[Unanymous]
When I heard that he was in a fake relationship, I thought he's a blatant bitch, it's completely understandable
I don't give a fuck if she's Shotty's sloppy seconds, I will beat it like an animal
Snort some Charlie and fuck Laura Tardy in her face and readjust her mandible
And leave my kids in her mouth like a paedophillic cannibal
Imagine this thick pleb trying to get his dick wet
Trying his hardest to pleasure some big-bootied African princess
She'd look at him in disgust like 'White boy, is it in yet?'
And in his head he's already got a flip set
He's like 'Yo, yo, I spit fresh, you might be asking if it's in yet
But that's only because you're black and you're used to fucking brothers like you're practice incest
I will snap this kid's neck
Let's address some shit before I finish turning him to luncheon meat
Let's address Villun for ducking me
[Walks over to where Villun is standing]
You fucking disfigured pygmy infant
I bet every time you look at your mirror's image
It damages your inner spirit because you're fucking sick of living with it
You're always going on about how it pisses you off when your opponents use race jokes
Stop whinging Villun, 'cos Albino's not a fucking race, it's a skin condition
So they can say I'm the ugliest battler in the league
But you can't, 'cos your skin texture is silk
Looking like a fucking coco pop that got left in the milk
[Turns back to Charron]
Look, before Canada's battling league opened up
No one had ever heard of this guy
So drop the arrogant act
'Cos now they're shipping you overseas and you're practically merchandise
Your image is also why you prosper and that's gotta hurt your pride
'Cos if you subtract that nerdy image, you're way below the perfect line
(Fucked that up a little bit, don't watch that)
They make money off your image
They make money off my imagery
Battle Rap is who you are it pumps through your capillaries
You sign the dotted line and now you're stuck here for infinity
Before this, you were some under-confident bedroom-dwelling sucker in some skinny jeans
You'll never make no money off the industry
You'll be stuck forever trying to market rebuttlin' shit lyrically
'Cos battle rap fucked you and you can't rebutal your virginity
This battle's shit nowadays
Faggot shit, pisses me off
It's got me wondering why rappers like Lunar C won't come back to this
Why the fuck do you think? Trying to impress a bunch of angry kids that wanna throw criticism every about it chance they get
It's bullshit, I mean this thing that I'm a biter
I haven't got another man's style in mind when I'm creating raps
But if you think I took Dizaster's style tell that faggot to come and take it back
I'm on that raw shit
Alright, fuck it, fuck the writtens, let's do some freestyle shit
I speak raw, everything you speak's poor
You probably watch queer porn
You look like a beanstalk
What you talking to me for? This is a free-for all
I'll straight damage you
Stab you in the abdomen, yeah it's Unanymous
I don't give a fuck
They made me feel like you was getting bored of me
You must have forgot the policy
I don't give a fuck, when they find his corpse stuffed behind the [?] so sloppily
There'll be a message carved in his chest that says 'I'm A Monstrosity!'
Truth be told I didn't even write a third round
[Charron: we know]
Know why? Because you're a faggot
It's so hot here, nah fuck it, time
[Charron]
Yo, you were quite a bully that round
I think this man needs a lesson
Since you dissed Villun, I'mma stand on his side because right now I have to defend him
His whole life he's been doing it tight bro
And right now you just want to come and get some attention by doing some white jokes
Come on, he's way better than you and gets less hype
Don't diss him, you think that's alright bro?
I never give handshakes to albinos
A hick from Plymouth, he used to play every day in the summer
Getting chased by his brother, laughing as he was waving a rubber
You learned about incest every day after supper
It's like you were home-schooled, 'cos growing up you only got brains from your mother
That's light work, ask Villain, I'm known as that nice jerk
I just bought Laura Tarsi a 'rap battles ruin my life shirt'
Walking dead, this could turn to a slaughter
In front of Eurgh treated him like the governerd is his daughter
Think it's a game? I'll turn to a monster
You can't play this campaign, you're on your last leg like Herschel the doctor
Got a death wish and I lit a candle
This Plymouth pussy only rides out with beef when he's shipping cattle
In this battle all you did was ramble
It takes you longer to say something than a victim of Jimmy Saville
Yo, you threaten rappers on Twitter, talking tough from your mum's house
Claiming you'll snuff 'em is something I honestly just doubt
Tommy's a ho
You ain't a boss you constantly just shout
All of us know Psychosis Holochaust would knock you the fuck out
You try to be his friend at events because you ain't a man
You're like Muhammed Ali, instead of throwing a punch you just shake a hand
I hate Unan, talking shit but no one's shook of you
You're a ghost in Mario, act tough behind someone's back but freeze up when they look at you
Screaming in my face, okay he's talking faster
Speeding up the pace, I blame a lot of rappers
He just imitates, but wait he's not Disaster
You're sweeter than a cake you baked for Holly Master'
Fuck a Caustic reference, you should rock a necklace that says 'I'm not good enough looking to get Jefferson's sloppy seconds'
Your fake accident is pathetic, I'm surprised the crowd doesn't boo
Just because you're the size of an American doesn't mean you have to sound like one too
How come after you spit, and kids are reacting
You think that you're on 'Strictly Come Dancing'?
Stop wiggling your shoulders when you can't remember a line
Your whole style's based off stretching a rhyme
Shit, you even stretch while you rhyme
In Canada, you stayed in The Saurus' room while he had a broad in bed
Just because your gut blocks your cock doesn't mean you have to block your friends
My two minutes are up but they're letting me rock
It's like that British show, Corey is never going to stop
What, you're gunna hurt me?
It's obvious Chris Leese wrote half those schemes in your doubles tourny
You're cocky and think you're the best rapper
This diva's been getting lines off a friend like Tulisa from X Factor
X Factor, coronation, this is insane
I'm using shows to show you we ain't thinking the same
Tommy Villus, let it sink into your brain
Your initials are TV, I just killed you with your name
