Lyrics:

My tea's gone cold up inside and I can't see at all
The morning rain clouds on his window
And I can't see at all
And even if he could it'd all be glad
He hung my pictures on my wall
It reminds him that it's not so bad, it's not so bad
Dear Diz', I wrote you but you ain't responded
I sent you two DM's back in autumn, you must not of got 'em
They're probably just lost in the Don't Flop office or something
Anyway, y'all wanna know what rhymes with 'Unanymous'?
'Huge fan of Diz'
You know what else rhymes with 'Unanymous'?
'Psychosis slapped the fuck out of this pussy, knocked the cigarette out of his mouth and he didn't do shit.'
Stop acting like you gon' push me
You gon' talk, get on and on like you go violent and you whoop me
Yeah, you gon' talk about how you a real fighter that can whoop me
Soon as I take your ass outside you gon' start crying like a...pussy!
You ain't a monstrosity Thomas

I ain't gonna do the battle with him stood behind me man. Man, like what the fuck?


Fucking pussy. Everybody make some noise for the pussy!
You're not a monstrosity Thomas, today you're gonna learn what the difference is
Cause time after time, Psychosis forgave for going online and running your mouth like a little bitch
Time after time he forgave you, you came back and you did the shit
So after it's over and it's over, well you have some unfinished business with
This man over here over that Twitter shit
And I don't even have another round so go ahead and finish this

{Psychosis gets in Unanymous's face and then acts like he's going to punch him}

What did I tell you about that Twitter shit?
It's obvious you a pussy cause he just flinched like a little bitch
Yo hold on though, same shit he did with Shotty though
You know he brought up his dead relative in an attempt to try to hurt him
You know he trying to show he's a monstrosity but I know there's a nicer type of version
He got all violent, started cursing like, 'I'll mention your dead relatives'
And he was like, 'I'll bang you out' and you're like, 'No, no, bruv, dead relatives, I wasn't going to apply it in a verse
Shotty I haven't told you how much I like you as a person
The fundamentals of you being an MC have been breached
Cause everything we stand for is freedom of speech
And Shotty made you eat your words til you can't even speak
Say it, 'I'm a monstrosity' say it, it's battle rap bitch
It's battle rap, you know the policy, there's no apology
Unless Shotty is two seconds away from taking my dome and stomping me
no real cheddar
He got his homie massaging his back right now to make him feel better
Keep on giving him help you little pussy, you're nothing but a pathetic square
Cause when Shotty made him go blank he was looking really helpless there
You're like Kurt Cobain cause the last time a shotty went off in your face your brains got scattered everywhere
Fuck is wrong with this fucking pussy?
Round one, y'all know his slogan, it's getting hot in here
And y'all know his slogan

Get 'em the fuck outta here


No get this little fucking midget the fuck out of here
the fuck outta here
You little fucking pussy, don't tell us how you gon' buck the uzi
Okay you little pudgy, droopy, fucking clumsy, goofy, Augustus Gloop-y
Chunk from The Goonies, the chubby kid from every fucking movie
This kid is so chunky to me if he took both his hands and cupped his boobies it'd look like onion


