BUILDING BLUEPRINT

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  1. //Intro (Fallsway)//
  2. "X factor, I'm so sorry for dissing you, and making false accusations.
  3. Your all really nice people..."
  4. 'Ah, maybe I need just a lil more attention.'
  5. *Drops anotha diss*
  6. //Bitch you got no humility, and can't stand by your word. Fucking beyond sad.
  7.  
  8. //Verse 1 (Fallsway)//
  9. Stop and listen, yo I got a proposition,
  10. Drop the dissing and stop chasing the top position,
  11. A bunch of cold souls living in some hot conditions,
  12. Giving you the possibilities they gotcha wishing,
  13. For the fame and the gold, to be gaining control,
  14. But the payment and toll, is the claim on your soul,
  15. Feelin drained cause they stole what you came with and rolled,
  16. Leaving you with nothing but the pain you withhold,
  17. The same road, you've been going in circles,
  18. But you know you can't stop, cause you know it's inertial,
  19. And no one is merciful, so don't take it personal,
  20. Learn to be versatile, observe it and burn a bowl,
  21. Turn your whole perspective into that of a detective,
  22. Ward away the bad, like a dad that's too protective,
  23. Let live and let die, we all just try to get by,
  24. Don't assume you're more important than the next guy.
  25.  
  26. //Verse 2 (NickShady624)//
  27. Who you think you are, comin' at my crew?
  28. Bitch, I may be new, but I'll still leave you black and blue
  29. Black sheep makes an easy target, let me go and get my true
  30. Big blue, go "Pew!" and have you dropped in two
  31. Seconds flat, I don't need a track, a verse is one and done
  32. You can't rap, you're wack, bitch, you're just a bum
  33. You're either on crack or smack if you think you can step to us
  34. I'll whack your bitch ass, now, here's why you suck:
  35. One, you're a motherfuckin' narcissist
  36. Two, you act like you spittin' fire like an arsonist
  37. Three, you're just makin' a scene like a dramatist
  38. Four, half your shitty lines contradict each other
  39. Five, you're incompetent, six, you're retarded, bitch
  40. Seven, you can never have peace, just wanna politic
  41. Eight, you don't belong here, you're a colonist
  42. Nine, you're talkin' in circles, be a columnist
  43. Ten, your diss tracks sound like playground insults
  44. So I'ma kick your ass 'til you can taste my insoles
  45. Your beefs don't go anywhere, I'ma show you results
  46. About six of them from my cocked back pistol, get smoked like crystal
  47.  
  48. //Verse 3 (RapBoat)//
  49. Well look who decided to pretend they’ve got some remorse
  50. Only to go right back and drop another lame ass diss after you said no more
  51. But then your thirst for clout couldn’t sit still, you’re about as sincere
  52. As a used car ad, acting like you’re the second coming of something severe
  53. Yelling Top 3 like anybody outside your fantasy land gives a damn
  54. Let me hit you with a dose of reality, you ain’t even top 30 and that’s a fact
  55. You’re not the GOAT, you’re not a lamb, you’re not a black sheep
  56. You’re a loud little creature howling for relevance you never received
  57. It takes a special kind of stupid to come at my team
  58. You knew who you were swinging at and still couldn’t land a thing
  59. All you did was write your name on a list of walking Ls
  60. You want eyeballs, that’s why you throw shots in every direction, can’t you tell
  61. That the only thing you’re pulling in is pity and cringe, boutta be a vegetable
  62. You’re outclassed, your downfall isn’t just inevitable, it’s scheduled
  63. You’re a stain on the name of this site, plain and straight
  64. Ain’t nobody makin' space for your bassless takes, you made a grave mistake
  65. You’re brainless, tryna invade a domain you ain’t made
  66. For, with lines flatter than a pancake on a plate
  67.  
  68. //Verse 4 (WEALTHMASTA)//
  69. Alright, bitch, I said I would ignore your ass instead of a response
  70. Then you started trash talking, you know we’re getting this shit on
  71. Bitch, you’re messing with the wrong folks, I got weapons in my palms
  72. Stepping with my squad, pussies wanna FAFO but we’re never gonna fall
  73. You’re so fragile, I smacked ya, you couldn’t even handle half the smoke
  74. That’s facts, so quit cappin,’ oaf, snatch a bowl and then I grab some apples, bro
  75. And add some flour, but fuck an apron, my flight path ain’t landing, hoe
  76. But I’ll let you be the pie lot, cause if you think you boutta crack X, you’re being irrational
  77. Me against this skill less cheapskate is like Rudy vs. Wilt, what I’m say
  78. In’ is basically that you got killed, and you’re gay, so quit milking our gang
  79. Your entire career is built off our names, so how can you not at least feel a bit lame?
  80. And guilty, ashamed cause the guild that you hate is the same fuckin’ guild that instilled all your fame
  81. Yeah, boasting and claiming you’re the greatest in the whole goddamn nest
  82. And don’t go and attempt to pull some fake ass quotes out your head
  83. Bitch, you tried to take every X Factor member’s votes and declare them faux
  84. So explain that bro, the haters are a plague that I’m prepared to cull
  85. Cause I’m a bounty hunter, and you getting folded, that’s the way I roll
  86. So when you throw in the towel, it’s just paper yo, but either way, you’re terrible (tear able)
  87.  
  88. //Outro (WEALTHMASTA)//
  89. Thought you were done dissing, bitch
  90. Too bad you don’t know how to keep your mouth shut and STFU
  91. Now fuck off pussy
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