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Diss track
- ima destroy your record leave your name in vain
- you a wannabe rapper like gucci mane
- your more trash than lil pump when he made gucci gang
- ima tear you apart like eminem did lil wayne
- you look like a terrorist about to hijack a plane
- my bars are fire, raining down like acid rain
- you look like a crackhead that injects cheetos into his vein
- ive been through life you don' know the pain
- you think your a god im about to end your reign
- when you see me coming all you make is hate stains
- when you look on the floor all you see is blood stains
- your shit isnt lyrical im telling stories like mark twain
- im busy slayin but i already slain
- your record, you ask for a diss unlike you i can maintain
- your gonna become my slave, ill make that stuff humane
- you think your a god, ima run through you like a freight train
- you think your a beast, all you do is give me a migraine
- you have no rhyme scheme, you cant even explain
- watch me become famous through the window, talk about windowpane
- next your just gonna lose like im batman and ur baine
- im like fast and the furious, riding in the fast lane
- this acid just turned into purple rain
- i cause natural disasters hit you like a hurricane
- theres a storm coming better install a weather vane
- this is just the beginning, like when spiderman met mary jane
- nothing to lose, everything to gain
- so come at me u little clown time to entertain
- verse 2
- yea,
- thats right, you thought is was over,
- im about to blow you away like a leaf blower
- you ran out of luck, no 4 leaf clover
- your like herbert who always was a loner
- you thought you can beat me, ok joker
- cant find the right words ur not a rapper your a choker
- im spitting bars like a super nova
- ima witness of jehovah
- your like an alien discovered by the mars rover
- im a rabbit boy your slower
- the end of your career is closer
- im digging in your life like a bulldozer
- i aint even got time for this lets bring some closure
- verse 3:
- yea,
- the fact is i kick phat raps,
- not just one, i roll with my crew, you step back
- The elite force like army rangers and navy seals,
- I kick it operatic ‘til that fat lady squeals
- Your lyrics are stuffing, so now I know how gravy feels,
- I’ll call you Gerber ‘cause ya spittin’ up some baby meals
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