[Intro]
[DizastEurgh]
Yo, what's good? It's Eurgh from Don't Flop. You know I'm that fucking damn dude. {Jeering from the crowd} Hold on. Hold on. You know it's Eurgh. {Crowd starts chanting DisasterEurgh} You already know bruv. It's Eurgh, I'm that fucking damn dude. Shouts out to gay ass Sonny Bamboo and my faggot mum and dad too. Let's go bruv
[Sketch Menace]
Yo I was suppose to battle Eurgh but he was scuuuuured. Sketch Menace. Money Gang let's go
[Round 1: Sketch Menace]
So Eurgh took a shot back, I never thought I'd see the day
When he'd get on stage in a fit of rage and disrespect the league that built his name
But I got no beef with Eurgh, I just think that it's insane
That someone from King Of The Dot hasn't already spit in your...oh wait
Anyway!
Cause I could give a fuck about these powder puffs that utter my name
Cause when you this good it's like the Power Glove, the shit just comes with the game
So any ceasefires have expired
See, these ties have broken
I'll fee fi and foe him
It ain't Mr. Bean I'm exposing when I retire Rowan
So to those mark-ass critics, this that sharp transition
From slipping slightly to reigniting that spark that's within
So now the fans to the bar staff can all stand witness
To the return of the hit man cause now the heart's back in it
Cause if you've forgotten what I do to enemies you losing memory
Got more bodies strung together than the Human Centipede and you the center piece
Cause you've been gloating trying to talk trash from the moment we got contracts
He got the confidence of 100 Bulletz when he's posted up in Talkback
Cause there's cats from the PG's to GZ that you barely out rhyming
Like remember Blackout 5 when you had your hands out crying?
Begging for reaction look like the fucking Paramount lion
Plus with metaphors, double meanings, who is fronting?
This dude is fucking stupid cunning
You're a master at putting together two and--nothing
See how you gonna act like you not from a rich family that over coddled it's toddlers?
In your last battle, you shouted out your fucking mom and the sponsors
So now he's not showing over layovers, sounds like a pathetic excuse
Just some spoiled kid that throws a fit and locks himself in his room
So now he hiding up in King's Landing where he residing with his rich family
Wishing Diz' would take that spit back like the kid from Big Daddy
With a soother insecurity blanket to go with all the bitch acting
Hey Eur', how many words you have for us now?
Yeah, EXACTLY
[DizastEurgh]
Yo, what's good? It's Eurgh from Don't Flop. You know I'm that fucking damn dude. {Jeering from the crowd} Hold on. Hold on. You know it's Eurgh. {Crowd starts chanting DisasterEurgh} You already know bruv. It's Eurgh, I'm that fucking damn dude. Shouts out to gay ass Sonny Bamboo and my faggot mum and dad too. Let's go bruv
[Sketch Menace]
Yo I was suppose to battle Eurgh but he was scuuuuured. Sketch Menace. Money Gang let's go
[Round 1: Sketch Menace]
So Eurgh took a shot back, I never thought I'd see the day
When he'd get on stage in a fit of rage and disrespect the league that built his name
But I got no beef with Eurgh, I just think that it's insane
That someone from King Of The Dot hasn't already spit in your...oh wait
Anyway!
Cause I could give a fuck about these powder puffs that utter my name
Cause when you this good it's like the Power Glove, the shit just comes with the game
So any ceasefires have expired
See, these ties have broken
I'll fee fi and foe him
It ain't Mr. Bean I'm exposing when I retire Rowan
So to those mark-ass critics, this that sharp transition
From slipping slightly to reigniting that spark that's within
So now the fans to the bar staff can all stand witness
To the return of the hit man cause now the heart's back in it
Cause if you've forgotten what I do to enemies you losing memory
Got more bodies strung together than the Human Centipede and you the center piece
Cause you've been gloating trying to talk trash from the moment we got contracts
He got the confidence of 100 Bulletz when he's posted up in Talkback
Cause there's cats from the PG's to GZ that you barely out rhyming
Like remember Blackout 5 when you had your hands out crying?
Begging for reaction look like the fucking Paramount lion
Plus with metaphors, double meanings, who is fronting?
This dude is fucking stupid cunning
You're a master at putting together two and--nothing
See how you gonna act like you not from a rich family that over coddled it's toddlers?
In your last battle, you shouted out your fucking mom and the sponsors
So now he's not showing over layovers, sounds like a pathetic excuse
Just some spoiled kid that throws a fit and locks himself in his room
So now he hiding up in King's Landing where he residing with his rich family
Wishing Diz' would take that spit back like the kid from Big Daddy
With a soother insecurity blanket to go with all the bitch acting
Hey Eur', how many words you have for us now?
Yeah, EXACTLY
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