[Verse 1: RUSTAGE]
You lot are bastards
We bringing 5 guys like it’s Taskmaster
Bitesize like the BBC
We been schooling kids like their step fathers
You can write a diss, but I'm writing shit
Over all of it with a red marker
It get’s harder
I cannot die I just stay in my zone like commanders
We the best party like Reykjavik Iceland
They joke to themselves like its Arkham Asylum
I shut down their missiles like Corbyn on Trident
They thicker than any the chicks off love island
They know that I rock with my peers like it's Brighton
My crew pulling up for the hunt like Orion
They envy the way that we rapping
So they run their mouth up online and start calling it bias
In the streets like the wombles
We “Make Good Use of your Bad Rubbish”
Bring the heat apple crumble
I keep an extra plate in my Hand luggage
Laugh at your shit like a Jolly Roger
I got bars with a twist like an Artful Dodger
On the beat you get hit like it’s cops and robbers
Give a pound they shut up like a
Gym locker
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