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letra de scorcher diss - god's gift

[intro]
geez, oh, oh, north, south, east and west, aha, hmp, woo (burn your doors) i ain’t even acting, i swear i’m the end of the act (burn your doors), trust me, rude boy, oi
all this war report
some d-ckhead ting, i told you mcs how many times? (burn your doors) don’t war on the mic, (trust me)
you know me, we war on the streets, (bang, bang, certified) look

[verse 1]
this ain’t gonna be a little tour, i’m only doing this once
because when i war, i only do it with guns
i don’t lyrically war, especially with chumps
but that’s why i’m only doing this once
because i ain’t like none of them guys that pull stunts
because i pull [?]
it’s only off punks
i ain’t just an mc, and i ain’t no c-nt
i bang guys and young guys just like lunch
i ain’t been around because i’ve been grinding for months
while i’m around, i don’t waste time on this skunk
i want dough, so i’m belling lines on the c-nt
and boy better know that i got a nine in my fronts
bars special, cah i like how he dumps
it’s back [?]
[?]

[interlude]
i swear down this boy’s some jammed [?]

[verse 2]
i swear down, it’s noise hype
you tried to say roman
but can’t even pr-nounce his words right
you might’ve got his first hype
but it took how many takes, to get his verse tight?
but i ain’t hating the word
i’m just saying that you didn’t do the whole take the first time
but me nah, i’ll murk mine
and it’s a long time that i’ll burn tracks like a [?]
and i don’t tell no lies, i’m a road guy
and i love doing this road life, but scorcher tells the most lies
he don’t know about any brown, he don’t know snow white
scorcher’s not a road guy
he might’ve been to prison, but don’t listen to this guy’s lies
he don’t know what the road’s like
because if he did, he would know that in roman we murk guys
he don’t know what doing work’s likes
he’s never put in no work, and he ain’t never murk guys
you thought he was one of the worst guys
he ain’t the type, he reminds me of running in church guys
he don’t know what bow’s like
and he dissed roman, then i know that he nose stripes
i bet you’re gonna send me [?]
this little mad yout, i’ll stab you with your own knife

[verse 3]
god’s gift’s the name but i used to be pepsi
i’ve never played with whoever disrespects me
i ain’t saying you better not test me
but i’m saying
what are you to me, whatever you’re to eski
and if man thinks i’m just talking lesson
cah i ain’t even known in calling, you get me?
i’ll pull up my index on the trigger like the text beep
and i don’t mean decks when i say i got ten leaks
i swear cus, i could’ve moved up on [?] street
i’m in [?] tearing through ’em loud on the next street
smart, didn’t think you would test me
but i know that you didn’t think
you would hear me the next week
but you are, because i’m far from an mc
on dvds and our doc-mentaries
the whole gang represents me
i started this
but you wanna go against me?
chatting about bounce off your tools
your tools don’t impress me
i’ve been bored before, you don’t affect me
so scorcher, none of your bars don’t stress me
i can’t take it to heart
because you’re just a next week
and you might wanna test me
but i warned if you don’t wanna
so i’m coming on the [?]
even though my two rep me
i don’t need no one
i got my own gun to protect me
scorcher’s got a bit cheeky
you said my name in vain like say he can beat me
but scorcher can’t beat me
lyrically or physically
because he’s too neeky
and i mean that deeply
yeah you might have a knife but his life ain’t greazy
he’s always on the pc
he’s always online and i aim where the streets be

[verse 4]
the frontline’s where the streets be
i don’t need time, so i can tell you that life ain’t easy
there’s bare cctv
but i know when i gotta disappear like a genie
so since you’re now in e3
cah the street’s big, so that’s you that’s in e3
you don’t have to relieve me
that’s how i hurt like i hurt, you writ lyrics for me
so i did phone your phone book but only to see
if you was really involving me
because i ain’t mixed up in your bullsh-t beef
i’m in the big stuff, holding important keys
and miss those exporting chiefs
make an mc erupt like a morning breeze
so fix up if you’re talking to me
i’ll kick your lips shut, because i talk in ps
you need to put your shank back because it’s [?]
and that is a dry spot, stop hustling me
try that on the same level as me
because your actions ain’t loud
and your talk is cheap
and right now you’ve been walking street
but on your next tune, that’ll be you talking deep
probably don’t even get no sleep, p-ssy

[outro]
that was easy, yeah
i ain’t even trying hard
and i ain’t gonna try hard
because i ain’t wasting time with none of you guys

- gods gift

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