Dot Rotten [Lyrics] STORMZY DISS | Oi @Stormzy , Sit Back Down

[Intro]
Dududu-dudu
Oi, why's my man hating on me?
Oi rudeboy, shut up
Hmm

[Chorus]
(Oh my god)
You're at the top of the game, sit back down
(Did you think you could just...)
You're at the top of the game, sit back down
(And not get smoked?)
How's everyting going for you, everyting's swell
(It's alright over there innit?)
Shouldn't you be having cups of tea with Adele?

[Verse 1]
Bruv, you're at the top of the game
Chill with Ed
You coming out to the battlefield
Knowing that I started a war, and my tings filled with lead
I'm from South West 9, you're from South West somewhere... (Where you from?)
You used to do videos in Whitehorse Road
Nobody don't come from them ends and don't run there
Oi, Stormzy could never last (Why?)
Remember you showed me that homage is secret
I got your heart beating
You needed to get a bar
You came out and didn't set a war path
I'm the real king of grime on these south side streets
If you disagree, better talk darg
My bars from ideas, you can get your jaw sparked
I send the rain, no storms like the weather forecast
I leave MC's panicking, like "I ain't got bars for that guy,
I ain't mad at him”
"I don't wanna send for him, I don't wanna challenge him"
But you stepped out for the war, so it's happening
Where was you when I was out Christmas carolling?
With the mac full of teeth, barring and barelling (Where?)
I grab this Big Mac and shell him to the grave
Put nails in the coffin, I'm happily hammering
Jay1's tryna link Maya Jama and you're with Jorja
Just for that, I'm kinda a fan of him (Yes)
He took it to the max, stole my flow and used it on "Scary"
And just for that, I'm getting back at him
You're the "king of grime"?
Shut up, pack it in
You're just an industry plant being sold with good packaging
It’s war blud, tell Jorja if I start shooting at Zubin’s, you won't manage with no management
I came to the field fully equipped, now they're galloping
To war you’re gonna have to go to the mountains, and chill with the monks, have them give you a talisman
[?]
Swing side to side with this don, you ain't hammocking
Wiley's a relic, you said it
So go for a GOAT or forget it
It's goals that you're hanging in (Come on Stormz)

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Oi Stormz, while you're at prayer, ill do a drive by throwing gang signs
You get too big for your boots, I'll show you Mr Skeng
and you can watch it blow like a landmine
I burn Stormzy like cigarettes and kush
It's a 21 gun salute when I blam mine
Hundred bags in the crib
First is first til you shut up like Crazy Titch
Brudda, you know that it's that time
Return of the rucksack, I'm riding again
I live this, ride or die
I'm the king of the grime scene
Don't hail on my greatness, it won't be your grace
that you're blinded by
Stormzy go and be great for the world
I know you're a black guy, but you move like an agent as well
Big up Traphouse Mob 'cause they get extra promo
But your beat selection that day was a fail
Drill in a grime war (What?)
This is for you and your boys if you think that I'm a victim
I tell a man, "state your name, where you from?"
I pull up in a war, with the bars, or I rinse him
We could clash Mc D's Thornton Heath
Or we could clash baitface Morley's Brixton
We could clash southside centre Wandsworth
Crown point one, Streatham or Mitcham
Spin him 'round Norbury, spin him 'round Norwood
Spin 'em round Crystal Palace, it's awkward
Spinning him around Penge, I went too far
So I span him back to Gipsy Hill to move forward
Spun him 'round Herne Hill and Effra and then to Water Lane, up to toast cones
I swear that's your hood?
I span Stormz 'round for the fun of it
War, you don't want none of it
Just sit in your seat brudda, you're good (sit now bruv)

[Chorus]
You're at the top of the game, sit back down
You're at the top of the game, sit back down
How's everyting going for you, everyting's swell
Shouldn't you be having cups of tea with Adele?
You're at the top of the game, sit back down
You're at the top of the game, sit back down
How's everyting going for you, everyting's swell
Shouldn't you be having cups of tea with Adele?

[Verse 3]
I just see a bag of paigons (Yep)
Storm thinks he’s a dark cloud? I’m the sun
Come up and evaporate him
Stormz is a fan, I not exaggerating
Got all your fans like, now he’s fibbing
I did so much for these south MC’s
He was a young G spitting on Rowdy Riddim
And he did a video too, so shut the fuck up
Why you mad at GOAT?Who’s name they love to utter?
‘Cause no matter what you say, at one point in your career you used me to buss your buzz up
You’re not the king of grime,
you’re the king of industry plants
When I wanna hear that real shit, I listen to real shit
If I want to listen to commercial, ill give you a chance
I was like... Should I send for you?? Yes or no??
Put Stormzy on the menu, and serve him in his own ends, in Crepes and Cones
Don’t forget, too bad yo
I’ll burn you like tobacco, you’ll get this smoke
‘Cause it’s a maze when you enter.

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