COLD WORLD (MURK- MERC DISS TRACK)

Didn't wanna do this to you, but you did it yourself,

Damn, Ayy, Shit, My first beef in a bit

 

Saying I got dumped, nigga your whole flow from a trash can,

Trying really hard, I see you fam,

Lil Bro, watch that hand, waving it around,

You done fam, before we end up fighting on cam,

Post it all over Instagram,

You the real bitch, dissing everybody in the game

Now that shit really lame, I have the advantage,

All of your raps are average,

Who gave you the courage to diss me?

You way too cocky for someone with fire,

You lusting over the desire to be a great, but your music is uninspired,

Boring, overall a snore,

Why the fuck am I responding? Because i'm tired of you,

Nigga,

 

Hanging you, like a hangnail,

Who the fuck want to fight you, all you do is send mail,

Your hardest rap looks like a diary entries or a journal

Wanna talk verbal to me?

Can't cause your flow as slow as a turtle,

Keep fighting that internal circle, dissing your own group is controversial

You have the skill of Artificial, universally known,

The only reason you talk smack, is because you talk to Auto on your IPhone

You will never be on a thrown, constantly drop mid,

Don't talk to me til' you make your lyrics not monotone,

You have no emotion, keep taking in all that condone,

Your raps are shallow, no meaning,

No bars, just flat, like seams,

You see these schemes? You know what I mean,

Your highest propped rap on your old account is because of Auto,

Get off the meat riding shit, face me face to face bitch, or else you'll be my next lick

(Pussy)