Payback
I find it funny when me name isn't in the conversation
It's okay, take your time mate I'm feeling patient
Disc in the tray, play 'em like a PlayStation
I don't make songs, me I just make statements
Felt happy once, I couldn't handle it
Ripped the metal outta Stark and sold it to the Mandarin
Only kill beats, throw darts on ill sampling
Elephant in the room, don't see me? Still trampling
You shook, shaky from the beat by Parknsun
No matter what set you claim, support bipartisan
Leave you fucked up, Ned Flanders with the spritzer
So Yorkshire, use tea as a mixer
My work rate unmatched, top grafter
Shoot first, pen like Han Solo's blaster
Some people seek validation, I don't have to
Fuck what you think, I'm my Mam's favourite rapper
If I were you, I wouldn't do that
If I were you, I would move back
And now it's time to face facts
We won the war, there's no payback
If I were you, I wouldn't do that
If I were you, I would move back
And now it's time to face facts
We won the war, there's no payback
The spit kicker, the smoke the piff, sip liquor
I make beats, so you see that I mean business
So bare witness, I'm ill with the same sickness
Still stuck up in the cup with the same stitches
The plot thickens, it's like the time stops ticking
When I display my gift which is God given
I'm still spitting with the quill, tryna pen with it
There's no gimmick with these bars, we just keep bringing
I'm a God, you can keep swinging
Against the odds I get it done while you stay bitching
Par and Marx hit the target
Leaving man spread eagle like a starfish
Spitting venom, more poison than arsenic
And with a flow so cold like the arctic
So when we're done with your carcass
We'll cut you up and roll you up in a carpet
If I were you, I wouldn't do that
If I were you, I would move back
And now it's time to face facts
We won the war, there's no payback
If I were you, I wouldn't do that
If I were you, I would move back
And now it's time to face facts
We won the war, there's no payback
It's okay, take your time mate I'm feeling patient
Disc in the tray, play 'em like a PlayStation
I don't make songs, me I just make statements
Felt happy once, I couldn't handle it
Ripped the metal outta Stark and sold it to the Mandarin
Only kill beats, throw darts on ill sampling
Elephant in the room, don't see me? Still trampling
You shook, shaky from the beat by Parknsun
No matter what set you claim, support bipartisan
Leave you fucked up, Ned Flanders with the spritzer
So Yorkshire, use tea as a mixer
My work rate unmatched, top grafter
Shoot first, pen like Han Solo's blaster
Some people seek validation, I don't have to
Fuck what you think, I'm my Mam's favourite rapper
If I were you, I wouldn't do that
If I were you, I would move back
And now it's time to face facts
We won the war, there's no payback
If I were you, I wouldn't do that
If I were you, I would move back
And now it's time to face facts
We won the war, there's no payback
The spit kicker, the smoke the piff, sip liquor
I make beats, so you see that I mean business
So bare witness, I'm ill with the same sickness
Still stuck up in the cup with the same stitches
The plot thickens, it's like the time stops ticking
When I display my gift which is God given
I'm still spitting with the quill, tryna pen with it
There's no gimmick with these bars, we just keep bringing
I'm a God, you can keep swinging
Against the odds I get it done while you stay bitching
Par and Marx hit the target
Leaving man spread eagle like a starfish
Spitting venom, more poison than arsenic
And with a flow so cold like the arctic
So when we're done with your carcass
We'll cut you up and roll you up in a carpet
If I were you, I wouldn't do that
If I were you, I would move back
And now it's time to face facts
We won the war, there's no payback
If I were you, I wouldn't do that
If I were you, I would move back
And now it's time to face facts
We won the war, there's no payback
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Writer(s): Marx
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