Shuffle-T - Shuffle-T vs Marlo (Bad Bars Battle) lyrics

[Shuffle T] Yo, f** this You ain't even on my level Get in here bruv [Deffinition] My bars, is like a bar, I cannot be beat It's like you're staring at the floor, the way you see defeat And you have got herpes [Shuffle T] Shout out to Anton Murphy If there's one thing to say, then I'm telling him this You're disgusting-ing mate, you smell of some piss How many times have I saved you? Pfft...76 I've saved your bacon, like I stored a collecton of pigs And when I draw the weapon man, I don't mean no pen and pad What, don't you get it? Damn, have to do the temple tap No, but we said no gunbars, so I've gotta come hard To beat this f**tard, like he's been f**ed hard Now I'm so sick, I need to take a week off You're not sick, you only fake a wee cough Your girl is inflatable, she says I'm the better MC But I had to punch her/puncture, that's why the girl is now empty But she still wanted some more, wanted to hold herself against me So that's when I had to, let her down gently You're a stupid ho brah You'd even bite a biter, sure you'd chew a cobra You always act up when someone shoots a photo So it's like you have a problem with the CEO of the league Because you a poser But it's like rap is a dog, and you're a vet Because you're new to this/neuter this You're paedophile mate, I've seen the way you look at kids Your punches are dumb, prick Even you'd admit you have stupid fists You're really bad at this, no being good at this But right now, it's like I've got a clock on a plane, cause I've got airtime Winnie the Pooh and a grizzly too, I've got bear rhymes So if he comes near me, I'll taze him The roof ain't my child but I'll raise it It's like your knees are eating gra**, cause they'll be takin a grazing Cause I'm like what Eurgh says when the head judge enters; MA's in When I win this, people will be like, oh...you won too And I'm not counting to the second number when I give you 1 2 I'm doing that to your face, because I do want to And I'm not doing wordplay on your footwear when I do punch you/pun shoe Now you went to Australia, to re-order your life, sh** B it's true Went there to sort some sh** out, and the b**hes sweet to But when he came back, he was the same mise(e)rable dude So tell me, whilst out in Australia...what did you re-do?/didgeredoo? Old f*ggot, co*kstees It's like you were trying to rap the rapper Zen into a cigarette on my back The way you went Rolf Harris on me/roll Faris on me This kid's the man, when I throw CD's at the crowd That's when sh** hit's the fan And yo, honestly g, you're an obvious geek You're a novice to me, and you s** in my eyes, like an optical leech So I'll take all your family members, and get someone from special ops to k** each And remember that girl, Apris? In our film studies...yeah you do...she was in our film studies, had black rim gla**es...yeah Apris She was great dude, but I ain't talking about liking having you around when I say Apris she hate's you/appreciates you It's like I took the M-A-R-L-O out of your name, and replaced it with K-I-C-K-E-D The way you get kicked With my fist I've got a lyrical gun, I've got a lyrical knife The barrel lyrically spun, and then I lyrically slice And so I lyrically won, beacause I'm lyrically nice I'm saying lyrically once, I'm saying lyrically twice It's not f**ing cool to be with him, what a sh** man It's like I'm the opposite of an industrial cooling system...not a big fan Cause you're irrelevant, You're more pause worthy than that six seconds In Fifth Element where that girl gets out her tits and everything...cause you pause it on the tv Yo, people say outside of here...we're friends Pfft...they're rumours So I've gotta get something off of my chest Breast tumours You always finish the milk, you c*nt Don't get me wrong, sippy cup...give a f** Drink it up, swig a jug, but when you're out don't be a penny pinching s*ut Reach out your hand, extend your fingers and f**ing pick some up Living together, we always have ma**ive rows And I think it's pretty cla**ic how, when anyone steals this f*ggot's towel He turns into Pacquiao Act like a f**ing gangster now Am I glad we had this battle, oh totally I'm glad we cleaned this up, no OCD Time [Marlo] A towel man, that was some f**ing basic sh** Just for that, yeah You better believe I've got a greater flip It's like I've drugged a sweet flavoured spread I normally have on toast Cause this will be dope jam And I ain't opening no packets of Bernard Matthews But I'll go ham Oh sh**, you don't know man No wait, slow that, I said