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letra de scizzahz vs wizard - don't flop

[round 1: wizard]
big wiz, you know what i’mma do? go h.a.m
cause for that bread, i’ll burn you scizz, and my toast don’t jam
but out of us two, i’m the dopest man
i’ve got the guns to carry guns, scizz picked one up and broke his hand
so if i load it, pop it, it’s over fam
it’s like hot tinned soup the way i blow the cans
i’mma torch this b-tch, yeah we both use macs, but his has got a keyboard and sh-t
when your wifey’s all alone, she calls to bone
you want beef, come see me, cause i’ve got a black nina, and it’s called simone
i know everyone talks about your missus being polish, and yeah it is old
but when i shot up your flat, it’s like a foul in high jump the way i hit the pole
i’mma blaze this bloke
when you get married, you’re damm right i’ll be there scizz, to raise that toast
right now you’re feeling very feeble, with these shots, there’s no way you won’t feel it like a heavy needle
so if i clap at your legs, you’ll be walking like them special people
cause that gun is like a bird in egypt, desert eagle
and i show up to your nan’s house like “h-llo vera”
then pop you in your head, get rid of those stupid burns like aloe vera
let’s go

[round 1: scizzahz]
i’m about to outspit you, i’d clearly outrun you, i’d obviously outwit you, so i’m about to outgun you
cause when i’m squeezing triggers, you’ll sleep with fishes
i make you disappear, and i thought you were meant to be the wizard
the gats that i’m holding are m-ssive like boulders, the only ridiculously huge arms you’ve got, are attatched to your shoulders
and he used to be wafer thin, but now he pumps iron, every day, down at hastings gym
outside i’ll wait for him, armed with a heavy crow
he sees me coming, sees me running, he’ll lose about eleven stone
i’ll send you home with a dented dome
he’s double p-ssy, meow meow, mephedrone
all of my dogs are wild, they be needing muzzles
so beef with me, i’ll leave piles of empty sh-lls like i’m eating mussels
and your money is like, anorexic models, you ain’t got no figures
what i wonder is, how do you pop the triggers with such sausage fingers?

[round 2: wizard]
scizz is like those thin cigarettes; tiny f-g
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 d-mn right i clap heat
i’ll go to my -rs-nal, get the eight, it’s on your chest; nasri
speaking of -rs-nal, f-ck your manager
i’ll shoot him in his quiet house, it’ll make a h-ll of a racket; slazenger
and every battle i’m in is a motherf-cking cl-ssic
if i pull the beam out, you won’t do nothing, you f-ggot
when i start busting the ratchet, you’ll be like a p-ssed off gardener when my slugs f-ck 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 p-ssion, 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 sh-t? i’ve got more guns than the gaza strip
i put the cannon to your chest like you’re wearing the -rs-nal 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, h-llo

[round 3: wizard]
all these rappers talking guns, i’mma teach them well
i ain’t a french chef, but i make you eat them sh-lls
and you ain’t a g nah, you so soft
me, i’m like eurgh, because i bring big cannons to don’t flop
yo, and this battle’s promo, but if it was judged, then you’d lose
i’ll shoot you, reload the clip, youtube
i’ll clap at your feet, you’ll be needing new shoes
cause that llama speaks to ya scizz, it’s like emperor’s new groove
it’s not hard to see who’s fatter, it don’t matter, cause i’m like this guy here, i shoot rappers
the last guy i battled was wack, but you wacker
i don’t need my team, cause i’m a beast with the hans solo, that’s chewbacca
listen, i’m blazing clips, i just said i’m a beast with the hans solo, chewbacca, that’s some amazing sh-t
i’m raw bruv, on road, i roll with clips, i’m pharrell’s tour bus
so if you come round my way, and you’re not prepared, you’re bound to clapped like a lil jon snare
die slowly

[round 3: scizzahz]
yo, this next verse is deadly serious, alright, you’ve gotta listen
i sell tons of crack, touch the f-cking stash, but above all that, i love my gats
your lifestyle is f-cking sad, how many gangsters you know live at home with their mum and dad?
look, i’ll break in your yard, slap your mum while she’s taking a bath, smash your dad’s face with a vase while he’s playing guitar
i’ll pistol whip your little brother while he’s playing the xbox, then go downstairs and blast your f-cking pet dog’s head off
look, i’m ready for war, i’ll be splitting bredda’s melons when i’m effing 74
look, you sh-t yourself when i stepped in the door, cause the only trigger you’ve pulled is when you slept with a horse
and you need to stay real quiet, or i’ll make you eat hot slugs like ray mears diet
cause when the leng’s clapping, it’ll be like a window frame, you’ll be filled with pain and be surrounded by lead flashes
you’re hopeless at this sh-t, i’m toting a big clip, don’t deliver mcvitie’s, but i am unloading the biscuit
you’ll be dying wiz, you’re a d-mn liar wiz
they call my camp fire b-tch, cause we always light the stick
so basically, i’m gonna murder you dude, and if you’re a nerd on youtube that’s saying “why are they talking about guns?” then i’ll murder you too

- dont flop

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