You already know who it is
When you catch this flow
Like you’re sick, but it ain’t lateral
Ain’t talking COVID, but I’ll jab you
Be more than just a prick
I don’t want to catch a cold case
But you’re making me cover my face
But you don’t know me
So what’s the point?
No mask when I blow this joint
Somebody better call the cops
Grung’s on a madness – he can’t be stopped!
Covered in ice, he robbed a diamond shop
But we’re just so rich, no cases to be dropped
Rich in words like staples, not covered in cash
You man too busy chasing that lyrical gash
You can’t touch it, let alone feel it
I’ll call 999 then double back and wheel it
Hold on, what are you looking at me for?
Is there a reason you want to start this fun war?
Begging for attention ‘cos your life’s a bore?
I’m f#cking up this game, call it a bloodsport
My iPhone died, throw it off the bridge, no cremation
Flaming bars spreading ‘cos I got dedication
You’ll be left in awe like you got a revelation
Me and GRUNG United, that’s devastation
What are you looking at me for?
Got some water, look at me pour
But you can’t have a taste
You can’t have a look
Too much money leave homeboy shook
He OD’d on meth, the crystal kind
Speak to GRUNG in person, they say he kind
Step to me? It ain’t crossed your mind
One step in the wrong direction, leave a man blind
The story continues to unwind
Somebody better call the cops
Grung’s on a madness – he can’t be stopped!
Covered in ice, he robbed a diamond shop
But we’re just so rich, no cases to be dropped
Rich in words like staples, not covered in cash
You man too busy chasing that lyrical gash
You can’t touch it, let alone feel it
I’ll call 999 then double back and wheel it
And I don’t know why they’re taking the piss
All your insults are boring, you aim to miss!
You said that joke a year ago, nothings changed at all
You’re speaking too loud like you’re yelling at a wall!
Me and GRUNG pack the grime, call us anti-bleach
Wheezy and I trapping, like we live in Long Beach
Kieran got some new songs, I’ll rate them like I’m Keach
Final bar like I’m in jail, better call the police
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