So you wanna get hype and all up in my shit like you spark the chrome?
Nah, wearing that body warm is the only time you've ever had arms on show
I saw some shit, you wanna talk about me being a pussy, right?
I saw some shit yesterday that made you look like a buttercup
You didn't actually come here to battle me you came here to lick Sophie Cody and bust a nut
That's Mickey's ex, a known fucking slut
And when Mickey and Double L got in your face you didn't do shit and they was threatening to fuck you up!
You were too busy concentrating on protecting Lu's pussy
To see Double L throwing cans around
But I guess that's what happens when you travel seven hours on a plane for fuck Mickey Worthless's hand me downs
Now before I get gruesome and nasty
Let me make this shit clear so that you understand me
The majority wanna see me lose the shit badly
They'd love to see you abuse and attack an arrogant fat little British battle rapper with crooked and cracked teeth
But win or loss, I'm 21, just take a look at the rap sheet
I'm only sorry to the fans for not being as good as I can be
Yo, and that's a humble statement
I'm back on my bullshit
That slip up against Villun was disappointing but nothing major
I choked up and he won let's face it
I don't wanna punch his face in
I just wanna say that
If my mom was shooting heroin during her pregnancy with me, what the fuck was his mother taking?
Cause when you all thought Villun fed me that slice of humble pie
He did, but I had an allergic reaction that doubled my stomach size
Don't get it fucked up, it's still Unanymous, the dragon rapper
It's all just warlocks and salamanders when I'm writing a verse
I'll strike the eye of God's eyes and Isengard with a lightening surge
Then He can with so many crystals that Heisenberg will have to find a different line of work
But fuck a meth basement, my chemistry is less basic
You can bring an Arsonal, we'll leave with his dreads shaven
Walking like Forest Gump with the leg braces
This is like feeding a sheep to a wolverine, you'll get your head caved in
I'm X rated, the ax raise into your neck strained in ten places
Eyes shooting beams with TEC's aim
But if you can let an Uzi or a Tec scream
Well then it's fuck what you can be, I'm shooting dreams like Wes Craven
A new light is entering, the final testament
Set fire to Genesis
I rewrite an Exodus so that Christ remembers that I tried correcting it
Yeah bitch, Bible references
You know what else rhymes with 'Bible references'?
'Al-Qaeda terrorist'
You ain't fucking with me cause my frame go like a primate from the Ice Age
But my mind frame? Like an exorcist
I'll pride you open and fight the demons that are colonizing inside your skeleton
And get devilish so the Devil recognized as Heaven sent
Pussy
So the Devil recognized as Heaven sent, I'll never forget
{Unanymous sees Dizaster motion to Philly Swain and Mickey Worthless}

What's going on?
Go for it


So he said I came out here for so I could fuck with some ho
All I gotta say is Mickey, was that shit true?


No


But it is


So protect yourself, cause
He thinks he figured out which bitch I'm fucking when he can't even get a date on his own
Fuck it, even if I did, somehow, happen to come here for a bitch I wanted to date
Yeah I wouldn't fly 7,000 miles for hand-me-downs but I still won't bake her a cake
His guy's a fucking pussy bro, don't even bother
He's like, 'Hold on. I'm not choking. Let me grab me a water.'
Cause there's nothing he could do or say, this guy wants to be me
So I'ma do it real quick without doing a free
Check it out, he wants to mimic me, he wants to live my life, no?
No? No, you don't want? Then kill the hype
You little fucking midget height
Little white piece of shit that's vicariously trying to live his life through me cause he can't seem to get his image right
Man, at first when I seen him, I was like, 'Okay, he does lyrically bite.'
Then he took my facial expressions too and I was literally like, 'You gotta be fucking kidding me, right?'
Me and this kid are so alike
When I came up here and saw him I was like, 'Yo, you ready to give me my biggest fight?'
And he's like, 'Bruv, you already know I didn't write.'
This shit is bullshit, alright
He has me thinking like, 'Maybe me and him do think alike.'
But the only reason I think that cause he always wants to think like me so I be thinking that the shit is tight
Because well, that's what I be thinking like
This guy's nickname should be 'Dick' cause all he does is mimic Mikes
Not only did you take my lyrics but also stole my wrapping/rapping presence (presents) like the Grinch of Christmas Night
You've full of shit Unan', kill the hype
You attacked Villun, called him out and still got killed despite
You're like a mosquito, cause you attack the skin of everything in sight
But it's often delivered with a bite
So how the fuck are you gonna give some albino kid that bites
When you're the fucking dude that wants to be me cause he can't even get his image right
At least everyday Villun wakes up and never has to stare into the mirror twice
This shit is stereotypical
This guy, this guy wants to be so much like me if the music in his stereo isn't Arabic enough to listen to
You'd probably force your parents to live with you
I feel like Captain Sparrow sharing a room with a parrot that constantly sits there and it mimics you
Like, 'Faggot! Faggot!'
Anyway, they told me to pick these pens up
So when I did, what I seen, I was extremely fed up
I said, if I hear you with one of your little fucking repetitive schemes, the set up is how
Bruv, you're gonna roll up and pull out your little weak Beretta I'm gonna
Immediately have to leak you
Repetitively stab you with a sewing needle so you start to leak through your sweater
Sweep you off the feet with a concrete meat cleaver
Til you start to leak through your sweater
I'll have you by your Achilles tendon completely severed
And then I'll slap a bag on your head and grab a nail gun and staple both your knees together
He starts to breathe, I told him, 'It's okay Unan'. Breathe like me, things get better
It's okay, I'll give you that number, three with the edge up
Yet I'll let you bleed from neck up
Japanese machete, I'll leave pieces of flesh cut
I'll fucking pierce your tongue with a fishing string tied around your neck three times and tell you to 'keep your head up'
I'll fucking punch you in your face pussy you know what the fucking talk's about
Don't fucking dare me right now cause we'll shut this whole fucking venue down
And everybody gonna still
Stop fucking pushing me cause I will fucking slap you dead
Do it one more time
Do it one more time
Smack the hat off your head


