Story Behind the Song
I joined the crew S-1 just as Nasty was gettin kicked out, and even tho he'd never spoken to me before he said he was gonna diss me.
So while I was on the train to Cornwall with Hype and Limitless to do a show, I started phonin him...he was too bitch to pick up. He just texted me back.
Then he said he was gonna be in Cornwall, and I said he was more than welcome to show up at the show. He never showed up.
Then I get back and he was merging pics of my mates heads onto the bodies of gays fucking and shit...and even tho Speshul Effect ripped him after Nasty's racist diss to Spesh, I thought I'd put the nail in the coffin.
Lyrics
Intro:
So yet another fuckin net geek bitch with too much time on his hands takes a shot at me, RespectBA-
Well that's cool...it's just lambs to the slaughter-
So gimmie a second to lace my mits up-
And I'll get back in the ring and knock you out-
The Verse:
Nasty Rhymes, this bastard ain't rappin half as nice-
Shouldn't even have a mic, bitch you're my sacrifice-
Watch me slice ya open on the track son-
Got the balls to diss me back, it's apparent you don't have none-
(RING RING), yea I know you won't pick up-
And I know the pictures ya post never fail to get ya dick up-
Why do I see my friends heads on the image of gays-
You want to merge shit? Check this, merge my fist with ya face-
No hope, fuck ya voice atleast come with a dope flow-
Called you to a spot and guess what? It's a no-show-
You wanna be Eminim so bad, don't you?-
How must it feel to be your daughter? Havin your own dad grope you-
Ya stuck in a disaster, fuckin with a master-
I cringe when I hear "Nasty rhymes up in this bastard"-
The fuck is your problem anyway? You're just a little bitch-
A hula hoop now, what's next? A fuckin twizzle stick?-
What happened in cornwall? The stage was set-
Too bad you were afraid SON-1 was gonna break ya neck-
And hold up, while we talk about other MC's-
Speshul had ya runnin, but now you've run into me-
I'm like a python kid, on the mic my grip tightening-
Frightenin, strike like lightenin when I'm writin shit-
Never seen a married man with such misplaced pheremones-
Does ya bitch wife know you download these gay pornos?-
Slippin the syllables straight into ya little cranium-
Ya gay cunt, ya fuckin gender's miscellanious-
Racist, that's ya label ever since you disin spesh-
Don't hold your breath, ya shut-in, I ain't fuckin finished yet-
Run for ya life, from anyone with a gun or a knife-
I'ma different kind of stealth predator, that hunts with a knife-
And I'mna stab you, Respect sets a track on fire-
If I called you a "faggot", would you call me a liar?-
Rocket speed, I dare this cunt to take a shot at me-
I dare this cunt to ever come and say he's hot to me-
I'm sick of your raps, ya always try and try again-
But there's a 99% chance I'm gonna be kickin your ass-
Man-handlin this bastard on a track, wack tramplin-
Always bet on BA, Nasty Rhymes is wack gamblin-
This track'll leave you shakin for days, like an ounce of skunk-
"Second Round Knock Out"? Talk now, I'll knock you out in one-
Outro:
RESPECT BA! (Scratched)
Se this is just a warm-up bitch! If you really want some I got more!
RESPECT BA! (Scratched)
Never lay all your cards on the table in the first deal...remember that.
RESPECT BA (Scratched)
And fuckin respect my name. I just ripped you! You're a fuckin bitch! Shut-in bitch! No fuckin life...suck my dick!
(Sample)
"Hey..ease up ease up....we come in peace. We just wanna ask you a question....that stuff, can you teach us? Can anybody do it?" (echoed)
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