Kozzie - Reply to Sox Compulsive Liar lyrics

On L-O-M-3 i'ma cause pain on MCs
You bumbahole waste of an MC
Your chick calls my phone she sends me
Saying Sox licks toes and bum cheeks
I'm a boss for this silly little dunce breed
Slap him up then send him country
You're my worker, come back Monday

We can do it on Rinse we can do it on Kiss
We can do it 1Xtra we can do it in a dungeon
Shut your mouth rudeboy you're my youngen
Jaykae, your girl's got bunions
You've got tunes but your
Camp can't fund them
I've got a CD and I've sold hundreds
Don't talk, your mouth smells like onions
Invasion Alert, fuck them
I'm on fire, you're just a liar
You ain't going nowhere like a flat tyre
Sox you're swag, go join the choir
I am the sickest, you are the shittest
Nobody here thinks you man are wicked
Ask fatty over there, watches too much 'Wire'
What'd you think
You're Scarface? You think you're Danny Dyer?
'Til you get stabbed left shitting from a bag
Sox you're a tramp
Curl up, scar up, lipsing a slag
Tell your chick from me - she's a drag
Sketch, don't you think he's swag?
And his friend just gets himself mad
All that to pretend he's bad
Shit, that's stupid fam
Back to the drawing board, get a plan
'Cause, I don't think you've got one fan

Everything you just said on the camera
(Wha'?)
I told you the cameraman don't believe you
(Trust)
One, two, three, four lies that you said
(yeah?)
Is one, two, three, four knives in your head
(Dickhead)
Say my name in the wrong content (Wha'?)
I ain't into the joke or banter (Trust)
I'll shatter your face
You'll be screaming "dench!"
I go blind when I see red

I ain't scared of any clash
Who's this wannabe, lookalike Benny Banks?
Say you got a buff chick, but her belly hangs
That's a par, I keep telling man
All these SBTV's DVDs
So why can't I see you on the telly fam?
You're broke, you look like a chav
I can tell, you ain't hit the belly fam
I'm ahead of man, call me the lemon man
To clash me, you have to beg a man
"Oi Jammer, I wanna clash a man
I'll give you fifteen pound or
I'll suck a man"
You likkle batty, I just batter man
I'm on fire, I just cut a man
What, you wanna do me suttin' gang?
I thought not, you're a nuttin' man
Put a sock in it
Any riddim cuz, I'll body it
That's your CD straight out the window
Lobbing it, Invasion Squad, AKA
Blazin' Squad, every one of them pricks
I'll rob, you ain't cutting it
Your breath stinks, button it
S-O-X you'll be at the graveyard next
Tell Jaykae to come off your dick
Stop sucking it the game, I'm running it
Don't talk crud in it
You're a batty, you put your tongue in it
Invasion Alert, 0121 hold on a minute!
You're not trilla
You said your girlfriend's sweet like treacle
Ugh, you like pussy in face
Ugh, you like to wiggle and taste me?

Everything you just said on the camera
(Wha'?)
I told you the cameraman don't believe you
(Trust)
One, two, three, four lies that you said
(yeah?)
Is one, two, three, four knives in your head
(Dickhead)
Say my name in the wrong content (Wha'?)
I ain't into the joke or banter (Trust)
I'll shatter your face
You'll be screaming "dench!"
I go blind when I see red

Better than who fam? Sound like Wu Kang
Sound like a boyband, don't know
Why you did this bro, like Tre
Said, "Have you left England, though?"
You're broke, you're job-seeking loads
In your spare time, you like licking toes?
You man go five-ways on a Benz
Still can't afford no Rizla, though
Your girl's a douchebag stinking hoe
Jaykae told me about you, you know
Sniffing panties, you're dirty bro
Really, you've got nursery flows
That hat you wear, it ain't Burberry, bro
More like suttin' from the market though
Two pound fifty's a bargain, still
On a real, I won't wear it though
I'm working with a gutterman flow

Everything you just said on the camera
(Wha'?)
I told you the cameraman don't believe you
(Trust)
One, two, three, four lies that you said
(yeah?)
Is one, two, three, four knives in your head
(Dickhead)
Say my name in the wrong content (Wha'?)
I ain't into the joke or banter (Trust)
I'll shatter your face
You'll be screaming "dench!"
I go blind when I see red

Them man are gassed up, total arses
What the heck you doing with them glassses?
You're a myth, the problem's started
To clash me, you had to arse lick
You ain't no MC, you ain't no artist
Might as well do a career in dancing
All that shouting you do on the mic
But in bally, I heard you're the hardest
I've gone past them, fuck any chances
You man are still chipping in for a half, kid
I've got flows, and I've got bars
You lick toes, and you lick arse
I write bars every day of the week
But during the week your head's
Under the sheets
Jam, why am I clashing this neek?
Don't come close brush your teeth
Yeah? Two man a weave
Any beef I'll just call Merky
To come with the cutler, silly little younger
S-O-X you're not worth Gs
Ask anybody fam, I'm worth Gs
Invasion Alert ain't worth ten p
Gimme one minute, fam, and you'll see
You ain't got nuttin' on me

Everything you just said on the camera
(Wha'?)
I told you the cameraman don't believe you
(Trust)
One, two, three, four lies that you said
(yeah?)
Is one, two, three, four knives in your head
(Dickhead)
Say my name in the wrong content (Wha'?)
I ain't into the joke or banter (Trust)
I'll shatter your face
You'll be screaming "dench!"
I go blind when I see red

Them man want to jump on the camera
(don't quit) looking like Barney
I'ma cause damage you faggot (don't forfeit)
Your outfit looks like a Starburst jacket
(don't quit)
You prick in a battyman's jacket
I'll stab him (don't quit)
You think that the Koz' will have it?
(don't forfeit)
You nutter, I'll put a sock in your mouth
You sucker (don't quit)
The guy in the Brazilian top
Will get bruck up
Slap the glasses off your face you jat!