Remember you started this BATTLE not me
So when I beat you don't sad on defeat
My flow's
Remember you started this BATTLE not me
So when I beat you don't sad on defeat
My flow's like Scorpion, it grabs you with ease
So how the frick you gon' decide to try to battle on beats?
when you're a gangster man? you should have came in packing a piece
Instead you thought you had the skill to try attacking a beast
But here's a ticket man, you really should be packing to leave
But I don't think you're gonna do it, so pursue it nigga screw it
Fucking Judas, ima let you bring the battle to me
You should be honored to be bruised and demolished by Double
I'm not really on helping you lose nigga honest
I like to battle peeps that have a little skill and some promise
So when I beat em I don't feel like I was bullying hobbits
But anyway, I guess I'm scribbling now, and he was putting me down
I guess I'll kill him with sound
So if you're feeling me now, I guess I'm suited and booted
Let's find ourselves another shit rapper and eagerly shoot it
I'll shit on you! Hargh spit on you
And have your people looking, waiting, like what you gon' do
And when you finally figure out who dropped the shit on you
I'll take a piss, straight up emptying my dick on you
And while while you try to swim your way out of the piss monsoon
I'll have been drinking salted water just to sick on you
So leave the pistols dude, lets get the fists all bruised
I'll put one hand behind my back so I don't pick on you
Please pardon me as I release these new atrocities
with guarantees to bring these weak MCs down and onto their knees
And you gon' probably see this fake and hapless wanabe
Outside the four seasons trying to sell his new CD for free
And you're gon' try to leave but he's gon' be so high on speed
that he's gon' try to be right by you hoping that you buy his beats
But dont you buy em, cause the second there's a signed receipt
He's off to score some crack instead of finding something nice to eat
And I won't even bother diss the tracks, their kinda weak
But still he's just a little artist, leave him, let him find his feet
And if he finds em, all you peeps'll rush to sign him
And the groupie chicks'll follow him around when his new album leaks
Or maybe not, but here's to hoping that he reaches peak
Cause Ima buy his album just to hear this fucking faggot speak
And as for dissing V, it wasn't really meant to be
just leave it, I'm like matches man, you probably shouldn't play with me
You might end up with burns that reach into the third degree
and critical internal injuries because I'm hard to beat
And plus I murder beats especially when I'm first to speak
and lyrically gifted so much that you wish the verse repeats
And plus I murder beats especially when I'm first to speak
and lyrically gifted so much that you wish the verse repeats
And plus I murder sorry, I'm just never melancholy
Even when a talent lacking, pistol grabbing person beefs!
It kinda works for me, I never take it personally
I just attack em Cause I love to scribble shit and work a beat
I'm like a worker bee, I sting you and it murders me
No wait, I mean I bring you to the honey cause I'm sherbet sweet
This prick is bitter sour, Opposite of fun for cheeks
Cause I'm the one to beat doesn't make me anymore fun to beef
Fuck it lets hum the beat dum dum dum dum dum
You're not having as much fun as me
I'm just confused, don't have a clue why they all gun for me
It must be some defeat before that makes them choose to come for V
But I'm a hundred leagues ahead of you, you're under siege
And Ima drop more audible destruction than what thunder wreaks
And its no wonder these MCs are trying run for trees
when half of you are laughable especially this "half a G"
You're just a laugh for me, to piss a bit of time away
And notice I ain't said no names, this rhymes for anyone I please
Hargh spit on you
And have your people looking, waiting, like what you gon' do
And when you finally figure out who dropped the shit on you
I'll take a piss, straight up emptying my dick on you
And while while you try to swim your way out of the piss monsoon
I'll have been drinking salted water just to sick on you
So leave the pistols dude, lets get the fists all bruised
I'll put one hand behind my back so I don't pick on you
Cause that's what chickens do...
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I aint got nobody to beef with
The streets are low on enemies and these kids instead are r
I aint got nobody to beef with
The streets are low on enemies and these kids instead are running round just friending me
At least its the beast with two backs that new tracks create these groupies, these women to sleep with
But, let me draw back to the matter at hand
The fact that there aint anybody to stand up to V with a rusty microphone and a grand and put it down betting he could beat me lyrically man, I can't stand
How much of this lyrical contents just nonsense
Far to many people partyin down to look again at rhymes the rapper padded and penned and see the reason what they spit's so easy to understand
Its cause 90 percent of their lines don't even rhyme its just the last word in a bar
The shits absurd and its hard for a rapper as great as me to rap as fakely as these and emulate just where their skill levels are
But ima try
Nope, can't do it i can't chew it back
The amount of times I can rhyme
Its like trying to stop a hurricane from taking you out when all you got's a couple planks of wood supporting your house
It can't be done
I rhyme till my parts are numb then rhyme some more and that's how us artists run
And if you got a problem with me I suggest you spit it on two tracks
Diss me first so I can diss you back
Rap about your shortcomings and the shit you lack and see what you can do about it when you listen to that
See if you take the personal insults and crap as just rap and come back without a shank or gat
Take a knock to the chin and not fall out of the ring and come back accurately swinging again
Picking yourself up and out of the grime and get as bitter as limes
And beat me down a little better this time
But oh no!
