slack
Letting that bitch post your nudes in the group chat
Enter the dead zone and I'm cracking head bones
Let the girl listen, I'll fuck her through the headphones
And you thought I'd leave her alone, that's slippin
Don't leave her at home, I'll come visiting
Blacked out, come too far now to back out
Bring the axe out you'll see her never again
All the paramedics couldn't put her back together again
Come, try and fuck with this flow
punches stretch ya neck like (Klitschko)... Thought I was gonna
but I didn't though
Watch what happens when I bun a man
Brain slipping out the top like Sunderland
I'm the baddest fam, i'll upper cut ya nans
Have you feeling more blues than you saw in Amsterdam
Not a pretty sight like James smoking skunk
Bum McGregor don't mean you can throw a punch
T O M, don't try and race me to the finish line
Reverse it, you'll need an M O T when I finish mine
This aint a joke rude boi I speak from the heart
You deadlift all day yet... You're weak with the bar
The cheek of this lad thought I wouldn't bring heat to the clash
I step on the track, he sneaks out the back
The discreetest of rats, extermination order
No question about it this is a slaughter

ldt2020