[Round 1] [Devilman] Skepta, you look like you’ve got AIDS You look like you’ve got HIV You look like you’ve got Gonorrhea all around your lips 'Cos you sucked out your mum’s punani You look like you’ve got cancer So clashing me is not the answer So you're better of going back to the strip club Carry on being a lap dancer Yeah, you’re not ready, you black Somalian, you’re not ready Don’t even open your mouth blud Before you say something stupid and you get yourself buried Wow, you’re not ready, you Bangladeshian, you’re not steady You Ethiopian excuse of an emcee You better keep bullshit in your belly Yeah, it’s a 16 ting yeah [Skepta] Ok, Yes man I’m bringing him because I knew he was alright Let’s go, Ok, Skepta I’m not scared of D E velopment D E velopment ain’t in the mafia Not a Tai Omi Ay Wong Sun carrier Devilman wouldn't even jump over the train barrier So how can he be a bad man When he pars with about 25 pricks If I get Texas Chainsaw Massacre You will get Freddy Krueger part 6 And Final Destination part 3 Trust me I'll push your wig back This ain't a fair clash it's a mismatch You see what I did to the other MCs on my diss track How can I clash Devilman? Go on then I got war lyrics in my book, go on then, go on then Kiss my black foot, go on then Yo, signed up to the gym 'cause I heard man are looking for me and my mates After I’m done with pumping the weights I'm gonna buy a stab-proof vest and put in the plates I got so many stars and stripes I might buy a new house in the states Every compliment my head inflates I roll deep but I don’t wear skates And I don’t like him, or his friend Don’t make me have to bore his friend Go on then, bring around 2 of your friends I’ll just bring around 3 of my friends But not no MC friends I’ll bring around a couple unknown guys from my ends You hold mic, they hold leng, and the only spitting they do is phlegm So what d'you mean, what d'you mean you fool?Devilman ain't on my level man After I murk Devilman Put him with the other six, that's seven man Give me a medal man, Devilman sekkle man, you'll get eaten In a lyrical war I can't get beaten 'Cause my lyrics are colder than Sweden So Boy Better Know that it’s gun season Don't think I'm wearing gloves for no reason Kill Devilman and dump him in Neasden My name's Junior, it's not Steven I'll make your jawside look uneven [Devilman] Wunsen Yo I'm like no other Try come clash me, please don't bother Put Skepta on the ground and dig out his eyes And make him bawl for his mother We don't like each other Only 'cause I fucked his baby mother That bitch was under the cover She said the sex was like no other Never judge a book by it's cover 'Cause I just leave a couple shots in your brother And make sure I empty the clip in his face just to make sure the little prick don't recover It doesn’t take long to discover, Skepta smells like no other ask him to just piss in his face like go on then but pay me It doesn’t take long to discover, Skepta smells like no other ask him to just piss in his face like go on then but pay me Wunsen, wunsen [Skepta] Yo, draw for the tool, go on then, go on then Think I'm a fool? Go on then, go on then, draw for the tool Think that you’re hard but you’re soft like wool Lick a man in the jaw side with the stool I’m a real shower man but I still look cool White gold chain and an iced out jewel But he couldn’t jack me 'cause I’m not Ja Rule Nah rude boy, what d'you mean?
I just started my new campaign and I'm 2 provinces deep. Im looking for a few new people to play this with, no one i currently no owns the game so getting new players is tough.
I'm looking for people that fall under these attributes: - Adults: I don't care what your sex, race, religious and political views are, I only care that you're at least 21. - Mic only: I can't tell you how annoying it is to coordinate a game like this without a mic. I can't tell you how many times I've had to kick someone because they wouldn't communicate, go into a zone guns-blazing, and get themselves killed while everyone else is looking for targets on their drones. Someone who can play strategically, but without the need of extreme difficult with no HUD, etc... I also want someone who uses communication, and enjoys to play the game stealthy! I have a headset, and am looking to get seriously into this game, im only just 3 provinces in .