It looks as if V Double's gonna have to go and start this but down know where I'm aiming at
Maybe I should skip the little rappers rapping and go straight to where is happening and murder all these famous cats?
Like dizzee rascal or klashnekoff or maybe sway
Not forgetting bout the boy K A
But no I think those rappers are shook
They don't wanna write lyrics cause they're far too busy writing hooks
I'm not bitter
I'm just bored
Don't really want shows
I got more than enough whores
Just wanna leave a rapper kneeling down on all fours
Wondering about what happened when he tried to start war
Fists all clenched
Muscles all pumped like I just worked a couple hours on the weights bench
And the shit dont make sense
That when Voo says he comes from the UK people wanna drop their 2 cents
And its such a nuisance that I gotta rap as fast as hell
To show the fans how much V Double has surpassed these girls
And that I'm sitting on another higher plane from them and aim at just like an evil bastard well
That's just me and I'm open to pot shots
These hot shots don't even deserve to be heard on these top spots
Well if the glock's cocked and reticle's hot locked aint nobody stopping the pop pop so drop, drop
Let me help you out and give the peeps a little dirt on me to talk about
Maybe you could give me stick about my awful mouth
And tell me I aint spitting shit Im just a fraud so bounce
Maybe you could diss my speed and say I'm nowhere near as fast as I profess to be
Just a light weight irrate Twista clone that hasn't had a label sign him so is pissed and moans
Come on people why not come and gave a go
As I'm clearly nothing. Why do you think they call me Double O
You can use me like the chick did in the I Feel video
And mark me up as easily as when you're pissing in the snow
And I'm pissing on your flow straight up wizzing on your toes and I'm fired like a pyre come on gitty gitty go
And my flick'll make you fall
Like a track of dominos
Witch my back against the wall
Still attacking all you hoes
This has gotta be the longest rhyme
That I have gone to scribe in my whole career
And I'm the coldest brear that your supposed to fear
And ima own this globe that's why I'm on this sphere
But till then
I'm still gonna diss the UK like I'm V Dooblay from Costinuplè
An island off the south shore of Chuplè
That couldn't be further from tea and 2 cakes
So fuck all the sounds that you make
And fuck the DJs that dont give Voo plays
This is a beef track its not so sucre
I'll see you soon hey. Release date Tuesday
When release datesl comes ima beat these bums
Till you hear V played on every each station
But I feel patiences limitations
Reach peak so I speak to defeat fake ones
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It's the one and only V Double O
stacking the P's as I go so you'll see when I blow
And I'
It's the one and only V Double O
stacking the P's as I go so you'll see when I blow
And I'm crossing the pond my money focus is on
So I demand a couple G's every show
Take a look at me pushing these lyrics at the people
its just the persona of my GAMPHACE
You will never see V double in the same place
and with the same bank balance tryna save face, and
For the people in the club all the ones that show me love
And the ones that wanna dance all night
Making money is the mission but if you cant make it glisten
And you havent got the money hunny that's all right
Come on
I'm V Dooble, usually I'm found on Google, I'm the quickest spitter
Quicker than the kick of a Mercedes
I was born to reach the stars, you could see it in my heart
Even when my mother made me in the '80s
Trying to make a mil is marvellous, But its
When they see me rocking in a car that's Glamrous
Or maybe rocking with these starlets, or taking em out to the Galas
I'm thinking I'll break em apart like harlots
I got these bigger figure dreams, making green
And that's why I'm making music in the scene, but for now
I wanna make enough money to take me out of the ends
And maybe make enough so I can bring it back in a Benz
And that's GAMPHACE MAN!!!
I don't think you people get the effect of a vocalist weapon my lyrics be so merciless
And
I don't think you can begin to respect the finesse we possess aint nobody spitting worse than us
And
People steady bringing any opposition trying play in my position will get battered up and bruised
I aint talking metaphorically I'm smacking brothers horribly and thats for any chatting smack at Voo
The people are waiting for me to get on my song
And pick em apart with the fabulous art I brung
So when I kick off its off like when missile erupt
Taking the rhythm and killing em all night long
I'm a lyrical phenomenon in action
Spitting witty with a little of an accent
Putting double on a track made by Harry in the back
Is the way to get a chemical reaction
So bring your bunsens and beakers
And let this shit erupt from the front of the speakers
Bringing flavour you could munch like a reeces
And any people hating I'll just punch 'em to pieces
I got a hunch and I mean this I feel this
With Europe and US the scene is about to experience
Something thats never happened before like planes smacking into buildings
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I'm going to the East Coast Music Conference and will be in Charlotte, NC from 23/04/08-30
I'm going to the East Coast Music Conference and will be in Charlotte, NC from 23/04/08-30/04/08
Details of the conference are at http://www.ramseyworldwide.com
Anyone that's going to be there, let me know!!!
