The Truth Part 2

[Verse]
Bare man try move to my girl
But I flew through like Aladdin
Scoop me a Jasmine
I was talking about Lusardi in the context
You know it's a great line
I am not gay, your boy Blacks is, he knows about Jasmine
I heard it through the grapevine
I'ma give you the truth: wanna talk about my life?
I'ma make sure the facts are displayed right
I was living in Hadley in a cottage
Next to land owned by a racist farmer
Didn't like there was a black man living in the house
That his brother never sold him
It made shit harder
Moved-in in February
For the moment he saw us in there, he created drama
He left the rat with his head chopped off on my window sill
So now let's debate this saga
Sometimes you have to hold shit down
I went to L.A
He was banging off the door when my girl was asleep
You didn't know this? Wow
Months and months of harassment
I was just trying to live and he was trying to provoke his child
Him and his stepson at my doorstep is a moment of madness
This shit that you're talking about
Why would I pull out a Samurai sword for no reason?
Spiritually feeling
Like I'm getting harassed by these two white demons
So it's Dot Rotten when I'm on the microphone
Samurai Joe with the sword I'm squeezing
So read that off your so called "statement"
I weren't fighting over a parking place
I was fighting a guy because he's racist
Him and his son did get sauce in their faces
Yeah I heard about seminar in Napa, was some young ting
Shouldn't have tweeted it back then, what a dumb ting
But you mentioned it, I gotta say something
Let's not talk about contracts
And man was my A&R
Didn't even put me on his radio show, did you clock that?
I produced a tune for Kanye on GOOD Music
He snaked it on the low and blocked that
Overly waved arguing with my ex in a hotel room
I smashed the TV and lamp, not Bratt
And paid for the damages the next day
What I gotta say to make the scene see you mock facts?
My mum taught me, as a man, don't beat up woman
That quality, I ain't got that
Can you look at yourself and spot that?
And brother, I've been to your ends
Smoked a spliff but I weren't linking your friends
When I said mandem ducked you down
I weren't talking about me, go and listen again
When I said I planned this war but I didn't plan this war
No, I ain't contradicting, my friend
I wanted them to see you hating me so much
You do 2 EPs trying to diss with the pen
You said that I got run out the ends
You said that I ain't got no friends
You said that I was snaking N.E
You manipulated the truth to the end
You said that you don't beat up chicks
You lied and said you never rushed Chip
Yeah I pull a Samurai sword to a grown man
After a year of him taking the piss
You dissed my girl, what about your bitch?
Heard through the grapevine, bare man hit
Said that I never shot food, you prick
What do you know about having eight hundred
Plugged to the push-bike, trying to move this sniff?
Yeah I like olives and Wagamama and ones
Where I was buying food for Shivz
You should say something lucrative
So what you trying to air man with?
Got a recording of me in your track
Saying that I'm moving strategic, yeah, man is
If you're gonna be talking about things that's happened in my life
Don't be flipping the truth to share man fibs
I don't know Jasmine
On a compass and your direction's where the queer man is
Said that I'm broke but you're using this cash to accumulate cash
How you dare chat shit?
God throws all of these things on the way
Still, I remain humble, I swear man's sick
You wanna link up? Come do it in L.A
My guns are loaded that will split a man's wig
Calling me moist but you're actually in the crew with a rapist
And a [?]
Plus he's standing right there in man's vids
So believe me or not
Don't like me? See me and buck
I made a decision, I will not let man disrespect me no more
So I'm really on job
Brother, I'm not furious, got one man against twenty
I wipe 'em all out, it appeared that I lost
You said Ruger beat me up, what?
In a one-on-one in a ring, who'd get dropped?
In a one-on-one in a ring, you'll get boxed
If you try and come with the ting, you'll get shot
You said I blow my self and done pop
You said I killed myself but I just changed my brand
And made Ps for man to get guap
Big up my G that told me to grow weed
That's a good income, fee for my pot
Beats cost £1.5k from the drop
I'm defending my name
You put a clip of Flamer in your vid
That was some I classed as a friend, I got snaked
I didn't hide it, I covered you
You think you uncovered a gem, it's a fake
That wasn't me but I know who it was
Still, all your versions are events of mistakes
So perform your EP, pretending on stage
My friends are amazed at how a channel was sent at my range
You remind of Bellamy from One Piece
You don't believe in my dreams
Till you see me descending for space
Twisted the truth again and again
You even got my age wrong fam
Soon turn 29 but till then, 28
I know who I am at the end of the day
So if you believe in P
Please don't be tweeting at G
Don't be smiling in my face and trying to buss joke or
Talking to me on the street
Every dub you seem to make is a Steak Bake
I'm a leader but you sleep with the sheep
King P Money got dethroned
I took your crown and your kingdom, they see that you're weak
Fuck off