[ Verse One ]
Self declaration as the king is kinda cringe
Blood pouring out your ears you need a syringe
I find it funny how we gotta take your word, it's absurd
No brain cells in that head yet you call yourself the 'word nerd'?
I mean chill, it's not the silence that you fill
It's the same old fucking girls, the ones with STD
"Why don't you step to me?"
Well let's see, I didn't think you were worthy
Then I got bored, hurt your feelings, you're ignored
New resort, let's write this diss and take the piss
Of your accomplishments that no one seemed to notice
Hold this, reminisce the days of bliss with 'Cool Chris'
Fuck this, practice to stand your ground not forgiveness
I'm not here to shoot you, really, I'm here to speak
Of a tiny little boy with no rapping technique
Lack of ability in this English industry
You a money tree, a cow milked to feed the rich-hungry
Never lonely? Because you're surrounded by Izak Coney
Oh please, a name drop isn't the worst I could do
I could mention, Emily, Riley, Chris again, oh shoot
Though it's not your area of expertise
I think you should look at me a little closely
You seem to be missing sleep at the thought of me
Yate ways bullshit, all crippled people that talk
Yacht days cool kit, all privileged people who stalk
Think your royalty with that name, Prince
You're no legend musician with your silence
You're more a royal who's got a loose screw
Prince, we might as well be calling you Andrew
Hodgey boy is bringing the snow day
Brooke is sick and telling him to "Stay Away!"
Luke's a prick and I'm not saying that cos' he's gay
It's because he's a fake ass bitch who better stay a prey
Tucky thinks that he's so the shit
This fucker so quiet when you run his talk
A little man with so much adjectives but no walk
Gilberto thinks he's slick with his hiding
But there's no shying away him and Alfie Jones grinding
All nice in person, the perfect idol
Behind the scenes, Isaac better call that dial
The public will never see the horrors that I see
Label me crazy till the truth is set free
Fucking relinquish the throne now or be caught on knee
A last name like Cowley kind of proves my point
Think once, think twice, this fuck is on the joint
It's getting cold in here
Statured bitch is never gonna dissapear
Mumble in my ear like you don't know what your doing
Look me in my eye and tell me this diss ain't confusing
Him and his partner, like Bonnie and Clyde
I'll repeat it once again, there's nowhere to hide
Two-faced fuck, get the hell out my sight
Needham over here is all bark, no bite
[ Hook ]
Here to announce a regicide, regicide
Here to announce a regicide, regicide
No one gives a shit when your fame dies
You just committed a career-suicide
[ Verse Two ]
How am I meant to fight Hodgey with bitch tits
Choke him till he's blue and make his snowy head two-split
Snowstorm in Bristol due to the events that occurred
Mason gettin' lonely and we hear his words slurred
Parents lookin' like a vegetable, Reece still a bastard
You've mastered the art of anti-hygiene, I overheard
But before this bitch gets fuckin' murdered
I think we should track down his past, the fuckin' pervert
Rainbow socks, dino crocs
Mason lookin' saucy with them double knots
Hodgey gettin' spicy with them spicy drops
Sending Luke your dick wishin' for a response
Talkin' of that bitch, he did the same back
He looked at you and saw a feisty snack
He never knew this would end up on a diss track
But Luke and Mason fucked in their father's jockstraps
Shit, didn't expect that?
Still crying over that time I won on Mortal Kombat
Still dying for revenge ever since I got your wrist slapped
Still relying on Mason for your kinky fan-fic extracts
People saying that there's been a regicide
Couldn't of been me, I was the local homicide
Luke was probably the one who committed pedocide
Hodgey boy is planning his next genocide
Alfie Jones' kink is fuckin' domicide
Better stop writing these lyrics before there's an omnicide
Shit, fuck
Shit, fuck
I'm them I'm the, I'm the
I'm the, I'm the, worthy one
[ Hook ]
Here to announce a regicide, regicide
Here to announce a regicide, regicide
No one gives a shit when your fame dies
You just committed a career-suicide