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