[Intro: Shwabadi, Rustage & Connor Quest!]
-Oh here comes Buggy, uh huh
-Hey guys! Um, I found this really cool beat I know you're love!
-What the f*ck? Fuck you!
-What the four f*****g blues is this, you clown nonce?
-Buggy, what the f*ck is this? I'm gonna f*cking kill you!
[Verse 1: Shwabadi, Rustage & Connor Quest!]
Ay, ay, they ain't f*****g with the Cross Guild
Buggy balls out like a Scots kilt, we got cash flow with no drop spilled
Ha! The beat is dropping, need a bomb drill
Croc like Nico Robin, secret topic, I'm a hot Milf
If those two can't, then Hawk will, I cut 'em like Sashimi
The way I flow is nuts, slip a disk when they gon' CD's
Disonnecting like it's EE, or BT, I got big rounds, they got BB's
She gon' give crown like Vivi, put her face in the ground like Tiki
I could top Wano like it's Fiji, it's Fuji
Man, you goofy, I make big cuts like a movie
I got sick hooks like I'm Fury, assembled them like I'm Nick Fury
Bonnie on me, my wrist jewelry, flip the script like a rigged jury!
They're never calling my bluff like it's Phoenix Wright
Spotting the Cross, they're like Jesus Christ!
Hanging 'em up, and I leave 'em dry
They're not affording my feature price
Yeah, he owed us a favour
Dulling their blades like disposable razors
All these hot lines, my flow the equator
Get to the cheese on some rodent behaviour
[Chorus: Shwabadi, Rustage, Connor Quest! & Breeton Boi (All)]
Ain't nobody stronger on the sea (It's the Cross Guild!)
Who gon' make 'em split when on the scene (It's the Cross Guild!)
Dry them out 'till they can hardly breathe (It's the Cross Guild!)
Who be rolling round with Mister Three (It's the Cross Guild!)
[Verse 2: Shwabadi, Rustage & Connor Quest! (Shwabadi & Connor Quest!)]
I be popping all these bodies like a water balloon
They be saying I'm the greatest, wait, according to who?
Shut that s**t down when I walk in the booth
Got a big fanclub form an orderly queue
If a man speak up, bring a sword into view
'Cause his rank too low, he can talk to the goons
Like they rep the Marines - how they're boring and blue
And I make a man yelp like an awful review, huh!
I'm making paper when I'm drawing
Put in labour like I'm Corbyn, raise the waves like global warming
Paid my aids and grow my forces, let my sabre do the talking
Freeze in place like rigor mortis, take this statement as a warning
They fell off like my body parts, stop his heart
Croc and Hawk my bodyguards, (no, we aren't), pop off, and they're blown apart
My foes depart, I split and leave 'em red like water Moses parts
Cuban style smoke cigars, juvenile had a broken start
Stole their heart, I never worked with Law, just connect the metal like a circuit board
They know I rule like it's thirty four, and I'm done with heroes like it's Curnden Craw
Undefeated, got a perfect score, when I draw see red, that's a curtain call
Run this town, so don't run your mouth, I don't f*ck with clowns on this circus floor
[Chorus: Shwabadi, Rustage, Connor Quest! & Breeton Boi (All)]
Ain't nobody stronger on the sea (It's the Cross Guild!)
Who gon' make 'em split when on the scene (It's the Cross Guild!)
Dry them out 'till they can hardly breathe (It's the Cross Guild!)
Who be rolling round with Mister Three (It's the Cross Guild!)
[Outro: Rustage, Shwabadi & Connor Quest!]
-You didn't mean that, right? When you-when you said that thing about the-the clowns? We're cool, we're friends, right?
-No, I-I absolutely meant that, get his like
-No, no, no, ah, ah, oh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, now my nose is actually red, fuck, Jesus, oh!
-Yes, bitch! Yeah, take that, you f*****g clown! You clown bitch, you f*****g red nose bitch, pussy!
Original - Shwabadi
