(WHEEZY PRODUCTIONS)

[Chorus: JMCrease]
You so ignorant bitch, it’s so hard to tell
If you’re being dumb on purpose or you stupid as hell
Long hair like Charlie, you get moist at Kids
And I’m not being critical now, I’m not taking the piss

[Verse 1: JMCrease]
First the fucks up with that hair, have you heard of a barber?
Bout to blitz this cunt so much, call me Pearl harbour
And I’m stronger than ever, coming back with the Creed
You hate on me for my wits, cos you ain’t got that speed

You sat cooking in food, making literal shit
My rhymes so wavy, that they’re bound to hit
Hit that receding hairline, more sloped than Pythagoras
Me and Kieran dissing you, don’t reply back at us

You leaking my address, for attention like Jessica crying
All it takes is one knock, and you’ll be hunted by Simon
You push and pull at me, like a physics lecture
You see me out in public, and swear I’ll deck ye

[Chorus: JMCrease]
Yeah you so ignorant bitch, it’s so hard to tell
If you’re being dumb on purpose or you stupid as hell
Long hair like Charlie, you get moist at Kids
Kieran coming in now so prepare for this:
[Verse 2: YourFavouriteShady]
Listen up, y'all, I got a bone to pick
With a YouTuber named Sammy Hamilton, who's real quick
To jump on the mic and spit some rhymes
But let me tell you, they ain't worth a dime
He's got a channel called DeadDogGaming and it’s a big deal
But not in a good way, it's trash, a lot of mess
But let me tell you, it's just plain embarrassing
I ain't impressed, I gotta confess
His content is weak, it's like watching paint dry, . He's got bars, I'll give him that
But when it comes to gaming, he's just a rat
A hobo who'd suck off a stranger for a pound, Sammy Hamilton, you're going down
I may have been your feature
But now I gotta beat ya


[Chorus: JMCrease]
You so ignorant bitch, it’s so hard to tell
If you’re being dumb on purpose or you stupid as hell
Long hair like Charlie, you get moist at Kids
And I’m not being critical man, I’m not taking the piss

[Verse 3: JMCrease]
Now the odds are you won’t take this diss seriously, like everything else in your life
Im not a blade, these lines won’t cut you like a knife
But even if you aren’t phased by this rap
Just know that I really despite you man, and that’s a fact
You get away with too much and that’s the truth
All this built up anger coming through in the booth
Stop taking us for pussies cos we really aren’t the type to be messed with
See me with a flavour flade in my mouth like I’m bombing a spliff

But really I’m full of smoke already, don’t need a drug
Because I’ll knock you the fuck out, you stupid mug
Stop pushing my buttons, because I’m an actual boss
I’ll crucify him like Jesus, hang him up on a cross. (Fuck you!)