AaRON, The Squires - Marcus Round Diss Track lyrics

Are you recording it? (poom poom)
Big up TyroneMC
You didn't hop on the mic but
I'm still bigging you up fam  (alright)
I'm King of the SO creed of the crop
Lets go boys (okay)

Sheppard tryna say he's better than me
Oi spot-beard Grade 9 (grade 9)
Mention my name in the register
Oi teacher yes Miss (yes Miss?)
Give revision cards back to me (revising)
Best in the class tell Steveo yeah
Marshall called me a revision master
At desk in library, I'm revision master
If that makes me a revision master
Your teacher, your homework (revision master)
The trim, the glasses (revision master)
Man wanna chat about revision master
Smart boy with a dead trim
I'm a good boy, how the fudge can I?

Grade 9's come wherever I go
I can't cheat coz I'm literally a pro
Walk in the class with all my notes (notes)
School's done, everybody else go home
(scribble scribble)
Apart from the teachers you lot stay
(yeah yeah) walk in the classroom
All the teachers say hey
Tell a fan I'm always getting 9's
There's no socialising I'm Einstein

Yeah I'm the best, I'm no rookie
Yeah I'm smart i got my bookie
I do tests, I always copy
Yeah I study antibodies (science)
I don't sleep, that's for the weak
I get bullied and then called a neek
What's the capital of Mozambique?
(don't actually know)
I got a GCSE, I whip it out
It's 2019, yeah yeah I'm coming out (what)
Yeah I'm bent like roundabout (okay)
If Steveo wanna do me, yeah I'm about (mhmm)
I guess I'm a nerd, I got no clout
Yeah you'll never see me with a pouch
(err hang on about)

Dare one of you to challenge Marcus Round
(round) you got no mandem you got no crowd
I'm gonna revise, not going out
Nowadays I just don't go out
Homework club, yes miss that's a shout
I'm always in yeah, I'm never out
I'm so Calshot, I'm a boy Scout
Homework on the desk, Parents got no doubt

Marcus mate, I gave you my respect
But you chucked it away as if we never met
Yeah I said, time time again
Stop the bickering, let's just be friends
Asked you to join the Podcast
But you put me in one of your pinchy grasps
Skived off Sports Day, you're so cool
Likkle man in bedroom, revising molecule

Guess I'll have to take a painkiller
That's what you did to me, dear Lucy Miller
Yeah I do windsurfing on the blue sea
I'm national level but yeah, the mock me
The finest Malteasers I gave you
Could've given you that rich sea view
Donal Trump is my don, you look like a mon
Brexit is my jam, yeah c'est bon
As Mahatma Gandhi once said
Smoke grass, eat arse enjoy this one Marcus