Who the f*ck are you to say my beats are basic? Where's yours? Bruv let's face it
I'm on another level, you're just chasing, too much crack got man complacent
Don't act woke, you're barely waking, don't act like you care, that's snakey
Big head, no thoughts, fam, you're vacant, Black Lives Matter, Anton, that's blatant
Don't like my beats, they ain't carried by feats, fam my tracks get bought and streamed
You're a rotten crop, and man's the cream, better than me, in your dreams
Come through, tear man at the seams, crack fiend, petty little drama queen
Why do you act like you're better than me? How much does TunnaBeats charge for a lease?
Coz when I come through, you'll be begging on your knees
Snot drip from your nose, "don't end my career please"
Man's just a beat thief, nitty little sneak thief
Crackhead, cunt, go home, brush your teeth please
F*ck off bruv, you selfish vagrant, big head, no thoughts, fam you're vacant
Now I'm here, I've got the stage, so Black Lives Matter, Anton, that's blatant
Now, props for the album, going to a good cause, nah wait, let's pause
I listened to it and I had to put the subtitles on, coz I couldn't understand a word without them
I'm sure the fight goes on, plight still strong, but Anton, I got a question
How do you expect, everyone to believe your bars, when you always doubt them?
Bleating on about not wearing a mask, a YouTube education, won't get you too far
When your info comes, from a man, in his car, it's a par, and I laugh, at your selfish arse
Coz yeah, you're a selfish cunt, man like you need all the help
If you spoke for mental health you'd know how all these people felt
You say you help, but it's pain you dealt, you f*cking leech, you're robbing wealth
Those YouTube rips, just pay your lease, and don't act stealth, you f*cking bell
It's mad how you think you're good, you ain't good, even vaguely
Take that nasal voice, and mic, and just insert it anally
It's mad how much you've boiled my piss, and I've only met you once
At Spoken Showcase, you walked in, I thought they were serving homeless munch
I've sent myself to the front, and it's time to end this, nothing left, you can't defend this
Anton, ProP4in, Nilzz will end this
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Who the f*ck are you to say my beats are basic? Where's yours? Bruv let's face it
I'm on another level, you're just chasing, too much crack got man complacent
Don't act woke, you're barely waking, don't act like you care, that's snakey
Big head, no thoughts, fam, you're vacant, Black Lives Matter, Anton, that's blatant
Don't like my beats, they ain't carried by feats, fam my tracks get bought and streamed
You're a rotten crop, and man's the cream, better than me, in your dreams
Come through, tear man at the seams, crack fiend, petty little drama queen
Why do you act like you're better than me? How much does TunnaBeats charge for a lease?
Coz when I come through, you'll be begging on your knees
Snot drip from your nose, "don't end my career please"
Man's just a beat thief, nitty little sneak thief
Crackhead, cunt, go home, brush your teeth please
F*ck off bruv, you selfish vagrant, big head, no thoughts, fam you're vacant
Now I'm here, I've got the stage, so Black Lives Matter, Anton, that's blatant
Now, props for the album, going to a good cause, nah wait, let's pause
I listened to it and I had to put the subtitles on, coz I couldn't understand a word without them
I'm sure the fight goes on, plight still strong, but Anton, I got a question
How do you expect, everyone to believe your bars, when you always doubt them?
Bleating on about not wearing a mask, a YouTube education, won't get you too far
When your info comes, from a man, in his car, it's a par, and I laugh, at your selfish arse
Coz yeah, you're a selfish cunt, man like you need all the help
If you spoke for mental health you'd know how all these people felt
You say you help, but it's pain you dealt, you f*cking leech, you're robbing wealth
Those YouTube rips, just pay your lease, and don't act stealth, you f*cking bell
It's mad how you think you're good, you ain't good, even vaguely
Take that nasal voice, and mic, and just insert it anally
It's mad how much you've boiled my piss, and I've only met you once
At Spoken Showcase, you walked in, I thought they were serving homeless munch
I've sent myself to the front, and it's time to end this, nothing left, you can't defend this
Anton, ProP4in, Nilzz will end this
I'm on another level, you're just chasing, too much crack got man complacent
Don't act woke, you're barely waking, don't act like you care, that's snakey
Big head, no thoughts, fam, you're vacant, Black Lives Matter, Anton, that's blatant
Don't like my beats, they ain't carried by feats, fam my tracks get bought and streamed
You're a rotten crop, and man's the cream, better than me, in your dreams
Come through, tear man at the seams, crack fiend, petty little drama queen
Why do you act like you're better than me? How much does TunnaBeats charge for a lease?
Coz when I come through, you'll be begging on your knees
Snot drip from your nose, "don't end my career please"
Man's just a beat thief, nitty little sneak thief
Crackhead, cunt, go home, brush your teeth please
F*ck off bruv, you selfish vagrant, big head, no thoughts, fam you're vacant
Now I'm here, I've got the stage, so Black Lives Matter, Anton, that's blatant
Now, props for the album, going to a good cause, nah wait, let's pause
I listened to it and I had to put the subtitles on, coz I couldn't understand a word without them
I'm sure the fight goes on, plight still strong, but Anton, I got a question
How do you expect, everyone to believe your bars, when you always doubt them?
Bleating on about not wearing a mask, a YouTube education, won't get you too far
When your info comes, from a man, in his car, it's a par, and I laugh, at your selfish arse
Coz yeah, you're a selfish cunt, man like you need all the help
If you spoke for mental health you'd know how all these people felt
You say you help, but it's pain you dealt, you f*cking leech, you're robbing wealth
Those YouTube rips, just pay your lease, and don't act stealth, you f*cking bell
It's mad how you think you're good, you ain't good, even vaguely
Take that nasal voice, and mic, and just insert it anally
It's mad how much you've boiled my piss, and I've only met you once
At Spoken Showcase, you walked in, I thought they were serving homeless munch
I've sent myself to the front, and it's time to end this, nothing left, you can't defend this
Anton, ProP4in, Nilzz will end this
Writer: Luke Bonella
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