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Corrupted (Corrupt Disstrack)
- pieces
- (Intro)
- Alright, this war
- [Verse 1]
- Got vendetta, ’bout to vent on y’all
- Teach the youths and gen beta a well thought of
- lesson —never ever be like you
- You never escape, just gotta embrace
- the face of death on his way to take and collect
- Mayhem everywhere, pray you ain’t waste and left
- Replaced, painted flame red, erased, razed, and bled
- In hip hop mindset, step on a mine, your odds weigh against
- Disgracefulness —give me my sword and dagger, we ain’t gon’ make amends
- Fight me, bite your ear off like Tyson
- Ignite the climate, up in degrees, global warming punishingly
- Skyrocketing with the heat of my lyrical ridding spree
- And know I ain’t throwing anybody except there isn’t really anybody
- Who’s a threat to me —only the foolish and the timidly
- And in between who hate on me, this game’s off key without me
- Sick of you, sick of you, zip you up
- Dump you in the trash, it’s tragic, still good luck
- Never wished bad for you, I respected you
- Had the best rhymes in the game —what did you descend into?
- Are you high? Are you high? Throw you into the pit too
- Last goodbye, last goodbye before you’re picked to pieces
- Weakness is not allowed in my courtroom of geniuses
- Fist to your face, hate that you’re awake —it’s grievous
- Across the stage, I think you forgot your play
- Let me jog your memory a little ’til it runs laps away from me
- We ain’t friends, just enemies, I just hate you, period
- Extinguish your legacy, scumbag, leave you scavenging for crumbs
- With a small lonesome of money, you’re the scapegoat, please
- Keep silent, boy, lost your path, used to be some bourgeois middle class
- Now you’re just some stinking peasant, fleas circle around you like corrosion and death
- Leave you a throwaway, go away! Leave you sunburned from solar rays
- But forced to have a poker face and withstand atrocious pain
- You’re just a subordinate, learn your place, you’re corrupted, you went astray
- You’ll never be Pac, you’ll never be a legend
- You’ll never have a six pack or the fist of Mayweather
- May I weather the storm, with a vengeance
- Press your hand on the kerosene stove
- You’re just leftovers of what you used to be
- Now run to Puerto Rico
- [PEACE](ARYEH CERTIFIED)
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