CELEBRITY DISS VERSES...
“Stephen’s Actually A Lemon”
What kind of scatty b*tch stroke pub dwelling lemon/
Would think to name her kid, Stephen Yaxley Lennon
When he's actually a melon, & needs a shot like John/
Being he loves chat venom, for the lost & the mongs
All are white no surprise, ever read a book, probably not/
Think the type to hit their wives, this the look that they got
The type to hit the pipe for the rock, like they powder the nose/
Being their power is in the powder, their lack of power it shows
I'm just a rapper who grows, & this is cause my flows do not sell/
Though what I rap in my flows, is not a hate for a world
Of which I do not understand, or a place I have not been/
Like you don't stand on stolen land, singing 'God Save The Queen'
I could obsolete your whole team, with a sixteen that will slap/
Being the most you could read, is probably just a sixteenth of that
You twats should try ban me, ask my family how that went/
When banning my writing, is like nine shots to 50 Cent, pointless!
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Would think to name her kid, Stephen Yaxley Lennon
When he's actually a melon, & needs a shot like John/
Being he loves chat venom, for the lost & the mongs
All are white no surprise, ever read a book, probably not/
Think the type to hit their wives, this the look that they got
The type to hit the pipe for the rock, like they powder the nose/
Being their power is in the powder, their lack of power it shows
I'm just a rapper who grows, & this is cause my flows do not sell/
Though what I rap in my flows, is not a hate for a world
Of which I do not understand, or a place I have not been/
Like you don't stand on stolen land, singing 'God Save The Queen'
I could obsolete your whole team, with a sixteen that will slap/
Being the most you could read, is probably just a sixteenth of that
You twats should try ban me, ask my family how that went/
When banning my writing, is like nine shots to 50 Cent, pointless!
Copyright 2020 The Elusive Mr Dunne (All rights reserved)
“Katie Hopkins”
Rather than stick my pipe into Hopkins, I'd rather my life in a coffin/
Imagine fathering her offspring & having that munter come knocking/
I'd say I was chopping the carrots, when I chopped off my c*ck/
And this is why you cannot suck it, you old bucket crotch toff
As she kicked off, I would scoff, & then probably give her the Molotov/
But if she names me to the police, I'll just put the blame on hip-hop
She's not hot like she's Shaq, with a face like two sack on a c*ck/
If my wife had a leather face like that, I wouldn't shag it full stop
I could be blind like Stevie, & I still couldn't breed her with the D/
To give her mine wouldn't be easy, it'd be easier if I couldn't see
I couldn't see there being love there, as I have a thing called pride/
I'd much rather it in a wheelchair, or even better, if it died
Still alive I would scoff, like what kicked her off in the first place/
Then when she's under a cross, I'll shag her friend every birthday
I tend to pen like a boss, this is hip-hop in the worst way/
Whether offend or make cross, I've not give a toss since my first day.
Copyright 2018 The Elusive Mr Dunne (All rights reserved)
Imagine fathering her offspring & having that munter come knocking/
I'd say I was chopping the carrots, when I chopped off my c*ck/
And this is why you cannot suck it, you old bucket crotch toff
As she kicked off, I would scoff, & then probably give her the Molotov/
But if she names me to the police, I'll just put the blame on hip-hop
She's not hot like she's Shaq, with a face like two sack on a c*ck/
If my wife had a leather face like that, I wouldn't shag it full stop
I could be blind like Stevie, & I still couldn't breed her with the D/
To give her mine wouldn't be easy, it'd be easier if I couldn't see
I couldn't see there being love there, as I have a thing called pride/
I'd much rather it in a wheelchair, or even better, if it died
Still alive I would scoff, like what kicked her off in the first place/
Then when she's under a cross, I'll shag her friend every birthday
I tend to pen like a boss, this is hip-hop in the worst way/
Whether offend or make cross, I've not give a toss since my first day.
