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Scorching Ya Pt. 1 (Corrupt Diss Remix)
- Ay, I’m boutta strip away your ego
- We ain’t anywhere close to being equal
- I’m sharp as Einstein in a tuxedo
- Prepare to be murked, bitch you’re Greedo
- Ray gun yo ass, you might consider stopping
- You a breakdancer cause you keep on flopping
- While I’m out gettin’ more damn cash than Johnny
- Cause time is money and yo ass ain’t clocking
- Poor as fuck, certified asshole, so you’re a bum
- Ain’t scoring none, no mercy for this corny punk
- Shoulda accepted the fact that I tore you up
- Motherfucker it’s been months, I’m still scorching ya
- Look at all the shit you spray out of your lips, okay
- Got a pretty dame, you’re a pimp, you say? Prick, no way
- Nah, you’d rather get juice squeezed in your pit, that’s gay
- So you’re delusional thinking you could get a date
- Reality will hit today, look at all yo silly claims
- The hoes tryna get away, but when I hit on babes
- It always goes really great, and that means I’m fit to say
- No chick would play with your steak, your cane’s 3 inches straight
- And fuck Skeptic, but we all know that’s no female’s propsal
- Yeah, let’s talk bout you fuckers’ sex lives, cause that shit’s looking woeful
- Can’t get in mates, cause you’re incels, so you can’t be social
- Ain’t no “dada,” y’all should name yourselves Virgin Mobile
- And the only time that Mason has ever came in a pussy
- Was railing OTF, he wanted to ejaculate in his bussy
- Call it snorting crack, cause you got your fuckin face in his tushie
- And when you fuck him, it’s jarring the way he breaks like a cookie
- Yo dick rising when it sees it’s own kind, bitch you as straight as lightning
- Cock’s what you finding cause your ugly ass got all the women hiding
- And to put it lightly, your last shit was ass, retard just quit writing
- You ain’t even trying, the only thing you passionate about is lying
- Thinking I don’t see through all your crap, pussy I know you a fibbing bitch
- I ain’t talking anismus when I say you gotta fucking quit that shit
- Anybody who thinks you’re legitimate is a fucking idiot
- You’ve never touched a vagina, funny how you ain’t admittin’ it
- Just come to grips with it, nobody’s interested cause ain’t no chick gets lit
- Up seeing your single inch, you and a bitch ended up getting intimate
- You tried to stick it in but were prohibited from putting your dick in it
- Punk you ain’t gettin’ shit packing that little shrimp, no bitch will consider it
- I know he got his troops ready for action, lining up the seven deadly sins
- He full of wrath, he never gets attention meaning he’s greedy and envious
- And don’t forget, he’s lustful, and also a glutton when it comes to men and dicks
- So in reality it’s just a disguise when he’s acting as if he’s heaven sent
- Yeah bitch, you know you gonna need intensive care when this fuckin diss ends up striking
- Call it ICU, cause escaping my radar, motherfucker, your chances are tiny
- Your head’s down, meaning you can’t find me, because cocks are the only thing you be eyeing
- And I know that’s why you always wanna ride Tupac’s meat, because you swallowed 9 Ds
- And the guy you stole from could definitely twist all your motherfuckin bones into pretzels
- Bitch, wait till all yo sins get counted, because you know the list is gonna be long and dreadful
- Tryna claim you a man of God, but you a conman so it’s actually more like the devil
- Cleanlines is next to godliness and that’s why you’re never gonna be on our fucking level
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