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Stepisode 21

by Stepasaur

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Gal's a hotshot MC living the life until his delusions are upset by a visit from an old friend

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Oi wake up wake up you c*nt, nah listen
sit the fuck up when I’m talking to you, right, now riddle me this Gal
It’s been a week since Don arrived, his car’s still parked in your drive
and for some reason it’s been a full week since someone seen him alive
did you think for a second I would let that ride
and not come down like a fucking landslide
Ir’s only cos you’re a useful insider who might know why I choose to aim wide
You’re a lucky boy Gal, my lucky fucking toy Gal
ducking your employ Gal? you’re the fucking real McCoy Gal
Now don’t be a prat Gal, just say where Don’s at Gal
you nursing a shat Gal? I can tell by the way you’re sat pal
He left in the morning half past eight, had a flight by nine then got to the airport, rented a motor that side of Spain drove five hours straight through Spain in the summertime, even if he’d have got there late he’d still have been round your drum 'bout teatime, and still be time for a bit of 'me time' now it’s where the fuck is he time, where’s Don Gal?, where’s he gone Gal?

I sent him, I sent him Gal, cos he’s heard your bars and wanted to come and kick your arse
I showed him, I showed him Gal... you’ve hurt him
Hurt by the state of your rhymes, hurt by the weight of your crimes,
so you best start weighing in with some explaining why you’re getting that shine
Can’t think for a second what anyone finds in what you’re doing it’s a waste of my time, trust me killing you would be kinder, so I sent Don with a little reminder
I know you had words Gal, don’t drop me no turds Gal
Come on what’s the word Gal? cps I’ve heard dickie birds Gal
There’s a bollocking nearing what with Don disappearing
on a boat steering? hmm that’s not what I’m hearing
They reckon your fat face and your crew, all them c*nts that’s enabling you
All took great exception to something that Don said to you so after a Schweppes and a bottle of Gin you all got together and done him in
some say look in the wheelie bin, which bin is he really in where’s Don Gal?

cos I know you remember the good stuff Gal, remember?


It gets deep, it gets deeper Gal, cos some of them got rhymes sharp as a cleaver
they met you, they met you Gal, and guess what? they never believed you neither
They reckon ever since you arrived, it’s been like something ain’t right
like if they see you or get too near there’s been this whiff of bullshite
don’t think for a second you could make one night if one gets on a mic within sight all your reputation on the line, they’ll be scraping your balls offa walls so best start making it right
You’re on your own Gal, don’t bother to phone Gal
If you catch a bone Gal, just leave well alone Gal
before it claps out sort your bedding raps out
don’t just cobble them, or we’ll come gobble them and nobble them
now is there a problem?

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released July 19, 2020

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