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Come to your house in a Ford Orion Draw for tool, go on then Yo let me split Devilman's wig a likkle bit 'Cause Devilmans trying to get big a likkle bit But guys in Manny and Brum know you thief your style off Baseman and Trigga a likkle bit My style's strong a likkle bit You can't scare me with Wing Chun a likkle bit Spit two bars, draw for the mash then Tai Omi Ay Wung Sun a likkle bit So don't fuck around, with Junior If you never knew, this is Aftershock's new shooter Sorry, Aftershock's new loser Terror Danjah shoulda sent Bruza You know Skepta, too much charisma Bill up Devilman in a red rizla [Devilman] Yo Skepta the chance of you winning me in this clash right now is reducing I'm gonna make you wish that you stuck to producing And you're not even a good producer And your girl looks like Medusa Basically no man wanna use her Whenever I see her I have to excuse her If you don't believe me ask Bruza Or ask Terror Danjah Basically no make up can change her Skepta you're a prick, you're not major Draw for the 12 gauge or 12 gauger Sum lai wun tai omi ay wong sun Skepta's a battyman I will end your career like Rattyman If you want to take it further, and it's war Chop off your head with a saw I like to see blood and I need some more Eject to the bottom of the floor Wun wun wun mai lung I said shame on Skepta Devilman's burning a flame on Skepta on Skepta I'll write my name on Skepta Skepta's a battyman!
Shame on Skepta I'll put the blame on Skepta Make police find cocaine on Skepta Skepta's a battyman!
I have beaten it before on console, but wanted to play it all over again on PC.
I'm from the East Coast of the USA and I'm looking for people to play this awesome game with.
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] [Devilman] Come out the place before your heads get bit off Like a car you will get writ off In half you will get split off I don't know where you been hearing that bullshit off D. Velopment busting off lyrics like Kalashnikov From long range these MC's get picked off I got a chip on my shoulder All i gotta do is let the chip off Yeah, that why you shouldn't run your lip off And you shouldn't buss guns if you can't fill the clip up That’s why certain man slip up Don't last long in a gunfight, man a get shit up Yeah, heads get pricked off If I know where you live, doors get kicked off Then plenty of shots get licked off, bill a spliff then a Hennessey, that's lit up [Skepta] Yo That's why I sing all the songs I sung I’ve been a street hustler from young When I buy a 4 and a half, put a crumb on my tongue Wait for it to go numb Me and Bossman we can never get stung Any funny business put the lead through his lung Can't school me about Whitney and I used to put 13 scores in my mouth, and start chopping up a half ounce with H Can't chat to Meridian about weight Devilman wouldn't even know what to do with an eighth He brought an 8 ball on the 24th He still trying to move it on the 8th Devilman don’t know about Tanitas with the batteries held in with Sellotape He would have thought he was looking at the date of birth when I put my food on the scales When I get shift I start biting my nails But I've never ever been an informer, never told tales I roll with 4 black males And the feds better lock us in separate jails Dizzee Rascal should have phoned my phone We regulate all the class A sales [Devilman] This is the final I will split Skepta's head with a vinyl Or tell him to suck his girls vaginal Or pistol whip his stepdad Lionel You're just a little prick, boy I'll just box ya Two snooker balls then I socks ya Go get a [? ] that her chest is sore I need to find a way to express this, [? [Devilman] You don't want me to burn the flame on Turn insane on Thunder lightning and rain on If you want war, then it's game on Using your head I'll bust a window pane on It's not hard to explain Make sure you get cracked like cocaine Make a man cut you up like sugar cane I grow like a flower when it gets rained on I bring the pain on You can never train on the ground that I train on You can never come around me with that chain on End up with your head buss and your chain gone Couldn't fuck with me from day one I got a black line, now I got a grey one I play the game you don't wanna play don So it's best that you stay out of my way don [Skepta] Don't talk to me about karate I will come to your birthday party Slap anyone I see taking Charlie On the beef like a soldier from the Iraqi I'm in the Slew Dem army My name's Junior, but when I see them pub guys They try call me darky So I fight for my rights like Marcus Garvey Wearing a glove, Boy Better Know I got the gun in my boxers I don't wanna send Devilman to the doctors I wanna win a MOBO and go for the Oscars Theres only one Bassman, so i gotta lick down any imposters I'll lick off your head like Guinness and Fosters Can’t take showerman for Pocahontas [Devilman] Skepta, you're not immaculate, you're not elegant You got messed up hormones like you're pregnant Yeah, you're not regular You play division, I play premier You probably got lyrics, but I got many-er D. V, I've got fans in Kenya If you want a CD manna got ten 'ere Just a likkle bit of wun mai pun senya Cause I move too physical Lyrically critical It's just typical From far from despicable Just like trainers my lyrics are pickable Like punani, my style's unlickable When I'm on the radio I get transmittable When I'm in a female then I get literal No bullshit, yeah I mean literal [Skepta] Devilman draw for the 'chete Bullets start dropping down like confetti But I won't bring a strap if the beef is petty Nah Devilman, I just draw for the 'chete And I make your belly look like a bowl of spaghetti Leave his lip bust and his forehead sweaty I'll make him wish he never drawed the machete Go on, you think you're ready?