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Meet Leslie
- Dear Leslie,
- I’m sorry that your fly high as the wings
- You only win cause of your handicap
- I’m sorry that he had made a mistake
- You ain’t a rapper, take a good guess, look around
- And see paper, when attack flew, she bowed down as a slave
- Puppets with no crown, weak lil nigga who tells lies
- Tew sly and you tew shall die, if you wanna play family ties
- Let’s play, X factor don’t love you, no levels in the sky
- As the it comes crashin’ like jenga, hey Leslie, if you reed
- Let me teach you somethin’, all the barkin’ is no longer needed
- If you feel important you would focus on your rapport
- I’ll walk you downstairs to the airport, import allowance
- Into the equation, my finances gettin’ paid, so what dinner is on your table
- 16 year old girl thinkin she the shit, teen ass bitch
- Who gets controlled, wanting all the attention
- So here’s my attention that you throw your pussy
- To push boundaries, don’t lust beef cause you can’t attend
- All the hushed parties, she treats genx like a diddy party,
- But when we police all the heat, she fucks her heat
- Cause she rushes her body pool politically,
- You won’t hush so now, lemme drown you lyrically
- //Verse 2
- She ain’t a lyricists, all annotations without
- No representation in your bars, creamy sounds
- You say, but it ice cold cause she wants cream
- Lines after lines she disguised her fears, thesis
- Are broken as your broken home, broken hearted
- But assuming you consent to my sins is heart failure
- If your assumption was to talk shit without consumption
- Is frivolous to your generation, since you like to confront big words
- Like it’s the government, let’s get personal, about your music views
- You didn’t blow until X factor grew some legs onto you
- I respected you, now your xeric trying to get magical on euphoria
- Tell her genx who died along the way before we had beef, tell her
- That I support you, when your intestines turn brown like beef,
- In court, you’ll jot down all nice lines, little bits
- Of pieces knowing your soft hearted
- But I gotta be the villain to scar it
- If my flows are dead tell me why the fuck you batling them
- Now I gotta dig a grave for this whore who though she was immortal
- Impressed you announced all beef shit to hit the fan
- But the family matters huh? All the bullshit
- Is hittin’ the bullseye, bulls horns hit different
- Don’t say your the devil, cause there’s no horns
- On your antenna, and then a swirl mixture
- Mixes her mind with all types of bullshit she can think of
- Let’s lie on your pop album huh, let’s talk about your junk,
- I don’t know why your lines think they stab, if
- I penetrate the Pennies will fly loose,
- It isn’t wise to beef a nigga who is crowned
- The greatest of all time in battling huh,
- Nigga your a good lie,
- Good jokes to join a cult
- A joke to society
- Nigga got good rhymes but she shouldn’t see any more light
- Meet the truth
- //verse 3
- Dear reeds, I don’t have any reading hating in my body
- I don’t understand why your lines treat I’m just an hobby
- But you fucked up when you brought up my passion into this,
- But when she dies her soul she will dye it again and again to fall into blackness
- Your shit fire and all, songs better than disses, but you ain’t ready for this cardio
- She just into shenanigans, random rants and ray guns to fake spray
- But if you thinkin YOUR THE SHIT YOU GOTTA TRY YOUR HEADLIGHTS AGAIN
- SHE WANTS TO FIT ON IN, NIGGA THIS AINT A DISS SONG ANYMORE
- NIGGA WHY BELIEVE, YOUR EYES DISRESPECTED JESUS, MORE SINS
- SINCE SHE STARTED, YOU ADDRESSED YOUR WORST HEADACHE YET
- NIGGA WHY BETTER YOURSELF WHEN X FACTOR FAILS TO BETTER YOU
- WHY LISTEN WHEN YOU DON’T READ ANYWAYS, NIGGA YOU LIED
- ABOUT RAPS HUH, YOU LIED ABOUT YOUR FLOWS, YOU LIED ABOUT BEATING ME HUH
- I KNOW YOU SUCK, THATS WHY YOU RAN FOR MENTION VIEWS CHUMP
- YOU LIED ABOUT YOURSELF, YOU LIED ABOUT YOUR WORTH, YOU LIED ON JUNK
- YOU LIED ON LINES TO SELF HARM YOURSELF, NIGGA FUCK A DISS TRACK
- THIS A LONG LOOK FROM WHAT X FACTOR REALLY ABOUT TO TURN INTO
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