Copyright 2018 The Elusive Mr Dunne (All rights reserved)
“How To Distract Stupid People”
Imagine celebrating the wedding, of a man who beds his own cousin/
Then when Meghan gets bred, I bet the kids toes are not ten but a dozen
Now all of a sudden every discussion, proves nothing the truth doesn't/
Whether she's mixed or got a d*ck, the fact is she f*cks her own cousin
It makes me sick to my stomach, knowing her & husband are related/
Too many people have got stupid, where they were once educated
Most of these c*nts are outdated, just like The Queen & The Monarch/
And being their lives are so empty, they will celebrate any b*llox
Like a big wallop to the face, I bet the racists are having a fit/
Cause not only are they related, when they have a kid, it'll be mixed
They will hate it like my dad did, when my daughter was born light/
Then when it's socially accepted, they'll like she's three quarters white
Already been to court for what I write, & what am I, is not scared/
As if it needs to be written, it won't be hidden, it'll be shared
I'm not there with my chair, staring at sh*t & sharing pics/
When I can see through their tactics, on distracting the thick.
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Then when Meghan gets bred, I bet the kids toes are not ten but a dozen
Now all of a sudden every discussion, proves nothing the truth doesn't/
Whether she's mixed or got a d*ck, the fact is she f*cks her own cousin
It makes me sick to my stomach, knowing her & husband are related/
Too many people have got stupid, where they were once educated
Most of these c*nts are outdated, just like The Queen & The Monarch/
And being their lives are so empty, they will celebrate any b*llox
Like a big wallop to the face, I bet the racists are having a fit/
Cause not only are they related, when they have a kid, it'll be mixed
They will hate it like my dad did, when my daughter was born light/
Then when it's socially accepted, they'll like she's three quarters white
Already been to court for what I write, & what am I, is not scared/
As if it needs to be written, it won't be hidden, it'll be shared
I'm not there with my chair, staring at sh*t & sharing pics/
When I can see through their tactics, on distracting the thick.
Copyright 2018 The Elusive Mr Dunne (All rights reserved)
“Gemma Collins”
If Gemma Collins was in my house, I'd expect all the porridge to be gone/
Size of it's mouth, I'm in no doubt you couldn't magic it pretty with a wand
I can imagine Arg splashing about in her pond, like a fish out of water/
No matter how horny I'd abscond, cause no way I'd be giving that a daughter
So whenever I say wow, I mean whale, like whale as in mammal/
Cause no way is that a woman, that is blatantly an animal
One of which Hannibal the Cannibal, wouldn't eat when he's marvin/
I've only just fed it a camel, and it's telling me it's starving
She keeps farting and barking, I don't think this hoe's well/
She has a fanny you could park a car in, and a couple hotel/
I know her oh so well, ok I met her just the once/
And just the once is enough, to know she's a c*nt
She took up the whole high street, like cheap chicken shops/
Looking like walking fried ice cream, meets an oversized Ox
Man's not hot like she's Shaq, I wish the ting would go pop/
Looking like a walking cardiac, who doesn't often get c*ck.
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Size of it's mouth, I'm in no doubt you couldn't magic it pretty with a wand
I can imagine Arg splashing about in her pond, like a fish out of water/
No matter how horny I'd abscond, cause no way I'd be giving that a daughter
So whenever I say wow, I mean whale, like whale as in mammal/
Cause no way is that a woman, that is blatantly an animal
One of which Hannibal the Cannibal, wouldn't eat when he's marvin/
I've only just fed it a camel, and it's telling me it's starving
She keeps farting and barking, I don't think this hoe's well/
She has a fanny you could park a car in, and a couple hotel/
I know her oh so well, ok I met her just the once/
And just the once is enough, to know she's a c*nt
She took up the whole high street, like cheap chicken shops/
Looking like walking fried ice cream, meets an oversized Ox
Man's not hot like she's Shaq, I wish the ting would go pop/
Looking like a walking cardiac, who doesn't often get c*ck.
Copyright 2018 The Elusive Mr Dunne (All rights reserved)