you're like the ladies toilet No man! If there was a prize for uptight awkward prick... He'd win it Whereas ladies call me the sambuca shot I buy for them at the bar cause I'm such a free spirit I'll take your girl to my summer home in Devon cause she thinks my co*k's big It's like I'm buying Halal poultry the way I get that 'chick in cottage' This sh** is crunch time b**h you sometimes stink of sun dried bits of fungi Ou think you've won right? I'll get my dwarf mother to hit you with her car S'how I k** him with MINI MUM DRIVE I'll destroy this gay f** He's a square. So if he ever took flying lessons that's the only time you'd see him shape up I'll cross out the F.F.L.E. from your name, then you'll be SHUT I'm more relevant with bars than saying something about North Korea It's like I'm finishing a bar about North Korea and making it rhyme with North Korea The way you're a queer He can't turn gay women straight cause they say this pleb's dick is small It's like you're putting on a musical about the French revolution the way you make a Les Miserable' It's a miracle...you ever even win dude Your schemes are sh** and you're weak as sh** too It's like you're moulding bread dough in an effort to affirm the credibility of the 2011 Times Change finalist Cause you need to improve And look, we've been boys since 08. So first of all I'll expose everything about this nerdy fool You'll probably think I'm mugging a woman; cause I'll get purse-n-all I'm from Reading, he's from Bracknell, so you know I'll go in hard here But apparently I collect trimmings from trees Cause I'm the only one carrying Berk Sheer I don't give a damn what your real name is Oh wait, Adam's what your real name is See his real name's Adam but he's really just a f*g gay I bet if you accidentally wrote your name backwards you'd really be 'mad a' And I'm not talking two-dimensional procreation when I tell you he's my flat mate But living together means sh** always kicks off; match day You haven't paid me your rent this month, I know you've been busy so you've obviously dodged the curb But Holly's already dropped me hers So what's the problem jerk? It's like you choked a final round against Jack Sexton the way you forgot your third Oooohhhhh, this sh** just got incredibly wheel! And it doesn't just stop with the P You never wash your clothes At least one of his socks isn't clean So I'd never accuse him of being the very cleanly essence that makes me shine But I will say You'se the wash in m'sheen Real talk, I'm not certain you're a lad A couple years ago I think we went to Thorpe Park for your sister's birthday...? So I'mma murder you with that I'm your nemesis Infer no more Your girl goes saw When I stealthily detonate my colossal samurai sword And a tidal wave of my s**m load swarms My log leaps like quantum Onto her hot cheeks and bottom But would I tap the walls of ex; no way, outs Not even joshing Cause you may be my best friend But you're not the best...mate Remember Joseph Kingsland from our old cla** in film dude? Yeah? Yeah? Well, Joe King aside, I'll k** you This dude's a poser Stupid loner I wake up every day wishing he'd move to Goa So when I'm done here He'll have 'bean bagged' No comfortable alternative to a sofa I mean come on Shuff, don't act like you better man We both drank Pepsi Max from those same old Pepsi cans When I say he's boring. I'm not simply messing I call him insomniac, cause he's not into-resting And I say that ironically. Cause this slob barely ever gets out of bed He's lazy, straight shagging the alphabet! Come on Shuff, don't act like you better man At that restaurant from Uzbekistan we both had to share a nan Your bars are like Pizza Hut crusts Packed with that cheesy whole and You spitting any kind of phat sh** that we condone is 'PRETTY REMOTE'. Like an attractive TV controller Your bars... are like a lord of the rings film set miniature: an 'ork wood creation' And I thought they were su'Poster be big'... No oversized wall decoration This mans sets are wack Mate, nowadays, swag gets you dap But you've never had a bird kiss your bu*t cheeks So I guess that's just an "a**-pecked you lack" See I'm great; no wall of China You flop; no awkward diver You think you're hard? I am harder No prodigy, but I'll smack your b**h up cause I'm a firestarter I hope you're offended. You don't pose a threat b**h I'm glad you finally found that hearing-impared female wizard you were looking for Cause it's apparent you have a 'deaf witch' Your bars are more played out than slow it down Slow it down! I said; you have slow wit, drown