Somebody better tell him 'chill' before he gets his soul killed
You got a motorized jaw muscle
I've got the motor skills to this rodent to road kill
So slick witted so sickening, so ill
The way I put it together is so real so quick that you won't feel
Try to study the structure of my pen and get it dug into your flesh like Michael Scofield
You should've known it was a curtain call as soon as you thought to battle me
One Dizaster ain't enough, you'd need four to battle me
I don't give a fuck if you bang hammers, you'd need Thor to battle me
You was begging for Eurgh's attention bitch, you fought to battle me
That's a .44 for your anatomy
Everything I draw's a masterpiece
Plus when you're friends with Okwerdz in real life then you lose automatically
Slow it down, I said when you're friends with Okwerdz in real life then you lose automatically
Yeah, yeah he's a pussy basically
I don't give a fuck if you're from the west side, there ain't nothing west side about him
I checked him Instagram, I saw him throwing up west sides and pouting
I can imagine Okwerdz like, 'Yo Diz' you got this Unan' battle coming up fam'. You wanna hit the mall? I mean let's buy an outfit.'
And he's like, 'No Ryan. Let's give each other back breakers and then climb a mountain.'
I mean how the fuck could you bring yourself to befriend that fat head and degenerate prick?
When you get back to America remember to tell him I told you to tell him he's got a head like a blimp
No when you get back to America remember to tell him I told you to him he's BITCH
If it wasn't for his incredibly rich parents he would never exist
So the next time he wants to give my name a mentional flip
I'll trap a venomous fist in his father's chemotherapy drip
I don't wanna get personal with you, you know?
Cause if I get personal with you then your family's trees won't have any room to grow
Like let's get ignorant, right?
Yeah? Yeah? I'll rape your mother on her prayer mat
Rip her veil off and fuck her bareback
I will tie your faggot father up and leave that Iraqi drone with fractured bones
Sliced up inside of Bin Laden's hole
Then drag his body to his mansion where he wants to watch his family grow
With a ransom note carved into his chest that says, 'Daddy's home'
You're center stage with Leatherface, let the fact be known
He ain't someone I'm trying to emulate, I stand alone
I know I can make the weather change with my angered flow
But what I display is a unique art
So you'd need heart to create where Dizaster
I will fucking backhand slap your grandma
Back breaker your grandpa and repo the grenades he's armed with
Pull the pin out every one of them motherfuckers
And leave nothing but the rubble from a blood stained apartment
So call the 'Blood Stain Department'
A new level of homicide is surfacing
Another self righteous person
I'll fucking- try to undermine me I'll cut him like a surgeon
Give this dickhead a circumcision and leave him with his turban split
Just cause Daylyt's in your clique
Don't mean you're from them Compton sides where a Glock will fly
Pussy you're from the posher side of Berkeley
If you wanted a yacht your family butler would hop online and purchase it
I know every time a suicide bomber dies it hurts a bit
But remember that locked inside it's their job their pride, they work for it
Fuck the humble approach
I will send everyone in attendance at your mosque to die in serpent pits
And I don't give a fuck if you think that's too far Kumar
Cause if there was an elephant in the room you'd be fucking trying to worship it!
You don't like that?
'Mr. Dizaster. And when people mention I'm an A-rab I hate that
But back when I battled A-Class and spat a bunch of Asian hate raps about stray cats and train tracks.'
Fuck that
I hope fucking Kim Jong bombs your continent
I hope he turns Lebanon Hiroshima
And if the bomb blast doesn't catch it was a set of
Chop sticks that cuts off your oxygen as you slowly feel loss of consciousness
And cough your tonsils up with a blocked esophagus
Cause when I seen you using all these race jokes
I just think, 'Well, what the fuck is wrong with it? Has he not got a conscious?'
Cause when the shoe's on the other foot he's not as tolerant
So either being the world's biggest fucking hypocrite is his one accomplishment
Or this racist piece of shit must've lost his confidence like Tony Robinson
To the past accusations state that I have used racism but
But here stands a man that demonizes his own race for the sake of entertainment
Cause he knows that he can play on it
And all you fans will just take to it
Cause subconsciously the majority of western civilization has been brainwashed to think
That a peaceful Muslim is non-existent like a Guantanamo Bay visit
Now that's racism on an international scale
And in that case, since you were Canada's champ
I'll travel and wrap Organik in plastic explosives and throw a couple grenades with it
So King Of The Dot can say I blew up the spot the way that Hussein did it
Listen Bachir, you Indian queer
Most top tier rappers would leave what looks like maroon paint dripping from your Blue Jay's fitted
I understand that you beat Canibus but how hard could that have been if LL Cool J did it

