Nasty Jack War Dub 2

[Chorus] If you diss my baby mum on any tune I will run up on a show and buss one shot And if you diss any one in my crew Because if they don't talk up, I will buss two shots You can't violate, Jack, Wiley ain't scared I will run up on the show and buss three shots And anyway, at Sidewinder, you got pied in For that, I'm letting off four shots Then I got more shots [Verse 1] Swept all the floor on Jack It seems like the boy's not learning Get up before you get wet up This ain't a setup The whole game is fed up It's more like an easy fight, that's why I get up And knock him out quick He's lying on the floor and now he can't get up I don't know which path you've been led up But Jack, I know where you're gonna end up Hung out to dry like [?] There's not another spitter in the whole country Who can do it like me Don't make me draw for Opium Tree He's an E3 kid and he's better than Jack Nasty Don't ask me another thing Here goes another wing Can't outsmart me In school, I used to skylark Now I get good money, promoters don't dark me [Chorus] If you diss my baby mum on any tune I will run up on a show and buss one shot And if you diss any one in my crew Because if they don't talk up, I will buss two shots You can't violate, Jack, Wiley ain't scared I will run up on the show and buss three shots And anyway, at Sidewinder, you got pied in For that, I'm letting off four shots Then I got more shots [Verse 2] Rolling, rolling, rolling by Jack, you've been merked Now say goodbye Jumping on stage, it's like you're rough So let's do the clash, it's only right I don't get fazed when I'm holding the mic But you will get blazed if I'm holding the mic I made this soundboy fold on the mic Because he ain't ever knew I was holding the mic Jack, you just got killed on the mic Them flows that you spit on road on the mic I'm always in control of the mic That's why I don't care, I'm alone on the mic It's a known fact, Wiley's grown on the mic Jack, you better watch your tone on the mic It's all for the best when I'm chatting to your girl on MSN Go hotel for the night [Chorus] If you diss my baby mum on any tune I will run up on a show and buss one shot And if you diss any one in my crew Because if they don't talk up, I will buss two shots You can't violate, Jack, Wiley ain't scared I will run up on the show and buss three shots And anyway, at Sidewinder, you got pied in For that, I'm letting off four shots If you diss my baby mum on any tune I will run up on a show and buss one shot And if you diss any one in my crew Because if they don't talk up, I will buss two shots You can't violate, Jack, Wiley ain't scared I will run up on the show and buss three shots And anyway, at Sidewinder, you got pied in For that, I'm letting off four shots [Verse 3] I'm the best in the war Spitting flawless, notice I'm a baller He's got it twisted, like I take orders I'm bang out of order I cross the borderline I'm in the hall of grime, I cut corners Why? Because I'm a gambler, hustler Streetboy, running around town, no borer Who can say Wiley's got no aura? Start flipping out like Ace Ventura Peaking, I'm peaking Your girlfriend's pum pum's leaking Breds in your ends, they're speaking She's an MSN girl, in an MSN world I'm gonna be pum pum peaking [?] was creeping, [?] eating Jack's got a problem, he's not eating Let me ask my daughter quick, wait Leah, should I delete him? [Outro] Should I delete this yout? Like he tried to diss [?], tried to talk reckless on a dub You know what? If my daughter smiles I'm gonna ask her one more time If she smiles, then you're deleted If she don't smile, then you stay Aye Leah, should I delete this yout? Yeah, she's smiling, so You're out of the game You've now officially been deleted No one will ever care about you in this age Never Hold tight Jack Shut your mouth, yeah? You know what? I'm done, no more warring No more warring til next year Everyone, suck your mum