Joshter Jay - My Name Is / You Better Be Sorry lyrics

I don't think you know
Who you're dealing with
Here i'm not the kind of person
You wanna be messing with i don't like
Cats I don't think kittens and
Puppy dogs are cute in fact
I think all cats are dickheads if I'm honest
With you when I see them in my
Garden, I'm not cooing over them
I run out there and - ahh - scare them away

Oh, hi! Sorry to keep you waiting
But unleashing my rhymes upon you is
Something I’ve heavily been debating
I’ve wanted to hold myself back
But a moment ago I said "Frick it"
I won’t go overboard just yet though
So I hope you’ll still be
Able to deal with it
You probably thought I was scared to reply
You probably thought I was a chicken
But c’mon Chazer, that’s not like me
This shit ain’t finger-licking
But I’ve got the recipe for success
Here are four ways for you to suck less
Tuck your shirt in listen in class
Pull up your fricking trousers
And finally mate, get your parents together
They live in different flipping houses
C’mon man, you shouldn’t have sent for me
I mean really Chazer
There’s no way you can step to me
‘Cause I’d be able to fuck you up quicker
Than Muhammad Ali would if you
Called him a ni-
Woah, wait, I can’t say that
But I can say one thing - you’re plain crap
Aye aye cap, you think you can rap?
I’ve heard better disses from Take That!

Look at how tall I am - six foot five! Look
At me I'm like a beast! You don't want
To mocking me, I tell you y'know when I eat
Peanut M&M's, I crush each one in my fingers
So I'm strong y'know what I mean? You need
To stop this stupidity no one beats me

Woah woah now, look who’s returned
Stay away from me, kid
Or you will get burned
My raps are as excellent as Mr burns
Let’s play Countdown - it’s my turn
I’ll take a vowel and two consonants
Actually, fuck it, three won’t hurt
I’ve got an E, an R, an N, and a D for dirt
Put them together, and what’s the word
It perfectly describes you - you’re
A cheap little nerd (little nerd)
Well, maybe not perfectly
I could’ve been harsher, but I
Didn’t want it to hurt, you see
You call yourself a thug
But motherfricker I’m Hercules
I’m not even trying
But could still bury you on a verse with ease
But for a while longer though
I’ll keep acting mercifully
Certainly, none of your disses could
Bring the hurt to me
All they did was give me a chuckle
And now you’re caught up in a big kerfuffle
You couldn’t get laid if you owned a bruffle
Shit, oh oh, I mean a brothel
You and your dad live inside a hostel
Careful sonny-boy, I might get hostile
It’s the end of the verse so
I’ll see you in a while
But you ain’t no gosh darn crocodile

Motherfricker, you're the worst
Rapper since Drake
Your track on me was your biggest mistake
And you're just fake
You remind me of a snake
You're not on a guest list
My worst rap is better than your best shit
You'll never be one of the greats
And soon you'll meet your fate
You think I'm your mate
Well I'm not 'cause you're a state
You stupid little fuck!
You couldn't get bread
Even if you were a duck
I'm a harsh guy that'll break
Your mum's heart twice
I'll stab you with a dart
I'm a fucking psychopath
You're a fan of a certain Danny
Well I'm a fan of your dad's fanny
Sometimes I'll call you Russell, yo
You look like the fricking Gruffalo
You could never get to me
I'm chilling here with Rebbeca Marie
Your favourite is the vice
President of Bill Clinton
You've got the vocab of
A certain Maggie Simpson
You see, you're gonna be limping
I'm hunch and I'll take your
Mother out to lunch mayday! Mayday!
Paid everyday, so every day is payday
Well, y'know, you sure are a strange
Freaky little fellow you know I'm the guy
So there is no need to lie
I'm your fricking commander
You're a chicken, you love Colonel Sanders
It's weird, Pankhurst
You need to take a bath first
You haven't got a home
That's why you're always alone
I don't give a fuck
And you'll never feel loved
I'm that that hurts, now I'll have my dessert
Oh yeah, and here are a list of things
That are wrong with you: You're a twat
You're a bit fat you don't have a hat
And soon you'll live inside a flat
Where the only guests will be your cats
Let's see, you like Tyler, The Creator?
Well I'm gonna make you meet your maker
Yonkers? More like Chazer is bonkers!
You'll never be the next Houdini
Sorry if I'm being a meanie
I treat this as a game
But not like Fortnite
Because that shit is lame
You'll never insult me
When your mum gets horny
She just consults me
I heard you like a girl from Geordie
Like the shore
Well, I bet that she's just a whore
You sleep in the kitchen when
Your dad is fricking
I'm very stylish and sleek
But I'm not even at my peak
You're a bit of a retard
You've got no personal regard
My raps - you cannot defy
You'll die if you do, so just don't even try

Oh, and I'm just playing, Chazer Wazer
You know I love you