{Eurgh calls time}


I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck about time
They just all wanna see you fall
Dizaster complaining about the time limits? Now I've seen it all


That shit he just said at the end just exposed the inner bitch in you
Bro, your personality is beyond split in two
There's like six of you
This guy wants to take all my lyrics, my stage presence, fine
But you also wanna go over the time limits too?
I got a challenge for you, if you accept it it'll be hard
I dare you not to take one of my schemes and breathe hard
And stretch your multi's every three bars
Fuck Unan', he said some shit about a prayer mat
And now he's gonna fucking hit her bareback, right?
But your mother blaze crack
You know why I would say that?
Cause she's the only person on Earth that's ever found the needle in the haystack
You already know my bars got conviction
Bro, Tommy that was a good line but you're not supposed to clap when someone is making fun of your mama's addition
And normally, being an addict, they don't do it in front of people, it makes them quite uncomfortable
But this shit has gotten so bad with your mom now she doesn't even hide it from you dude
You're drinking your Sprite and she takes it from you
Turns the soda can into a pipe in front of you
Like, 'What's this guy here gonna do?'
'Mom you better stop before I turn into a minor adjustable
Rhyming corruptible, mighty adjustable' - shut the fuck up bitch you ain't gonna fucking do shit
Before I start violently punching you
You ain't gon' fire a fucking tool
You just a deprived little child who lies about the crimes he do
To justify why your mother was too high to provide somewhat of a life for you
He developed the ability to learn telepathy
He's a monstrosity that knows all kinds of stuff
He developed telepathy from being able to communicate with his pregnant mom from being inside her gut
He be like, 'Mum. It's me. Do you have speed inside your blood?
I know you can't sleep but you need to try for once
You did heroin all week, please don't light that blunt
You hear that? Doonk doonk doonk. That's the sound of our heartbeat rising you need to read between the lines you cunt
That means that we're high as fuck!
Really, life must suck, when you're a baby, you send your mom a signal that she needs to provide a lunch
Her instincts tell her, 'Hmm, I should probably feed him designer drugs.'
I bet my top dollar you were conceived in an club
Where I'm from this guy's a thug
He earned his stripes before life begun like a tiger cub
First time he entered inside a club this guy's so young
When the bouncer asked for his ID he read it, it said 'Minus 1'
So stop coming with this fake front
You always putting on for Youtube trying to convince everybody Tommy Vilas deranged and he got loose screws
Bro, you not abused by the system, you just let the system abuse you
Maybe if you read a book or two, every once in a while ran some wisdom through you
You'd finally get this but you don't get it do you?
Your homies that you grew up with in Plymouth they don't ever listen to you
Cause they see through this false image that you built, it doesn't fit or suit you
Always talking about 'I'ma roll up in clubs and shoot you.'
Bitch you ain't gonna shoot nobody but the reputation is how everybody in England views you
Cause when you say you a killer, we know you ain't a killer
Consider it like self inflicted voodoo
Cause that same knife you piercing through other people is really just piercing through you
