Scoffing Your Face

[Intro]
Oi
Man needs to hit the jump or something
Man's been sitting down lifting burgers
What's wrong with the dons?
Fam
Get off the sofa
Turn off EastEnders
Turn off Coronation Street
Drop and give me 20
Pagan
Ah

[Chorus]
War, war, war, war, war, war
It’s obvious mate
You write bars while scoffing your face
Come on your bars ain’t hard fam put down the Häagen-Daz and lock it, I'll wait
They know I'm great just like the carbohydrates that you got on your plate
You don’t want none of these beefs
You ain’t running these streets
Even if you jog in a day
War, war, war, war, war, war
It’s obvious mate
You write bars while scoffing your face
Come on your bars ain’t hard fam put down the Häagen-Daz and lock it, I'll wait
They know I'm great just like the carbohydrates that you got on your plate
You don’t want none of these beefs
You ain’t running these streets
Even if you jog in a day

[Verse 1]
We know that you're a chicken and yeah it'sa wrap bro
Come to my ends get turfed no astro
I look at man in the face, like that you’ve been eating way too much donuts you’re a fatso
And about you running the ends, oh please
You couldn’t even run couple laps so
It’s a big fact if I take your snickers and kit-kat you probably can have an asthma attack, wow
Slow down with your heavy breathing
Sounds like a heathen, you should go vegan
You were saying it's MCs you're eating
You’re so fat I think it's MCs you've eaten
See these treatment cus I’ma burning this clump
Looking like a Caucasian Sherman Klump
Stressing on my shoulders, you ain't earning one
I've been sipping my tea like Kermit, cus'
I looked at the sad man like you ain’t ready
I know that you think you’re heavy
Tryna look big, strong, and henny
But you can’t drop now and give me 20
You look like a meat loaf I put in a cooker
I’ll fuck you up much worse than a hooker
Fuck the fistfight I’ll put out the juker
Get down now and give me 30 push-ups
Basic flows, fuck your bars are dead still
I was told to aim for the head still
It don’t matter how many times that you’d get wheels
Still couldn’t test me on a treadmill
About banging my face
You couldn’t handle banging my waist
I got abs you got the swine belly
And that’s because there’s no ham on my plate

[Chorus]
War, war, war, war, war, war
It’s obvious mate
You write bars while scoffing your face
Come on your bars ain’t hard fam put down the Häagen-Daz and lock it, I'll wait
They know I'm great just like the carbohydrates that you got on your plate
You don’t want none of these beefs
You ain’t running these streets
Even if you jog in a day
War, war, war, war, war, war
It’s obvious mate
You write bars while scoffing your face
Come on your bars ain’t hard fam put down the Häagen-Daz and lock it, I'll wait
They know I'm great just like the carbohydrates that you got on your plate
You don’t want none of these beefs
You ain’t running these streets
Even if you jog in a day

[Verse 2]
You’re Dizzee, thinking you're Titch, who's the mook now?
If I was your size I wouldn’t look proud
You haven’t had a sex with a female in five months
And you can’t see your tings when you look down
How does it feel that when you’re at home with your sofa while your boys are road getting booked out?
The only time that you’ll ever go ham in a place is when you turn into a cookout
No revolvers there but I’m the spinner
How am I the heavy weight but I’m thinner?
I'm squaring my man because he's a sideman
Don't invite him to your Christmas dinner
Don’t be acting like you've been on road all day with the strap rolling like a killer
You can never outdo me on the mic but in a food competition you’d be the winner
How you gonna hurt me bro?
It don't matter how many straps around you
I’ll still run laps around you
And I'm 13 stone
You’re in a madness, you ate your whole banquet and you still want the beef jerky? No
All this advice that I'm preaching, I should just leave him till he's like 30 stone
Fuck it I'ma [?]
If there's anything that you need in your life rudeboy
It's a personal trainer
I got [?] on the rice you're just waiting for fries with the shake and the burger's the taster
Man need to know who he is fucking with
When you spit, all I see is a double chin
So fat, we can feed the homeless
Cut your belly open, bro we'll see the nuggets in

[Chorus]
War, war, war, war, war, war
It’s obvious mate
You write bars while scoffing your face
Come on your bars ain’t hard fam put down the Häagen-Daz and lock it, I'll wait
They know I'm great just like the carbohydrates that you got on your plate
You don’t want none of these beefs
You ain’t running these streets
Even if you jog in a day
War, war, war, war, war, war
It’s obvious mate
You write bars while scoffing your face
Come on your bars ain’t hard fam put down the Häagen-Daz and lock it, I'll wait
They know I'm great just like the carbohydrates that you got on your plate
You don’t want none of these beefs
You ain’t running these streets
Even if you jog in a day
War, war, war, war, war, war

[Outro]
(War, war, war, war, war, war)
Oh man
Fam stop spitting
That double chin's just flapping out fam
Looking like you're about to drop one
Surrogate mother and that
What's wrong with you?
(War, war, war, war, war, war)
Manlike [?] didn't say my name though
Blud I've never seen Michael Jackson Shmurda dancing fam
I remember, it's MINGang and LOGang while you're eating you're burger fam
Fat cunt