Swear (Grim Sickers Diss)

By Funky Dee

On Best of Both Worlds

Released on December 2, 2017

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[Intro]

We're gonna play a game, you know

Swear to God, swear to God

Let's play swear to God, swear to God

Let's play swear to God, swear to God

Let's play swear to God, swear to God

Let's play swear to God, swear to God

Let's play swear to God, swear to God

Let's play swear to God, swear to God

Let's play swear to God, swear to God


[Verse 1]

Swear to God that you didn't steal Jack's flow

Swear to God that you didn't steal my flow

I'll send a strap pic to your iPhone

Even Mike knows, you're a flow cat

And a bowcatt, and you don't trap

Make that mill? Yeah, you stole that

P Money, Little Dee, yeah, they know that

Check Grime Memories for the throwback

Swear to God that you didn't tell me

That you banged Nolay

Now this is gonna be your last day

Woo, all in one air raid

Come Swindon with your twelve gauge

And the Mossberg, you're a [?]

I support Arsenal, fuck Hotspurs

You catted Jack, but you dropped first

You're a moist nerd

Merky made you dash at Rinse

And he made you dash at Radar

And he says, if it was back in the days

You would've jumped off the roof at Déjà

You would've jumped off the roof at On Top

You froze when it got on top

You ran, you never heard a gunshot

Before I met you, you was wearing Dunlop

(AYY) You don't run no block

(AYY) And you got fake opps

(AYY) I'll put something to your top

(AYY) Hit back, then pop

(AYY) You go gym everyday

(AYY) Too many protein shakes

(AYY) With your pussyhole mates

(AYY) But you got punched by Merky ACE

Bill it up backstrap

Don't give mad chat

Ice Kid style, walk round with a backpack

Told Lucas that I wanna beat Azryah from BKChat

Round more straps than Mad Max

Crack out the map on lap-lap

Grab the MAC, click-clack that

More reloads than Radar's Jack Dat

You steal everything, you cat-cat

You never trap-trap

I criss crossed this guy

He's lyrically wack-wack

I'm the lord of the mics, go holler at Rat-Rat

Have you seen a gun

On the window go tap-tap?

Have your brains on the dashboard splat-splat

Filler flow, filler flow

Dread up my hair like Coolio, Coolio

Swinging swords like Rufio, Rufio

Get murked out here like Mercutio

Energy teefing, yous are broke

Head on my belt, Medusio

Medusio, Medusio

You talk shit, I walk the shit

Eff with my dough, I bore shit

You talk bullshit

Stack dough for a mortgage

Let's play a game, Saw 6

Fuck you up, make you walk crip

Thump you up, make you forfeit

With the strap, I've got [?]


[Outro]

Grim Sickers

The man of steel

Boy

Yucky

There's nothing sick about you