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RES
Alright, let’s get it started then
I’m a marker to your parker pen
A big stinky tenth to your half a ten
A breeze to your market tent
A yard to your park and bench
Big bars to your garden fence
I’m a spark, you’re drenched

DATKID
Let’s get it straight
I’m a Bentley to your rusty Ford
You’re nothing more than a flick knife to my mucky sword
It’s like a little garden gate up to some double doors
Or a dumb drunken scuffle when there’s a fucking war

RES
We’re like K2 and Everest to C-cup bras
Beirut to Devonshire, a key to a bar
When you’re weak with your speech
I spit teeth from the start
You’re a little bitch fish
In deep with the sharks

DATKID
We’re sunrays in the dark
A big field of dreams
You’re a blade of the grass
Trying to aim at the stars
But you couldn’t find the way if I made you a path
I’m a flame to your sparks
You’re a vein, I’m a heart

RES & DATKID – CHORUS
It’s just comparisons not battling or arrogance
But you ain’t challengers, you’re amateurs
We’re deep in the streets dodging PCs and cameras
We eat beats; you need heat to battle us
I speed speech these weak feeble characters
X2
DATKID
So who the fuck you starting with?
I’m Mr Miyagi to you karate kids
A thousand million miles to this half an inch
Dark eclipse over your little village
Steamrolling your clique in half a minute
You’re barely beginning after we’ve hit the finish
RES
We’re like C4; you’re like a bag of matches on the sea floor
Dropping heavy rhymes to leave you flying from the seesaw
And not because we eat more
My rhymes stay fresh and healthy
You’re like a baghead trying to rap about getting wealthy
DATKID
We’re like paedophiles on steroids to you 3 year olds
You’re a sleazy old silver ring; I’m a key of gold
I stay fresher while you go green and mould
You’ll get beat to pulp
Watch a tiger fight a kitty cat and eat it whole
You’re like the pavement to my dutty kicks
A razor to a bucky
I’m Chuckie to all you hating kids
Your statements ain’t the same as this
We’re made for it
While you waste your days away trying to make a take of it
My cadence makes a ? switch
CHORUS

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