Scorcher Diss

[Intro]
Oi, (I don't even know about war report)
Snoopy, TMWP (Last time I heard it, Scorcher was on some hype)
Mucky Wolfpack (Trust me)
Oi Maniac, safe for this one, yeah? (Alright, look)
Oi Gift, watch what I do to this guy

[Verse 1]
Oi Scorcher, come off the back boy stunting
When I kick off, it won't be kicks I'm punching
I'll carve your face in just like a Halloween pumpkin
You're not a frontliner, so stop fronting
How you gonna war man holding a blunt ting?
Your whole head box slapped with punches
Run up in your crib with the pumper and start pumping
You better know this
That's because I'm gonna fire in guns that are aimed at Scorcher
He thinks he's bad because he's using the same line
Back how he shanked up Walker
But I don't care about Scorcher
I might be a younger, and you might be an older
But it don't take a genius to use a borer
I'll take man apart like I'm bagging up a quarter
Just come out of jail
And the first night, I hear that Scorcher's sending for Wolfpack
I'll light him up like a candle
I know you're a bitch, you're a snitch like Randall
You still hustle for tenants
How you gonna rain on mine, when we own umbrellas?
You ain't funny
I can never get mobbed by a guy who gets robbed as a hobby
I'm a bad boy, you're still a [?]

[Verse 2]
I don't know who Scorcher thinks that he is
But I done more research to find out just who he is
Tayó's a prick in the bits that's still taking bus
What you know about whips?
You claim you're a badman
But, what badman goes jail for a parking ticket?
I'll take you out of the scene like Tipp-Ex
You better know this
I can get D Double E [?], Boy Better Know me
I'm S N double O P
And you might see me in black Boy Better Know T
In a whip with swingers, giving Eski
You better know I'm too fucked for a younger
Got away with two murders, not bumper
So why would you think that you scare me?
That's strong like find him pose in the penitentiary

[Verse 3]
Look, I'm a [?] but pumping kilograms
So I've pumped, shouting North, kill a man
Run in your drum with a bag of man like "where's Scorcher?"
There's not a time where beefing is mellow right
So how you be telling man that you're doing this
With the word you've pitched
Right from curb to curb, that's all bullshit
Sending for Wolves, that's claiming your life
This guy wear red in a bull-pit
Like wearing a cross in a Muslim community
You ain't got a gun shot a mini
You ain't got a leng with a full clip
Even if I didn't, I can still get busy with the tool kit
I'll rearrange the face, I'll rearrange the bore
And cut your throat, you ain't no pimp in the road
You ain't prince, you're a [?]

[Verse 4]
Scorcher, let me get fucked with the flow
Tings that he spat make him such a Monroe
Putting him out without the use of a hose
You're not a bad boy, let it go, let it go
Oi, hold on, let me get fucked with the flow
Tings that he spat make him such a Monroe
Putting him out without the use of a hose
You're not a bad boy, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
You're not a bad boy and everybody knows
You're a prick with a baby face, enough better [?]
If we took him to the streets, nah, you wouldn't come close
Because your name, no one respects on the roads
You're a big 21, I'm 16 years old
I'm 16 years old, look
But I'm badder than you by loads
I'm badder than you by far
You've been robbed for your car
You've been robbed for your R6 and your [?]
You're not a bad man, you're just a prick with bars
Tried to slew Wolves but failed
Heard you got battered in jail
Heard you got robbed for your metal
Heard you were kissing the tramp on the lips
And your case when he couldn't [?]

[Verse 5]
So that Scorcher's on a hype ting on a dub
Fuck trying to get a reload with a tune
I will clap that mug, reload, then boom
Scorcher get clapped in his own living room
If it ain't that, I will go bothering my goons
Waiting to see his face on the chrome afternoon
Wrap him up, shank him up, put him on a tune
That's what happens when he send for my crew
Because he ain't a badman, he's just any other guy
Frisco phoned him and made him apologise
So wagwan with sending?
At least back your talk if you know that you're gonna hype
It's not like we don't know where you live
It's just there's no point when I open your crib
You're broke as hell, you ain't got nothing to give
Plus you're already dead, bullied in your own bits
You ain't allowed to be seen coming out of your house
So how dare you run your mouth
Like you're some kind of war guy?
All this talk about leng in your bars
Be real, it's all poop pies
Know that I roll with Gift
Know that we roll with the clips
I know that you roll with pricks
And the pricks that you roll with, roll with the snitch
And that's you, look

[Bridge] x2
I rob niggas, and you get robbed by niggas
I clap triggers, you get clapped up by triggers
I dig gold, you fought for gold diggers
My flow's cold, you hear it and shiver

[Interlude]
Get me bruv?
Like, I don't know about you, but, I could never get beat up and robbed in front of my girl and run away
Like, all this talk you talk about Luke Skywalker, bruv
You got robbed for your car, you got robbed for your bike, like, fucking stab quickly and start hiding bruv?
What's all this about? "I shank Walker", blud you're fassy, get me?
You're a big man, go get a job, get off the roads
Fam, you're not even on the roads bruv
Like, you talk shit bruv
You watch other people doing rap bars about that
You ain't no buster bruv, don't know nothing bruv