First time I heard you Jake, was the other night,
I was busy playing Halo, fighting the good fight,
Ed burst into my room to show me your shit, *
We ran to YouTube, it already had two hits
Well, had to admit, this was pretty gay,
I tea-bag losers like you every fucking day,
All this talk about dick isn't really my style,
You sound like George Michael caught up in denial
You're like a bad sequel (pause),
Watching you feels so wrong,
Don't even watch your bullshit when,
There's nothing else on,
We're the drop your garter firestarters,
You think a crib is a bed for your baby daughter,
So I see you got a girl in your video?
Did you pay her by the hour or is she just someone you know?
Cos when she was done with you,
She came to me,
And she wasn't alone,
She was one of three,
I've had enough of your shit,
You jealous little bitch,
Take your hand off the mic and suck my dick,
We gave you the chance to prove us wrong,
But our attentions like your penis - not that long,
There's not a single path that we won't tread,
We'll be rapping and rhyming till the day we're dead,
We'll accept your humble apologies,
I'm top of the world, and you are nothing to me,
We don't blame you for trying,
To touch our shit,
But we're still top of the world,
You're a jealous little bitch,
You think you're a G cos you can curse real quick,
But your rhymes are lies,
Does he look like a bitch??
Well hey Mr Fail, I got a flag too,
And I can use it as a back drop, just like you do,
But what the hell are we really achieving,
Cause yours stands for corruption whilst mine stands for grieving,
Jakey G you belong on kids TV,
And your lyrics in a failing primary,
So why don't you take a seat,
And we'll start at the top,
Then you can do us a favour,
And shut the fuck up,
I ain't posin' on this gangsta scene,
But Jakey G you're trying too hard to be me,
But you'll never be me, don't you' see?
I was the Real MC in Number 3
So you rap about us being on top of your dick,
You better believe it we're down there fucking your shit,
Now here's a little something you missed,
Prepare to get down, get trashed, get dissed,
Ayy oh oh,
We got the girls singing'
Ayy oh oh,
Now they're bouncing off the ceiling,
Ayy oh oh,
And it's us they're hearing,
This show we're stealing,
Now how you feelin'?
I've had enough of your shit,
You jealous little bitch,
Take your hand off the mic and suck my dick,
We gave you the chance to prove us wrong,
But our attentions like your penis - not that long,
There's not a single path that we won't tread,
We'll be rapping and rhyming till the day we're dead,
We'll accept your humble apologies,
I'm top of the world, and you are nothing to me,
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I was busy playing Halo, fighting the good fight,
Ed burst into my room to show me your shit, *
We ran to YouTube, it already had two hits
Well, had to admit, this was pretty gay,
I tea-bag losers like you every fucking day,
All this talk about dick isn't really my style,
You sound like George Michael caught up in denial
You're like a bad sequel (pause),
Watching you feels so wrong,
Don't even watch your bullshit when,
There's nothing else on,
We're the drop your garter firestarters,
You think a crib is a bed for your baby daughter,
So I see you got a girl in your video?
Did you pay her by the hour or is she just someone you know?
Cos when she was done with you,
She came to me,
And she wasn't alone,
She was one of three,
I've had enough of your shit,
You jealous little bitch,
Take your hand off the mic and suck my dick,
We gave you the chance to prove us wrong,
But our attentions like your penis - not that long,
There's not a single path that we won't tread,
We'll be rapping and rhyming till the day we're dead,
We'll accept your humble apologies,
I'm top of the world, and you are nothing to me,
We don't blame you for trying,
To touch our shit,
But we're still top of the world,
You're a jealous little bitch,
You think you're a G cos you can curse real quick,
But your rhymes are lies,
Does he look like a bitch??
Well hey Mr Fail, I got a flag too,
And I can use it as a back drop, just like you do,
But what the hell are we really achieving,
Cause yours stands for corruption whilst mine stands for grieving,
Jakey G you belong on kids TV,
And your lyrics in a failing primary,
So why don't you take a seat,
And we'll start at the top,
Then you can do us a favour,
And shut the fuck up,
I ain't posin' on this gangsta scene,
But Jakey G you're trying too hard to be me,
But you'll never be me, don't you' see?
I was the Real MC in Number 3
So you rap about us being on top of your dick,
You better believe it we're down there fucking your shit,
Now here's a little something you missed,
Prepare to get down, get trashed, get dissed,
Ayy oh oh,
We got the girls singing'
Ayy oh oh,
Now they're bouncing off the ceiling,
Ayy oh oh,
And it's us they're hearing,
This show we're stealing,
Now how you feelin'?
I've had enough of your shit,
You jealous little bitch,
Take your hand off the mic and suck my dick,
We gave you the chance to prove us wrong,
But our attentions like your penis - not that long,
There's not a single path that we won't tread,
We'll be rapping and rhyming till the day we're dead,
We'll accept your humble apologies,
I'm top of the world, and you are nothing to me,
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