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lirik lagu choo choo – krafty

[intro: k*saulz & his wife]
you know what you gotta do, you can do it!
who are you talking to?
talking to myself, you know, i’m giving myself..
please tell me you’re not doing it as the assh0l*?
err

[intro: krafty]
i feel sorry for your wife man
in fact, i feel sorry for both your wives
[verse: krafty]
this one chick said she’d suck my d*ck if i dissed her husband
so f*ck you, mr substance!
you’ve been waiting for this comeuppance
saulz, i can’t believe you dissed me on such sh*t production
took 4 of you to put that track out * dedication
sounds like you’re on some weird substance or medication
i took a year off, didn’t realise you’d get impatient
think i’m slow? your train of thought ain’t even left the station
get over it? hmm something is wrong
‘cause that was new years * took you 8 months to respond
am i really out here dissing a c*nt and a mong?
some punk in a thong? who can’t write one single song?
if a skit hurt, what you think a track’ll do?
when i smack you black and blue with a f*cking fact or two?
go ahead, yeah, lay me to rest
kinda easy when i’m already chillin * say it with your chest
and please for f*cksake, mate, wait a sec
stop stretching your bars all the time, come on, take a breath!
sorry mate its…
just… that’s some mighty tall talk for warwick davis
talk about switching the narrative, it’s embarrassing
that intro was a stack of fibs and here’s the fact of it
you ain’t able, you’re a flop
and you didn’t leave the label, you were dropped!
below average, what did you do? gather first, practice words
while your yes men said “ooo! savage verse!”
asswipes, no wonder you’re glass eyed
‘cause you pupils can’t even see that you clearly haven’t learned!
my eyebrow? you like this here? sh*t, cheers
it’s a souvenir from when your wife got her cl*t pierced
you said its from the nose of a cow
so funny ‘cause that’s something that you’d know all about
like your last video, aww, how cute
a chubby little f*cker on the floor in a cow suit
well i guess it’s time to even the score
a midget dressed as a cow * the beef’ll be short
don’t mean to leave you exposed
i walked past you and my knee almost broke your t**th and your nose
ali’s a beat maker, he’s weak and you know
he ain’t a producer, the tw*t can’t even compose
kinda weird that you’d write a diss about my pics like a d*ck
that ain’t me pouting, that’s me blowing ali’s wife a kiss
you’re a couple of right pr*cks with the wrong aim
that song’s lame, mr substance, wow, what a strong name!
ali, all you keep doing is sampling jazz
this ain’t the 90’s d*ckhead, why can’t you adapt?
did you say you’d write a second song? gees no, please don’t
we don’t want it, we’re alright, yeah, you can keep those
it’s not that i’m scared or afraid or none of that stuff
it’s just kam, ali, lads, one was enough
wow i knew that your pals lied too but how nice dude
your best song has me on the hook and mic b outshined you
i know i just bit the bait but i’m hooked, they’re hating, it’s good
they think i can’t take him but i blatantly could
said i’m the rapist, but you’re the type to wait in the bush
i rap about s*x, you act like you hate to get p*ss
course i don’t wanna be making peace
you’re taking the p*ss, you’re just fake to me
when i said “mate, just leave”
you said “how about i stay on the label and you can make my beats?”
said you were persuaded to get on the track bro
that shows you can’t think for yourself, you lack a backbone
wait… did you record that bullsh*t at home?
while your poor family were tryna sleep? ha! jokes!
least you moved out of that tiny flat though
with your neighbour leaving a stack of notes about your wack flow
“please can you keep it down?
some of us are tryna sleep and those beats are loud!
sounds like miles davis but a much cheaper sound
give it up, you’ve missed your train, so please, leave it out!”
you’s a liar, fact, why attack?
it was some light fun, humour is where i was at
begging me to fire back
i made skit bruv, you guys made an entire track!
thanks kam, i mean, gosh
but i feel like i’m dissing ant*man and the wasp
try to run, i’ll fracture and rupture that abductor
no going back you sucker, in fact it’s f*ck ya
train of thought? every track is lacking structure
more like thomas the tank engine and you’re the fat conductor
act accordingly, in fact, more importantly
think before you speak and don’t get short with me!
f*ck ali, and f*ck you too
if i was sitting down, i’d still be standing up to you

- krafty

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