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Marlo vs Mos Prob (Round Three)

Don't Flop

Marlo vs Mos Prob

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Tekst piosenki
[Marlo] Right, question, who voted for this? That's right, nobody did You know what it is The moment it hit Most were on his old school Toshiba loading in clicks Over and over til his mouse broke into bits He ticked the box like fifty odd times Before it exploded the system The forum closed and desisted There wasn't a hope for the kids that wanted me to go against Briggs And don't lie, I know guys, you totally did It's mosh team versus posh team it would have only been sick You had everything written ahead of this fixture Before any ever decision was ever envisioned Is he quite geeky? Yes Why, look at the size of his specs His technical side is the best No, seriously, he might be IT obsessed Christ he connected like nine ethernet Cables underneath his table to his IP address Just to make it absolutely certain we would fight to the death Because he was psyched he would get to write me some threats After I beat this peasant in five leagues of chess Yes, you are quite keen to step now Our rivals been keeping you up at night, feeling stressed, like: 'Goshdarnit, who does this Marlo guy think he is? Being all middle class and white in this bitch Doing rhymes about recycling bins He sounds kinda like me a bit Minus the lisp I desperately try to hide when I spit' Don't try and deny it you prick So who claimed this is a mirror match? Well that's quite depressing Some facts might contest it but that's my contention I mean, we may both well be well-spoken Gap Yah contenders But I'm better by a damn-sight and you're not a damned sight impressive Plus I can see perfectly, and Dan's sight's regressing I stand by the fact I can out-write and test him If this is a mirror match, watch me catch my reflection We might both be middle class but I'm a different sort See, I'm a frigging Lord I will not drink your motherfucking wine if it is corked Plus it's easier to picture me riding on a horse You spit basic rhymes And only take the prize For most consistent miming Of a walk when you're wobbling from side to side and back and forth So fuck you, you cunt Really, it should be clear this is true You're only ever good in battles for all the weird shit you do See you're the type to call it time in the middle of a s- Time [Mos Prob] I liked your chess scheme, it was actually quite decent But you're an Aryan fuck-tard so you only play with the white pieces This is my successor innit Basically just me with a fresher image Who got like six billion views in seven minutes When I'm pushing 35K and stretching limits I mean damn, I'm gunna have to find myself a better gimmick Time to fucking get submissive This is the [?] mandrils [??] Versus the Pope and The Bangles [??] And you're partly culpable Bagnall 'Cos when I started to build a cult through my battles They won't even film from multiple angles See, I grew up collecting dust Never did the sex as much Stayed in the possessive clutch of a well over-protective mum Bullied by oppressive thugs, so I never had the strength to punch [?] being smarmy and offensive got ladies interested, yum [?] wouldn't have to do test and stuff No prospects so I spent each day in a call centre, depressed as fuck Then ended up in a financially dependent rut, [?], doing sketchy stuff for my bestest chum, sound familiar? Damn right, I fucking bet it does And then he started to battle rap But you're just someone else's sad sequel Don't Flop's where I discovered multis, how to get flips off [?] How to get flipped off and act evil Don't Flop is where you discovered Hip Hop, females and black people I'll humiliate you in public, and then we'll go to the cinema after This isn't a difference between who can spit a bar faster Or give them hard laughter This is a difference between a middle class rapper and a middle class wrapper I mean, I'm just as middle class as you But it's something that I don't try to hard to prove The same guilt that's a part of me is a part of you I feel bad when I see a homeless person and pass them too And when someone burps I actually say 'Pardon you' But this is genuine rapper - so posh, glasses, jew versus teribble actor - Don't Flop's Martin Clunes And since it's my demographic that gave Mark his views And they pass to you, it's the same irony card you abused Except I only used mine on the outside of the mask I used Your whole stance is proved [??] used So at the moment it doesn't Your whole stance is proved to be just a simulation of lines other artists used So, at the moment it doesn't really seem that hard to lose But you don't get to be Dizaster with smarter shoes and a middle class martyr too It may make everyone laugh it's true But the side I'm on is of a darker hue It's time to meet your father, Luke So yeah, you're funny, clever with rhymes, incredibly posh And I don't doubt you're better with props But why only wait 'til you step in the spot See these? No you can be me whenever you want MOS PROB AWARDED THE WIN BASED ON A 2 TO 1 VOTE
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