Liars in the Booth - P Money

Yo, yeah, uh

This year was my third time performing at Glast

Remind me when he did that?

The only time he did Glastonbury was five years ago when he was being a hype

man for Mz.

Bratt

Since you’ve been on your own your career’s been trash

Couldn’t get your own set, your tunes are whack

Everybody’s doing shows I’ve been doing five years in a row my brudda now think

about that

Let me explain why your Fire in the Booth was whack

Eight minutes of acapella we don’t want that

Grime God my arse, it was blatantly rap

Put it on a 140 with no 808s and I bet you spin yourself off the track

You pussyhole, are you mad?

You don’t want it face to face about back to back

I got a whole EP for a man full of facts

Why would I hate on this Dot yout?

Said he can’t be boxed?

(boxed you)

Said you can’t be got?

(got you)

Said you can’t be dropped?

(wait, I swear your label dropped you)

You thought I weren’t gonna reply so you’re way off your line and BOW…

lobbed you

Check my CV you lost yout

If I’m gonna hate on anybody believe me it’s not you

So fuck man co-signing this yout

Snapchatting, hiding the truth

Good luck finding the truce

Flipping Nando’s rice, I’m on to you and all them garlic bredders siding with

you

I ain’t a rap guy but tell him I said scrapping is back and I’m rolling with

nines in the coup

I’m armed with shots

Charlie Sloth I beg you boss don’t let no more liars in the booth

Anyway, back to your one being whack

Man gassed it up and it was crap

Man went on big boy BBC you know and fucking did that?

All week man was chatting bout raising levels, pshh

Where was your beat levels?

Fam, I’ll argue with a Man United fan if all I wanna hear is treble

The shittest one, you’re creating medals

And fuck all your dargs, I’m on grenading kennels

The blackest Magneto when I raise the metal and lift one of your whips like

you’re racing Vettel

Wasteman, change the channel before I come and read up with that spirit you

channel

I’ve known you since back in the day, you were sleeping at studio for days

without using a flannel

I could acapella the whackest bredda

That’s why I’m on smacking bredda’s, attacking bredda’s and slapping bredda’s

You two-faced fake rapping bredda’s

Man’s a bitch now and it’s all mad for Jenners

Oi Bruce, how can a man be jealous

The maddest bredda’s know I’m too bad for bredda’s

I am Snowden with grown men plus an axe in my hand I’m actually on hacking

bredda’s

Don’t get me mad

I ain’t gonna lie this one’s gas

Mentioning Chipmunk, dunno why my man did that

Then I clocked

You were love drunk, still hungover Mz.

Bratt

Upset cuh Chipmunk smashed

Don’t you dare say you were young and all that

You were dead as soon man writ back

Let’s talk about you getting cheated on by Mz.

Bratt

Yeah, let’s talk about that

You found out Black the Ripper was ripping her back

I will tell you the truth

She was like your zoot, man was drawing your ting and giving it back

What is wrong with you and these girls?

You were chatting shit, giving her lip

But she was putting hers on somebody else

All you seem to do is take L after L

L after L after L

Shevon was a L

Lusardi, L

Mz.

Bratt told you the cameraman was only a friend and he beat that as well, L

She gave you so many L’s

No wonder why you think you shell

Fucking L

You knew she was like that as well but it’s funny cause I told you bout the girl

Let’s tell everyone why you went jail

Cause you’re a cunt

Nah I’m joking it’s cause he pulled out a display samurai that was fucking blunt

And you talk like you’re in a mazza

Wait… heard what you did to Mazza

You stole his soundpack and sold it after he made a few beats with you

That is a mazza

Joint production but never gave credit

Then a man called me a snake, don’t beg it

Telling your Twitter you’re taking back OGz with Mela and Termz but they never

said it

They were like «What?

Said it to who?

I don’t know who he’s been listening to»

Brudda I’m so on killing this yout

I got more to say on Snake EP 2