Scizzahz vs Wizard (Round Two)

[Round 2: Wizard] Scizz is like those thin cigarettes; tiny fag He's obsessed with twelve inches like he's vinyl mad You can dress like me all you want, you'll never have my kind of swag And I stay strapped, yeah, rock climber's bag Yeah, you're damn right I clap heat I'll go to my arsenal, get the eight, it's on your chest; Nasri Speaking of arsenal, fuck your manager I'll shoot him in his quiet house, it'll make a hell of a racket; Slazenger And every battle I'm in is a motherfucking classic If I pull the beam out, you won't do nothing, you faggot When I start busting the ratchet, you'll be like a pissed off gardener when my slugs fuck up your cabbage I've got Glocks too If it's beef, then the end of the burner is smoking like hot food If the heat's on dude, then my team pop you, yeah I squeeze the pump, no Reebok shoe Yo, let's go [Round 2: Scizzahz] In the first round he dissed my missus, that needs to stop She grew up on the Eastern Bloc; every day she squeezed them Glocks Do you carry a pistol when you're delivering pizzas boss? Actually, can I get a pepperoni passion, halapeños and extra cheese on top I bust the wettest piece, when I'm letting 'em squeeze Your gun bars are Vauxhall Conference, mines are Premier League When I'm collecting the cheese, you don't wanna test fam Cause I stay with them hammers like West Ham's best fans Why you starting shit? I've got more guns than the Gaza strip I put the cannon to your chest like you're wearing the Arsenal strip Why are you even trying to rap? You speak aloud, I'll beat you down You'll be like Peter Crouch, find the nine to your back Basically, you don't blaze on streets The only time he sprays the heat is when his radiator leaks Stick to making beats, or your melon splits like this I roll with the pump, like a well equipped cyclist Mess with the homey Scizz, you know the risks Watching my battles on repeat is the only time he's reloading clips And I'm the one clipping magazines, so when my people go nuts you won't be okay when they blam the heat, hello