Your mom is a crackhead!
She likes to stuff heroin in her blunt and spark it
It's clear that this battle wasn't your department
You've been crushed before this started
Fuck a battle with Dizaster, you should be battling DNA to be see who's mother is more retarded
Shock value bro
You don't even know who's Unanymous
Bruv you don't even know Unanymous
You're a fucking buck tooth platypus
Still looking for a tooth to snaggle with
You stupid flabby bitch
Here's some useful steps for you to improve your assets with
First, use the salad dish
Two, do some calisthenics to reduce your boobs to half their width
I know you can do it Tommy, you're super talented
Once you got as high as a computer analyst
Got fired the same day got sued for damages
Because he got caught illegally downloading groups of sandwiches
You hang around him it's like experiencing a lucid acid trip
Cause he moves his hands real quick like he's doing now and food just vanishes
This guy would probably be the worst dude to travel with
He's always the guy sitting in front of you with his chair like, 'Bruv', can I move back a bit?'
But do that make sense?
Of course not cause he even if me and you were on the same plane together
You want to be so much like me, you would've crashed the shit
Could you imagine being a pilot on a travel jet
They radio him in from the tower like, 'Um, Captain Unanymous? What would you like to choose as your landing strip?'
And he's like, 'Ahh, I'd like to use Dizaster's dick.'
So I'ma just let him be
You can never fuck with me
You got all your homies talking shit to me endlessly
How about you Arkaic?
You wanna fucking fight
You talk a lot of shit in my face
You said- SHUT THE FUCK UP
I will jump kick you from right up here you son of a bitch
Eh, I told him 'just let it be.' He's mad at me right now saying I don't got words and melody
At least I'm not the one who showed up over here looking like a gay referee
Faggot, pussy, bitch
Don't fuck with me cause ain't no limit to the disrespectful shit I'll do


Snitch, snitch, snick


Man, I'ma fuck this guy up bro
Ain't no limit to the disrespectful shit I'll do
If you keep talking shit, after this, when Stephanie ask me for the interview
First thing I'ma say to that bitch is, 'Let me stick my dick in you.'
Mark ass pussy throwing my shit off
Sitting over here all mad
Why even show up to the battle all yapping
Talking 'bout, 'Remember, The Saurus we didn't get to battle.'
He was like, 'Ho, ho, ho I guess it's back to gambling.'
And you was like, 'Oh no I guess it's never gonna happen.'
He fucking made me forget my shit
Fucking hate you. I hope you fucking die you pussy
Fuck this guy up
I'ma take this guy's cup
Hold up, let me rap to you
You know what? I'm taking this too far I'ma give it back to you
Cause I don't want this some shit where it causes a riot
Cause ain't no fucking denying he's gonna end up crying
And when I mean crying, I mean crying like Charlie Clips when water is flying
I really fucking hate you bro
For doing this shit with your man
Cause I can't even get back to where I am
You fucking Afgani-Stan
And since I can't get back to where I was at
I'ma end this with a song but this time it's the same one in the intro except y'all gon' it along
Y'all ready?
My tea's gone cold up inside and I can't see at all
The morning rain clouds on his window
And he can't see at all
And even if he could it'd all be glad
He hung my pictures on his wall
It reminds him that I'm Unanymous's dad, I'm Unanymous's dad


