[Round 1]
[Verse: 2Shae]
If my dog had a face like yours
I'd shave its fucking arse and teach it to walk backwards
Half the time, I wonder why I rap for
And I say this casserole is ripping badly
Seriously, they're missing originality
So, I don't actually think this [?]
What are you gonna do, cunt?
I bet ya he'll say I'm on some gay shit
Yo, I'm so ill I grew up in a sick bay
I think fucktard here just got it around the other way, cos he's just basic
Yo, you know how whores go to St. Kilda, right?
You'd love where the vinegar is, clitorises
But his hideous bitch's difference is
She opens the door and stands out the front
I roll past giving a shit like "Fish tastes better with lemon, ya slut!"
She flips out of her nut and chases me down
I'm like "There's no need to get sour, cunt!"
You think I'm gonna be polite? No! You know, honestly?
I couldn't say it any nicer
The best way to advise ya is to stay where your lights are
Then tape your eyes up so you'll have slight luck
To survive like five months before I decide to not slide off
Inside your guts and even if you think your karma
You're still a bitch, I'm the fate decider
I'll run on empty, you fill your tank right up
It's my job to drain you in a cypher
You've got a better chance of taming a tiger
Or raping the dykes off the face and side of a gay nightclub
Time, cunt
[Verse: 2Shae]
If my dog had a face like yours
I'd shave its fucking arse and teach it to walk backwards
Half the time, I wonder why I rap for
And I say this casserole is ripping badly
Seriously, they're missing originality
So, I don't actually think this [?]
What are you gonna do, cunt?
I bet ya he'll say I'm on some gay shit
Yo, I'm so ill I grew up in a sick bay
I think fucktard here just got it around the other way, cos he's just basic
Yo, you know how whores go to St. Kilda, right?
You'd love where the vinegar is, clitorises
But his hideous bitch's difference is
She opens the door and stands out the front
I roll past giving a shit like "Fish tastes better with lemon, ya slut!"
She flips out of her nut and chases me down
I'm like "There's no need to get sour, cunt!"
You think I'm gonna be polite? No! You know, honestly?
I couldn't say it any nicer
The best way to advise ya is to stay where your lights are
Then tape your eyes up so you'll have slight luck
To survive like five months before I decide to not slide off
Inside your guts and even if you think your karma
You're still a bitch, I'm the fate decider
I'll run on empty, you fill your tank right up
It's my job to drain you in a cypher
You've got a better chance of taming a tiger
Or raping the dykes off the face and side of a gay nightclub
Time, cunt
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