curiosity killed the cat

blud, what does man think?, i don't even know, i am sick of you lot, what does man think?, you think i am sitting here bruv? bruv?, worrying about this eediet, rotten, zeph ellis bumbahole, mad, bruv, that's what i'm saying, you let this-, bruv, you know what it is, i remember when you lot used to fren' up with this guy yah know, everytime he sent for me, you lot fren' up with this guy, where are you know with the fren' up?, bruv, listen to this guy, listen to this guy, look what he does, every time someone comes out, with something, this guy jumps on it, and then pretends he's the friggin' originator of it, bruv, who are you supposed to be?, well i'm incrediboy!, what? no. you're that kid from the fan club, bro. bro-brodie, bud, buddy, buddy, my name is incrediboy, look, i've been nice, i stood for photos, signed every scrap of paper you pushed at me but-, no, no, no, you don't have to worry about training me, i don't want your moves, your crime fighting style, favourite catchphrases, everything, i'm your number one fan, 'bout my daughter, where's your daughter? pussy, 'bout my mum, where's your mum?, 'bout brixton and stockwell, you're a eediet bruv, stop talking 'bout brixton and stockwell, you dickhead, you got around the point with bare talk, can't bly me with your bullshit, i'm a hawk, and you can die quick with less words than pigeon, joseph ellis, please stop the bitching, i am not jme, i will turn your life upside down, you're a leech, you ain't never had a sound, never been a king, you ain't never won a crown, 'cause you, you run around town, when the gossip you spread is fake news, youtube hits, that's fake news, i'm from the days of titch and bruz, you're from the days of davinche tunes, this brudda is not well, i swear this guys nobody in brixton or stockwell, why do you act like you've been past?, now i gotta rip a brudda down, quick fast, all the explaining in the world's not gonna distract me from the fact you're saying nothin', fact is, you don't exist, you shapeshift, you beg it, i win outright, i don't edge it, your mouth ain't loose, you're a tramp, straight pussy though, like you wanna run gums, you're a pussyhole, i swear on his mums life too, i could never lose a battle to none of yous, like, oi, young dot, you're too eggs up, you wanna beg it everyday but now the begs up, and i ain't ringing anybody for the heads up, i turn buckle at man like a wrestler, you think you're clever like a tesla, pussy, you're a jester, wanna press up, like a pest blud, i told you i'd battle you again, 'cause i'm better than the rest at coping at the stress blud, you're a lost cause that depends on me, we wouldn't know you if you didn't send for me, me and you in war, it was meant to be, but how the fuck are you ever gonna put an end to me?, i don't even wanna give you no sympathy, i said, i don't even wanna give you no empathy, i do it for the sport, murder you, deliver your corpse, and drop you times centre g, didn't really wanna do a hook but i might just do it, i'm outside, if my brudda got a show i'ma drive him to it, dot rotten thought he was a danger 'round here, i knew it, he tried lick down wiley and bbk but you blew it, blud, lightwork, gimmie the mic, i'll show you how the mic works, i said lightwork, gimmie the mic, i'll show you how the mic works, how the mic works, blud, lemme put this fake brudda back in his place, stop chatting like you can see crack in my face, in your dubs, it's like you've got a mac in your place, but if the roadside calls, no mac on the waist, blud, back in your place, back in your place, i said, you hate me like a slap in the face, anytime you hear me recording alone like this, there ain't one cat in the place, i will slam dunk heads like shaq in the place, big man, you're not the only black in the place, more time brudda i know you move like a paigon, so i don't wanna hear no chat in the place, no, i came back, gotta tackle the face, everybodies shook but i'm not shook, woulda stayed home if that was the case, he called me the devil but, that was the face, dot rotten, i'm killing you, i ain't even draw for the snake or crane yet, i ain't even told you to stay in your lane yet, i ain't even pushing bruddas twice a day yet, them bruddas ain't got no limits to say yet, i ain't started passing flame yet, how come you didn't know my attitude smells like a drain?, f's subliminal shit, i'm directly, on your doorstep, so nobody can't check me, get me? gently, i knew before that, you would never catch me, 'cause your spirit's dead inside a cemetery, people in the loop, they ain't rocking with your energy, can't frenemy me, 'cause you're a frenemy, it's all fake anytime man's belling me, i ain't breading none of you dickheads, you never had your own mindset, dickhead, oh shit, you ain't got a lane yet, well i'm winning, call me big head, dot rotten it's vegan today, but, by tomorrow that man is chicken, dot rotten, when you're my age, you won't be here like i'm alive and kicking