[Intro]

Here's the problem with Pete

He hasn't got any feet

So what the fuck's he standing on when Gid's on the beat x2

[Verse 1]

Touching Tetty with that Asian Flow clearly

You grew that beard to compensate for the short back and scenery

I'm on another tier, level and I'm steamy, Pete

Hot as a brazier when I rap on a creamy beat

You've seen me eat meat, and greet teets with dreamy sleep

You can't do that, nor can you believe my feats

Back on some slander to resuscitate the banter

Tetty Saga in the past, consider this the rantier

More credible legible edition of the aforementioned, ascended

Calling "ploby" from the bench to centre

Inventor of placenta, dissenter of magenta, ingenuous indentor, incredulous incrementer

Giden's temper is tempered to be tougher than a brick

I'm bringing intent and utter skill to inflict suffer on this prick

Getting on my wick, like butter on a stick, I'm lubing up the lyricry simply put to make you sick

I've been charging like Doduo with a sky attack

Compiling raps, now you're like "this guy is back"

Frying iKraxus with a bit of lacklustre dust from the urn of his last cousin

I'll rip you like a piece of paper, make you meet your maker

Scrape you of your feeble nature, feed you to the danger

By the way, my new rap name is "big daddy Gid rap dangerous flamer with a pager never on his best behaviour"

Noones been graver since the man himself

Minecraft and Q&As demand the wealth

Peter's abilities i will sand and quelch

Until there's no remainder you can scran and felch

[Verse 2]

Hey guys, welcome back to PokéMMO

IKraxusGames here with every lyric ephemeral

Detrimental approach to encroach upon this joke

I'm bespoke, every word glimmers like an emerald

You're a seven year old, I win the medals of gold

When I pedal through marathon and give you a damaging

Haggling a rap standard out of this embarrassment

Peter I'm not mad

I'm simply saddened: you're an accident

You'll never rap your way out of an establishment

Forever encapsulated in my lyric management back room

I assumed you knew I'll make a rapper choke like my rhymes are a vacuum

Light a fire underneath a slapper like a crack spoon

I also didn't think that I'd be back soon

But I felt the need to reiterate and also ask you

What kind of suit do you want to be buried in?

You'll be just as sedentary when you're dead you fucking lazy git

You might want to be cremated but this track is doing that well enough

Having melanin is rough, for a puff with thrush, against a rough gruff motherfucker like me

I'm so metal I drink glass and excrete bees

I eat fleas and reek of cheese and my pee is bright red

[Outro]

Don't make fun of that though, cause that's actually a serious medical disorder and it really hurts: come on, let's be civil

I'm just kidding, go for it