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Lyrics
Chorus
I Don’t Like fake cheats, nah… F*** that//
You need to spit a real verse and yeah, complete that//
I Don’t Like garage music, nah… F*** that//
All they do is spit soft, it’s a freeverse ripped off//
I Don’t Like whack beats, nah… F*** that//
You need to think all through, then get down with the drum//
I Don’t Like bad food, nah… F*** that//
I like to get my eat on, get laid then Im gone//
Verse 1
So if I don’t like that, then I don’t like you//
And yes I like gurls, so I don’t like dudes//
Don’t call me a gay, in ya song, ohh noooo//
Now you need to get ya fiction right bro, get gooone//
Never ask me to rap, if you aint my boy or crew//
Coz that’ll get ya ass clapped, but that don’t bother you//
I wanna f*** these birds, get each one poked//
But Im’a give ‘em no suger like Diet Coke//
So.. kill it , rip it, Im killin the beat//
I’ll leave your nose broke now and a mouth with no teeth//
Beef? Just say the word//
And Im’a come flying down like an attacking bird//
Verse 2
I don’t like false people, who be saying the wrong//
That’s why I stay on the low like a midget gone wrong//
Now I know your gonna think Im the nasty type//
Well FUCK YOU if you think that sh** , alllright?//
I love these beats, that sound all wrong//
That’s why I write a track n make a sick song//
I always deal with this, they call me Personal//
And Im’a wash your boys out, so call me Persil//
Deep heat, retreat, like an army attacks//
Beep-beep, its me, dirtier than mud tracks//
So… You need to live with that//
Coz Im the best outta Wales I know you believe that//
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