[Intro]
It's, it's, it's Madders, Madders
I'll spin man like Sickers, what kind of Sickers?
Steal your bar Sickers
Moved like a bitch when you couldn't get in the knickers
Stole Nasty Jack's flow, yeah, that's Sickers
GBH-H
That's Royal, not Sickers
Merky ACE badded you up outside Rinse, he went sicker
You got scared and you ran to the shitter
Yeah
What you know about Kane? You don't know Kane
Or Michael Caine, N.A.S.T.Y Crew Kane
You will get caned, I'll spin you into the basement
Someone call Jammer
So I can put this boy to shame
You went away and came back like Steps
You are not Ghetts, so please don't flex
I know man that walk with sticks
Not walking sticks or canes
Who the fuck's Ronda? Did you steal from Ronda?
Did you feed Ronda?
Anyways, couldn't really care about Ronda
I wanna know why your dad
Told a story 'bout you when you thought you were bad
And you really worked in Honda
Always catting MCs
But you're getting run out of the bits
Someone put this brudda in a Honda
Yeah
Grim Sickers is a bitch
Anybody knows he likes to talk shit
Verified? You ain't get shit, blue tick
Told you before, keep my name out your lips
Awkward prick, now I've gotta switch
AlexLovesGrime is a little arse-lick
Driving around in a made-up whip
Chinese whispers, you're not sick
Jump on the set, get your headtop licked
Keep moving saying that I'm mad Tiff
Are you mad, Tiff? Are you mad, Tiff?
Are you mad, Tiff? Yeah, that's it
Lying on pussy that you never hit, I'll
Dead these rumours right now, real quick
Feature MC, better hold this diss
Do us all a favour and call it quits
Someone tell this don to go home
Got no dough, he needs to go home
Can't get gyal, he needs to go home
Thinks he's nang, he needs to go home
Someone tell this don to go home
Got no dough, he needs to go home
Can't get gyal, he needs to go home
Thinks he's nang, he needs to go home
[Outro]
This brudda, you know
I told you
Stop talking about me
'Cause now
I've had to talk up the tings
Grim Shitters, Grim Spinners, Grim Slippers
Haha
It's Madders, Madders