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lirik lagu pengame rap battle - forever tapped vs jaycee | pengame rap battle 2025

[forever tapped round one ~ producerpaks]
bring me a can of beer, love
that’s something your dad said
and now i’ve got to smoke this white man, am i the crackhead?
that’s all madness, i don’t really care
allahu akbar fam, cause we’re all here breathing air
right now, you’re outnumbered, you’re white like his jumper
i don’t understand, you’re about to get slumped by the slumper
your name’s jc
jesus christ is white, we know jesus was black
these are facts, your skin is white
my shadow is brown, my shadow is black
they’re booing me and that’s all mad

[jaycee round one ~ ]
yo!
look
this time round i leave brothers on pavements
little p~ssy ass pagan, i bring a nine next to your shavers
it could’ve been rap, you have to get packed
yeah, i sung before rap, but we know you give statements
show me your time of your life, you’ve achieved something
on my life blud i’m waiting, don’t make me slide to your door like the bailiff
i know when it’s safe when i know where you stay, b~tch
huh, rudeboy i back my chat, i got tracks on tap, i got stats on rap
you’re still posted at council flats, trying to off your pack
yeah, i blew through…
you’re a battle rapper, i’m a f~cking artist
past 30 and still live at home at marj’s
i got big boy pendants, i put on my neck
your tings faked it in the sh~t and dagenham market
don’t make me laugh
p~ssio died, i’d raise my glass
in fact, i’d do it myself, fill him with sh~lls
p~ssio [?], you’re an angry~looking likkle~eyes
are crooked, massive for a chatty~patty~batty
pushin’ asia 30, suck a bucket, makin’ music
on this ting, are you f~ckin’ stupid?
look, this guy’s a idiot
he’s reachin’, real talk on a g ting
if the gang starts squeezin’, he’d be leakin’
pullin’ down his whole g~string
you’re so small go lost when you’re on top, jeeting
she ain’t around, she’s sleepin’
round one i leave man in the dust
that couple, his family’s grieving
you know like that
bow
[forever tapped round two ~ producerpaks]
it’s not gonna work right now, it’s just lyrical
we can tell you a tall, why yute? it will never be physical
i’ve seen his g~o~d in them bandos, it gets biblical
me? being here?, wallahi, that’s a miracle
for a hundred years of slavery and your skin’s still invisible
you think man could ever chat?
fam, the ink is cool, but when you get that pad and pen
how do you …. and end up with guns and skengs?

[jaycee round two ~ ]
go on batman, draw for your shaver
first grab your inhaler
fat c~nt, act up, you’ll end up on my trainer
i ain’t on jokes, where’s the paper? oh
you’re spattered with blazn and you lost blud
at least she’s got a pop’s, your pop’s still ain’t back from the shop run
probably where you ended up bitter and got none
you ain’t done nothing on the roads, i’ve researched
ft pattern, i’ve come with a clean verse
your whole style and your cadence needs work
all that weight about your walk and your feet hurt
should’ve stayed in the background hating
now your frontline getting cooked like bacon
something smells funny, i ain’t talking about hygiene
your screams gang but you’re caught at the stations
and what is he doing there ft?
what’s the rules for the streets? was he giving out statements?
now i’m ren dmc, i can send them receipts
you’re a snitch if i am not mistaken
you’re overweight, undertool
your face looks punchable, slumped and full
i wanna do beef, i’m like
run the rules on the roads, i’m nice but i’m comfortable
this big jelly belly, sweaty fat, messy f~ck
what war with i’m boring, his pad and show him wider levels here is plain to see
look, yo, i’m the reason you might give up rap
but it’s cool, you can buml!ck tapped
i was doing up packs, you was doing up…you likkle idiot yat, go and draw for your strap
you know the one that you ain’t got blud
come on, levels man
time
[forever tapped round three ~ producerpaks]
i was here before you
im the pioneer, i ain’t even here to war you
this is battle rap, but you’re chatting all that cr~p
you’re talking about hypothetical s~x and guns and waps
i ain’t with none of that, you’ve got a studio in your room
you can holla me live in northholt, fam i’ve really got the booth
that’s 25 an hour, you’re talking about shotting food
suck your mum, suck your dad and then suck his other yute
like it’s just ft, all of them bars you spat are sh~t
all i gotta do is this, couldn’t give you a blips
but the p~ssy on your lips and i don’t even wanna touch that
you’re a baby in this thing, bro you’re just a rugrat
uh, i still got some laughs from the crowds
it’s big ft, i say my ting, you know im proud
fists in the air that’s black power
you think this white clown could ever take man down?
ayye p…k bro just give me the win
if his dad was the judge, he woulda sent you bin
and bro try teef the gold from our land
you think it’s ft his’s freestyle [?] for strand
i’m the man reload it, i don’t need no reload this is a f~cking full clip
it’s big ft i’m always on my bullsh~t
i said i’m always on my bullsh~t

[reloaded]
you tried to steal africa, you ain’t stealing this win
suck your….

[reloaded]

that’s black power and i had to say it proud
big up broski, he wouldn’t run a mile
if he saw your dad, he wouldn’t know if it’s the feds or a shot on the block
you gotta be careful where he tread
what you got ancle socks on?
bro should pick this cotton
you would love that bro
mi should dot it, like rotten
they don’t wanna reload it, when im on my bullsh~t
aye man don’t need a reload, brudda this is a full clip
huh, it’s big ft i got the freestyles locked
suck your mum your dad, i hope your kids get shot
cause where on these blocks, all cause of their people
man tried to steal africa, your grandad’s way too evil
aye, but man’s still f~cking their aunties
big ft, but man came to f~ck up the party
my man’s got the ginger… on his beard
that’s not a black trait, now it’s getting all weird
kunta kente, i’m sorry, i’m sorry, i’m sorry
that’s ancestrial….

[jaycee round three ~ ]
forever tap, nah this guy’s clapped
dropped on a mic and no one man claps
but he gets gassed on the stairs to his ground floor flat
yo, you’ll forever be fat
good job, pengame, say reload
if he heard pull up, he’d get ptsd
eddie hall couldn’t lift this chunk off his feet
he’s usain bolt if the food come…. yo
shut up p~ssy, you still work lidge
and you ain’t bad, cause your t~~th on the fridge
only packs, donny grips, is a packet of crisps
i’m outside in your bits, up with the sticks
you think it’s bad how kandi done pryns?
i heard f.t. and i grinned
he’s washed this guy, he stinks
he’s never had a shower, not even a rinse
f~ck knows what goes in his bins, got bad boxes, empty tins
never a salad, the brother’s a wallad
stop talking about w~llys and battling kids
using the dome cause his sh~t never hits
look i could pick him apart with the [?]
rip out his flesh when i twist on her
me and you, that’s a stupid comparison, you’re embarrassing, you lost to a kid
george pattern up, why you giving man this?
three foot little b~tch, you move like a b~tch
i could’ve had smiles in the body wasted
he wanna cheat for a couple of quid, guess what?
my dog that’ll never be me, three fits in one day
who’s stepping this clean?
read it, replied, who’s wondering why?
cause the gimmicks and the props ain’t never
it’s gonna be me
time

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