Skepta vs. Devilman Lord of the Mics (Ft. Devilman & Skepta)

[Round 1]

[Devilman]
Hold tight all the mandem inside the place
This is where it is happening yeah
Skepta, Devilman
This is the big clash right about now
This is how we're doing it, wow
Skepta, you look like you’ve got AIDS
You look like you’ve got HIV
You look like you’ve got Gonorrhea all around your lips
'Cos you sucked out your mum’s punani
You look like you’ve got cancer
So clashing me is not the answer
So you're better of going back to the strip club
Carry on being a lap dancer
Yeah, you’re not ready, you black Somalian, you’re not ready
Don’t even open your mouth blud
Before you say something stupid and you get yourself buried
Wow, you’re not ready, you Bangladeshian, you’re not steady
You Ethiopian excuse of an emcee
You better keep bullshit in your belly
Yeah, it’s a 16 ting yeah

[Skepta]
Ok, Yes man
I’m bringing him because I knew he was alright
Let’s go, ok, Skepta
I’m not scared of D.E.Velopment
D.E.Velopment ain’t in the mafia
Not a Tai Omi Ay Wong Sun carrier
Devilman wouldn't even jump over the train barrier
So how can he be a bad man
When he pars with about 25 pricks
If I get Texas Chainsaw Massacre
You will get Freddy Krueger part 6 and
Final Destination part 3
Trust me I'll push your wig back
This ain't a fair clash it's a mismatch
You see what I did to the other MCs on my diss track
How can I clash Devilman?
Devilman ain't on my level man
After I murk Devilman
Put him with the other six, that's seven man
Give me a medal man, Devilman, sekkle man
You'll get eaten
In a lyrical war I can't get beaten
'Cause my lyrics are colder than Sweden
So Boy Better Know that it’s gun season
Don't think I'm wearing gloves for no reason
Kill Devilman and dump him in Neasden
My name's Junior, it's not Steven
I'll make your jawside look uneven