Now I knew he'd mention my mother and the smack she consumes
But that only draws attention to the time you battled on Smack and got snapped into two
Now even though none of them statements are factually true
If she was on smack, that smack probably came from the opium pipes
That your Afghan family grew
And she birthed me, which technically mean I'm more of a Smack rapper than you!
Right now it's supposed to be like, 'Finally, daddy's spending time with me'
Yeah fucking right, I mean, fuck the comparisons
We ain't family that ain't actually equal, just cause both our personalities evil
In fact I'd be embarrassed to be you
If you were my biological donor, you'd be a disgrace to my family gene pool with all that-
'I run up on a retarded kid
Rip off his colostomy bag and replace it with the oxygen gas'
Fuck them gymnastic type, theatrics might
Samurai dagger might inflict you with gashes and deep wounds
When I hack your and after you've had your bandages removed
I'll shatter your dreams when I pull up to your next battle in a black tinted Regal
Brandished evil and start blasting at people like Apache Marine shoot
I'm the GOAT, I'm the proper type and I don't think Dizaster's the sequel
No, I said I'm a prototype and I don't think Dizaster is equal
Now against Arsonal you broke down how you can't spell 'bars' without putting that 'arse' in it
Whether Arsonal started with the word 'bar' and convinced yourself it was artistic
But if you're gonna pick apart and break down Arsonal's bars using the word 'bar' then you need to be smart with it
Don't just bark the word 'bar' and actually put some bars in it!
But it's hard for him cause this retard isn't smart with it
But him? It's all just performing arts and drama a facade really
His bars timid if you give them a hard listen
Well I'm a bear with it so I'ma bare with him let bars hit him
Get barbaric and let a barbell bomb hit him
Start bitching, I take the lead cause he just bark vicious
So your terrorist threats, I should directly address you a FedEx parcel with SARS in it
A barrage of hard hits that comatose you like my bars are actually barbiturates
I don't give a fuck if Dizaster be crafting his bars until it's scratching off his fingertips
Cause THAT is the only reason he compares himself in his bars
To people like the main character in Limitless
Just cause all his fucking bars and battles are unlimited
Well my bars aren't actually bars
They're shards that have been carved into sharpened instruments
Perfectly equipped for performing cardio incisions
Once I'm bar charting your heart's fitness with a stethoscope sampling metronomes from your heart's rhythm
My bars is dope as bars of coke you know
My bars is cold as Antarctic poles
Fuck Barbados I got my own city of bars I call it Barcelona
And parts of it harvest Spartan type barbarians that don't give a fuck about no bars
Just crowbars to your chest set and give your heart conditions
You'll leave Leeds looking like an elite team of
Parts of him missing like a school of piranhas bitten
You're barely a barnacle, it's like someone threw a barracuda where a shark was swimming
I'll fucking waterboard and torture ya whore of a mother
Till she admits to American military she was Bin Laden's mistress
That fucking Sari's stinking!
As for bars, she needs to be charged for giving a bar of soap
And told she'd be barricaded behind bars if she don't immediately clean up her armpits with it
Yeah, you'll get barred barless, my bars cut carcasses blood so
Brace yourself or catch bars to your grill like a monster truck
I'll break down and condense your bars into hockey pucks
And bring shots to ya like a bartender
You're a bitch and your bars tender
My bars, each of my bars is as fat as Andy Milonakis
It seems as if the fans, think we have some similarities but I'm deading that
Cause I'm a different rapper so cut the chitter chatter and get your raps up
Or forensics will find it's just actions and a list of victims while the city watches
You need way more than just a handful of bars
I've got a hungry fat kid mentality
I'll rapidly rip a rapper apart
To beat me, you need Wolverine's adamantium arms
A tarantula with Dracula's heart
A praying mantis with fangs like a shark
Pretty much a whole fucking pad of Unanymous bars!