Lyrical Strong Guy

Yo

It's MC Hammersmith, lyrical strong guy

Messing with the wrong guy, cos you know I'm on my

Rap god shit, literally incredible

Typa bitch to turn a vicar skeptical, I'm a

Sexual athlete in his prime

Because I always finish making love in record time

And if you don't believe me? Stop, decease

Because I've gandered more flaps than a flock of geese

And if a rapper try to battle me it's actual calamity

I caber toss a motherfucker flip their whole anatomy

Uh, said your style very weak, insipid

Gun so big both hands can't grip it

So I'mma choke a rapper 'til they're blue in face

Then I take your nan to ASDA wearing beautiful lace

That's me, not her, I'm in the undergarment

And I'm opening her wider than a glove compartment

No wedding, when I take her down the aisle it's seven

Up against a salad and a juice and a lemon

Banned from every supermarket in my area

Spit so sick I give mosquitos malaria

Rappers taking Ls in the literary lottery

Thinking they legendary but they lacking lexicography

Microphone contortion, ripping out your organ

Petra-fy Amman like Jordan (uh)

My shows are well-attended, yours get rejected

Think you rock the mic but you barely sediment it

Uh, I'mma stay strong, never put the brakes on,

I be selling merch, and your dad sells Avon

Dots on these squares and I'm not talking dice

Kill a whack rapper then I have to kill 'em twice

Then I kill 'em for a third time, definitely deceased

Then I kill 'em once again 'cos I'm a motherfucking beast