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Sherlock ft. Surv

  1. [Cerveza:]
  2. Addicted to weed but this drug helps me find things,
  3. Sherlock's the name I find out who's behind this,
  4. Houses of Parliament someone placed a bomb,
  5. I jump off a building I survived, I re spawned,
  6. You not clever, you aint special,
  7. You know I'll find out who you are I won't settle,
  8. You aint the devil, You're a lower level,
  9. So off on your bike if you can reach the peddles,
  10. You aint no salad you barely a season,
  11. You aint no devil you're barely a demon,
  12. You might as well stop cause you're basically beaten,
  13. You're just a dodgy fucking batch of semen,
  14. Quit it motherfucker you'll be dead soon,
  15. I'm with your mum in the bedroom,
  16. Her pussy is wetter than log flumes,
  17. My dick so big it's stretches her clogged womb,
  18. My family billionaires,
  19. You family still aint here,
  20. My dog's a millionaire,
  21. All you are doing is filling in air,
  22. On your packaging it says no brain included,
  23. You might want to pack it in nigga you deluded,
  24. People don't know if we're feuding,
  25. But all i can say it's what you did,
  26. Hearing your voice is like being trapped with a python,
  27. I've seen prettier things for example a Pylon,
  28. My game made of silk and yours is of Nylon,
  29. I'm drinking some milk wondering what you're high on,
  30. I take a sip and puff on my cigarette,
  31. It's my spotlight now you're just a silhouette
  32. [Surv:]
  33. To all of those who think I give a fuck,
  34. To all of those sucking my dick and such:
  35. To all of you writing a diss and stuff:
  36. A diss to us, Surveza, shit, you done,
  37. I'll destroy all your talent, which isn't much,
  38. I'll monkey flip you, then I rip you up,
  39. Wait, you want a fight? Haha, bitch you a
  40. Bout to get squashed, you drank the bitch sauce?
  41. Now I'm ticked off, your head's finna be ripped off
  42. Damn this shit is hard, inhale my flow down your gizzard,
  43. My lyrics are fire, created by a wizard,
  44. Your eyes are, soon to be split, burnt,
  45. Hit, hurt, till' you get your head bursted,
  46. I'll murder your soul after your dead,
  47. Dig up your hole that you had slept
  48. In, and and grab a Smith and Wesson,
  49. I'll have your bitch undressing, then
  50. I'll step in in a second, repping
  51. #Dynamic F and you don't want to #funk with Becket,
  52. Fuck you all, I'm bout take your raps, reanact 9 11.

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