Lyrics Did You Notice - P Money

Did You Notice

OK, let’s start by telling all these lot the truth
I put my hands up and I would admit
The only bitch I ever smacked up was you
I’m coming with facts and I’m coming with proof
CCTV and witnesses proved that I never did shit
I mean how else do you think I walked cas' from that courtroom?
I started listening to your second dub like
''Rah, this is gonna be heavy blud''
Then I thought, ''Wait, lying about me hitting girls again''
And you said that already blud
Why are you repeating it?
That just shows you ain’t ready blud
You ain’t even aiming steady blud
I don’t mind all your fat jokes, my next dub exposes
How much you need to get the belly blud
No my G, you’re not road like me
Why’s man wearing clothes like me?
Nobody cared for your first dub
They said your ''Real Talk'' was hard
Only 'cause you flowed like me
You’re a joke my G
Congrats, you charted by singing and still you ain’t known like me
You don’t even get shows like me
No credit, no yard, no car, can you even vote, my G?
You and your manager Darcy are both jokers
Tell em I’m rollin with everyday smokers
I don’t mind kings saying they’re the greatest of all time
Since when do sheep know what a GOAT is?
Brother, it’s hopeless
I’ve known you since your swag was rocking
Dog chains and chokers
You done that vid by yourself
No-ones got your back apart from them studio sofas
The only thing rough about you is how you sleep
Only thing rough about you is how you tweet
You ain’t on par, you held three in a week
Fist to the south star, you held three in your cheek
Telling me to suck my mother, that’s weak
That’s how I know I cut you deep
You don’t want arms with the demon in me
Turn on your location next time you tweet
Dot said his reasons for not stealing and I quote what’s Melas is mine
You never had money back then so how’s he going half on all those mics
My mans got way too much hate for a girl man said he never wifed
Man said he can’t be rushed, got rushed, on top of that, where was his knife?
clash has only helped him?
been a prick for ten years?
you type in ''Young Dot Vs Flamer'' you’ll see him getting bullied on Youtube?
Did you know this?
Them kicks don’t go with that track suit Dot
How could you not know this?
You think I get hurt when you say my real name?
It’s on Wikipedia, everyone knows this
I’ve seen your tings
Someone tell this emcee I don’t need your ting
I could make a 20 track collab EP
With the amount of artists that have beat your ting
You left Minarmy to rot more than your name
'Cause you ain’t man enough to leave your ting
I mean how does it feel knowing you got another L pending
The moment you breed your ting?
Oi blud did you notice:
Man just admitted to using MasterWriter on a eediat ting?
About you ain’t used it in 10 years, do you honestly think we are gonna believe
that ting?
Then there ain’t no way to redeem your ting
Hashtag MasterWriter when you tweet your ting
I know a bag of your fans are looking at your tunes like ''nawh''
Man’s gotta delete your ting
I don’t care what pricks are involved
This prick’s gonna know
When he sees mad whips on his road
Man’s like Tiger Woods in champion mode
All different type of sticks in the golf
Your five in the back dubplate wasn’t hard enough
'Cause you got a keeper still letting in goals
Phoned Despa, bredded my bro but we ain’t accepted a bred since JME said so
Even your fans can bred and get toast
I expected spirit of Dot Rotten
And all man has shown is Casper The Ghost
This ain’t a clash, it’s a joke
You keep mentioning how I don’t bun
How come I went Napa and came back with smoke?
Laughing at pool parties, cracking bare joke
About Maxsta giving your girls backstrokes, whoa
Melanin’s bless but no-one can save you
Who said it’s round the corner?
I’ll take you
You listed bare MC’s you recorded
Rah, all these man never paid you
Rah, all these man didn’t rate you
Swear down you and your ex was engaged too
I’ve seen emcees get spun by girls
But this is off-mic and they still C Cane you
You sound upset, I’m breaking you
If you’re Batman, I’m Bane to you
How can a man be caning you?
And still have so much to say to you?
Truth hurts
Look how it’s changing you
Chat about tools
Shut up you stupid weedhead
Roll up, I got the flame for you
You sent for me and I came for you
'Cause the last time I boxed you at Corey’s, what did I say to you?
Blud keep on rhyming lies
You ain’t down to ride
Can’t even ride a bike
The mechanic is back and I’m retiring guys
Set a hospital alight when I fire at guys
You can be 20 deep when I enter this car
On man you ain’t even gonna see 5 alive
A bloodline of dubs will drop side by side
Tell him I’ll nap a don on a Cyprus hype
After you said ''suck your mum'' better bust your gun
Cuh my buzz kills and someone’s getting stung
Wet a pussyhole what when I come lunging and hit lungs
Then stamp out veneers from your gums
You ain’t never been near any guns
I don’t fear anyone
Let’s get it clear, you’re only talking that talk 'cause you’re nowhere near
anyone
Play with the short temps and I’ll pull up and clear everyone
No way, you ain’t top
You’ve lost the plot
Let me tell you why lost
You never denied the way you got boxed
And you never denied the way you got dropped
And you never denied telling your Twitter you’re taking back OG’z
Till Melanin clocked
And you never denied going jail for a fake samurai
In fact, you never denied a lot
You never denied you were stealing from Mazza
You never denied any of that Bratt stuff
You said you was young
After I said, ''Don't you dare say you was young and all that cuz''
Mad
This is only the start of your ending
Brudda I’ve got files backed up
You never denied been caught in the same place I caught you
That’s twice you were smacked up
Big Narstie can probably tell you about the times you got slapped up
In Brixton and sent shop
Youngs Teflon can tell you 'bout the time he got locked in a cupboard and
slapped up on top
You never been real, since when did you shot?
According to you, you were busy recording a list of youts
In the studio so at which point did you ever go country and shot?
No line
No pee’s
No proof
No Glocks
No gang
No friends
No ends
No blocks
No whip
No yard
No chain
No watch
Are you sure you were shotting, are you lying Dot?
I think you were lying Dot
Your dub’s sick but it’s lies you were vibing off
Oh yeah, you never denied Desperado having you in the basement crying Dot
You tried to make people really think I hit a girl cause I didn’t say nothing
If that’s the case, then everything I said in my last dub is true
'Cause you didn’t say nothing
You said it was Jack and Archie, not you
But how would they know if you didn’t say nothing?
I swear to God when you buck me
Make sure you don’t say nothing
Don’t say a thing
Just do your ting like you said you’re gonna do
I don’t wanna hear nothing else
Man was gonna say after this EP ''yo…
Live on the stage, Eskimo Dance''
But what?
You think I’m gonna stand face to face with a guy that just told me to suck my
mother?
You going c-razy
On sight and all that, yeah
Deeper than that
Bare stuff he didn’t deny
And you, you ain’t got no reason for it
See me
When you first tried to say I hit that girl, do you know why I ignored it?
'Cause I wanted to see, ''let's see what else he thinks he can say''
And when I hit him with the facts, boom
I been court for that, never happened
Sorry, dash that, watch CCTV, nope, sorry, weren’t him
So what you talking about?
You’re lying cuz, you’re telling way too many lies right now
And you see this whole ting of me having people in my video
And you not having people in yours, let me tell you why there’s people in mine
I’m telling the truth cuz and they’re backing it, they’re condoning it
They know wagwan
I got people that are related to N.E.
in my video
I got people that have beat your ting in my video
That’s the difference between me and you
Man a tactician…