Disrespect

[Verse 1] Suck your mum and your idiot status You're not Eminem, fuck all the abolishing chambers And your daughter, she wanna see her dad today Anytime you wanna hype, see the sad in her face And fix up with the story blud, this ain't Maury Banglez ditched you, now you're 'round Corey's All you ever do is put yourself about Bring two out, and take all your regiment out Pussy, you're swinging swords at OAPs You couldn't test in twenty-twenty or o-eighteen You're a fantasy MC dreaming about winning But everybody hates your guts when you're grinning You're Incrediboy But with the bars, I can wipe out, swipe out MCs, I dead a boy I'm a step ahead of boy Rinse out mics and get better boy, take MCs out in stretchers I don't want any friends in this ting blud You man are all full of shit when I'm in stuff No Rotten man can rain on my parade When I aim at this brother and his mumzy its straight in the face Sit at your mum's table and I'll never say grace Even if she said grace, because of you I'll spit in her face Brother, I'll wipe dog shit in her face [Verse 2] You're not really rude, you act for this I don't act, brother, I've died and trapped for this I can't make fantasy bars about nails in eyelids, atom bombs Because that's gimmicks None of you are Eminem You gotta know when I'm here, you're dead again Back in the start, go be a beg again You beg studio time and beg friends then You complain when the money get spent Fibs, all you wanna do is tell fibs Your baby mum, she needs help with the kids First man to breach and diss my daughter That man don't deserve to have kids Said you won't like it when I open the lid Small smoke anytime I come, I come big I'll split your wig blud, what do you think? Two weeks more and your ship's gonna sink [Verse 3] Man wanna bring up youts until I say something about your yout And it's beef If you wanna be here, chatting about family I don't mind, brother, I got all week Anytime I hear you spitting a bar You remind me of something, talk is cheap You ain't gonna do anything or slew anything I heard all your dubs, you're past your peak So, you wanna get disrespectful? Joseph, check out the plan If that's your BMs and that's your daughter? 20 years time, blam Yo, you're fucking with the one man band You got a hand full of fans But all the food that you're feeding your fans is bland [Verse 4] Yo, can't trick me into thinking it's substance When it's all lies and abundance Man can't ever trick me into thinking he's a top guy This brother's probably thinking he can rock climb Your problems are yours and not mine You think if you're pissed off you can stop time Nobody's waiting around here I'ma win this, no debating around here Yo, I don't take disrespect lightly it's likely I'm gonna send back with 'nuff flame Likely gonna send back in one day Yeah, it's Wiley, I war on a Easter Sunday No chill with it, you don't like it? Deal with it When I'm in the room, I don't care how you feel in it No matter how many deals I did All that matters is I'm still here with it Sitting in the chair with it, clear with it Got no fear with it, man don't care in it Catch me scaring it [Verse 5] I throw spears in it Step in the office and throw chairs in it Man better know I've gone clear with it I bet you thought you was the heir to it Heir to it, my brother you ain't near to it And you've been having nightmares at Christmas And I'm here for it I got my drink and my weed and a chair for it Yo It's Wiley again Don't try me again if you're not on these levels Don't size up because you're not a new rebel Nobody cares you copped a new kettle You're an idiot, man can't back out the war Gotta send a red shell for your jaw in a war I'm sure, I'm kicking off doors Don't laugh too soon, I'll be kicking off yours