Photoshoot courtesy of http://www.lukemiley.co.uk
Photographer: Iizsik
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V Double O doing a photoshoot and 4 finished songs. All in 1 day.
Photoshoot courtesy of
V Double O doing a photoshoot and 4 finished songs. All in 1 day.
Photoshoot courtesy of www.lukemiley.co.uk
Photographer: Iizsik
All tracks recorded and performed at The Chocolate Lab
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V Double O Freestyling in The Chocolate Lab
Aren't freestyles fun!!!
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V Double O Freestyling in The Chocolate Lab
Aren't freestyles fun!!!
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LYRICS ARE ON MY MYSPACE BLOG
http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&fr
LYRICS ARE ON MY MYSPACE BLOG
http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&frien dID=156750607&blogID=362952199
Or go to http://www.myspace.com/vdoubleo
Intro
Verse 1
i aint a fucking punching bag or a pussy
so don't push me like im a sissy
i'm past pissed at this shit already man
my missiles are ready
and so
how many episodes and shows of us crying are required
to prove the love we had, without it I'm dying
but fuck all that, lovey dovey was yesterday
it got pissed away, i got some other shit that its best that i say
so with no further delay, I'm just gon' serve you a blade
it done cut my chest already, hopefully it gives you a shave
i always said the sky's the limit with you, still its the truth
but never saw the stratospheric evils that you could do, to me
To think you'd try to cut me off for no reason
After my efforts and money kept you in food for the eating
And who could it be then, Captain Save-a-Ho
with a cape and 'fro, and I'm chasing this ho, I'm just disgracing me yo
And still I came to patch and mend it, too pussy to end it
too wussy to see we just shouldn't be, its not recommended
Made you cry and smile again, so cue the new violins
And invite your friends to tell em Double is the bad guy again
But I don't accuse you of shit, I keep my views to my hip
I holster them, don't let a bullet from this gun i got slip
And though I'm sick of this shit, I leave you smiling
all the while I'm just bracing myself, caging for this pain thats inside
Like I'm misplacing my pride, too many loop the loops now I'm sick
and its time you had a ticket, get yo ass on this ride
But prior to that we had another moment to fix it
Its ridiculous how I could picture us happy now isn't it?
But we talked it over, remember that?
I thought we had chance to shine but it was never that
Just a mirage in a desert of shit, I'm so fucking glad i can spit
to show you how intricately you hurt me, how fucked up it is
But I ain't slitting these wrist, I'm never bending backwards
to mend your actions
I'm just reacting man I'm cocked and attacking
Hook
I feel Crazy
Like I went and died inside, survived on lies
but now i gotta find my pride
I Feel like jumping in some moving traffic and chilling
Awaiting a killing, I hope you see yourself as the villain
Verse 2
You told me we could grow old and grey together, to stay forever
Hold on tight be brave and then face the weather, i listened
I took you out to dinner and made you smile so brightly it excited me
To see you not trying to fight me
And then you looked me in the eye brought a smile to my face took me in an embrace
and it made me feel so happy and safe
But then you drop a bomb that blew the happy look off my face
Your man was waiting at your home less than a mile away
I took you back immediately it really hit me
that V was just convenient, its sickly you'd try to stick me but fuck you did it
I couldn't even stop my body from shaking, like something awakened
and I'm just tryna stop me from hating you both
Even when he looked out the window and saw what we were doing
you lied to him To keep you baby from screwing
Pushing me away and lying like a whore in the street
I bet the fucking fool thought were so adoring and sweet
And still I told you it's forgiven, must have made you this way
And being cruel and bitchy helps you handle all this dismay
What a fool I was ay? You started crying , got me again
So then I kissed you, like we used to kiss way back in the when
And it was beautiful to be with you, to see you through
what people do to you and make you feel you need to be a bitch to see it through
But here's the truth, you used me like when I use the booth
And put the mic to my lips like what i spit's constantly the truth
I went home
Sent a text to your damn phone, making sure you were ok
Throw me a damn bone
I figured we'd move on and start it again
Said I wanted to see ya, What you doing on the weekend?
You said ah busy busy busy, I promise its work
Havent got a moment to myself, I'm so busy it hurts
But now the jig is up the truth has come in
You were with him, fuck your lies and fuck the web that you spin
Hook
For the rest of the lyrics go to:
http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&frien dID=156750607&blogID=362952199
Or go to http://www.myspace.com/vdoubleo
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