Funeral (Goldenshower diss, outro)

(Intro)

Well, Goldenshower

I already said prove it about my raps

Now let me put you in a Casket

This is your Funeral

So Goldenshower

You had me on your good side when you haven't peeped a word

Since you want to speak, AGAIN!?

I'll make you quit, and make you take your infinite Sudafed

So go call your dad, and tell him how much you love him

Oh wait I forgot what dad?? This is sad, matter a fact I'm Mad

Let me stop before I'll make your body drop before this beat decides to pop

 

(Hook)

Nigga, This is your Funeral, This hook basic I know,

But I'll leave your brain exposed, infinite Sudafed flow.

You have no supporters, fools be dropping you like dominoes,

Google John Anthony, stupid dumb fuck, see how it goes.

How about you Google John Anthony, can't even use a phone,

Stupid dumb fuck, looks like he's all alone.

High energy diss track, leaving you in a ditch,

You ain't shit, because your my bitch (Bitch Ass Mother Fucker)

 

(Verse 1)

Alr Golden, let's step this up a notch,

Your album sucks ass, you can't diss worth a bitch.

Genxjeezy is the rap god, you're just a yap god,

My bars hit hard, leave you feelin' like a slap, god.

What crowd do you have in the back that says you cooked?

I whoop that ass, leave you shook, you overlooked.

No response, man, what anger did we poke?

You poked us, now we kill your ass, no joke.

Created a kamikaze knock off, you silent as a mime,

My tongue sharp, cut through your bullshit like a crime.

You think you're tough, but you're softer than a muffin,

I'll take you down, leave you with nothin', huffin' and puffin'.

I'm the king of this game, you're just a wannabe,

I spit fire, burn you up, leave you lost at sea.

Don't mess with me, I'm a lyrical assassin,

You talk big shit, but your words, they ain't passin'.

Can't help that your ass, just facts, like a pro strat

Checkmate? Nah, Chinese checkers, It's where you at

Attention tracker, jealous of our X factor shining bright

Takin' all your glory, sorry not sorry, you ain't tight, your time ain't right bud

D-licious got game, but you can't even get laid

Meanwhile my ex could slay you, in the shade

You're so ugly, even mirrors turn away

My rhymes cut deep, leaving you in dismay

Motherfucka, I spit fire, I'm the rap messiah

You stay playin' games, I'm the real empire

Lyrical assassin, taking shots, no mercy shown

You're just a peasant, bow down to the throne

I'm the truth, don't need to fact-check or clarify

My words pierce through, leaving you asking why

I run this game, you're just playing catch-up

No competition, I'm the rap scene backup

So bow down, recognize the name

I'm the king of this rap game, no shame

Fact checkin' assassin, I'm here to stay

You're just a sideshow, I'm the main display

No Factor? it's like you didn't have a shower,

You can't touch me golden it's just facts and I devour.

Here we go with your fake ass crowd,

Just like your fake ass crew, scream their names loud.

Man, this beat is rude, but I ain't in the mood,

Your rhyme scheme on repeat, fake words, stake in your crude.

Step back, fool, you ain't Thanos to my crown,

I'm here to stay, the ruler of this rap town.

You tryna copycat, stealing flows like a track thief,

But I see through your lines, your rhymes beneath.

You think you hard, but in reality, you just pathetic,

Trying to mimic me, your style synthetic.

I'm the real deal, you're just a facade,

I'm the rap god, you're a mere façade.

So back up, punk, before you get wrecked,

You'll never be Thanos, your fate is to be checked.

Bitch I'm just getting started, your desperate 18 song diss album is hilarious.

What the fuck has gone through your head? You got a death wish? Suicide, nigga?

Suicide is your fate, but boi, I'm already dead, watched you flop like a goldfish

Golden girl, your album is trash, notice the disses you sent, but no reply, what's sicker?

You think you can take shots at me without repercussions, boy quit the cap

Bitch I'm just getting started, your desperate 18 song diss album is hilarious.

What the fuck has gone through your head? You got a death wish? Suicide, nigga?

Suicide is your fate, but boi, I'm already dead, watched you flop like a goldfish

Golden girl, your album is trash, notice the disses you sent, but no reply, what's sicker?

You think you can take shots at me without repercussions, boy quit the cap

You in over your head, battling a beast, while you soundin' obsolete

I'm stacking bars higher than Drake's net worth, you ain't even worth a mention

Your pitiful attempts at dissin', now you beg for attention, second rate, detention

I'm the real deal, spittin' venom with every word, leave you shook and stunned

You throwin' stones in a glass house, homie you're done, outta be through wit dat pun

So step back, take a seat, and watch a master at work, layin' you to rest

Better watch your mouth next time, or I'll show you why you should've just brought your best (Not done yet bitch)

Now you going after WealthMasta, it's fascinating that you think you can breath on his name.

Stop tellin' lies man, I'm here to bring the flames of truth to your fame.

Didn't beat no one's ass, that's just pure fax, it's almost so accurate, it's insane.

WealthMasta killed you in 20 ways, shocking how ironic, playin' no games.

What bitch did you steal, a porn-o-magazine, crazy, you need to re-read.

You sucked her? What the fuck, nigga, your lies are all you can seed.

Ain't no one believin' your bullshit, all your words decay.

Get your facts straight, stop frontin', you need to find your own way.

You're lost in the game, while I'm on top, feeling so bold.

Your lies are old news, I'm the future, my story will be told.

I walk the walk, talk the talk, ain't no fakin' in my zone.

You wish you could step to WealthMasta, but you're just a clone.

So stop the act, stop pretending, drop the disguise.

Stop criticizing people, I'm sorry that you can't diss,

It is just a miss, I'll send a blitz to you, bitch

Psst, I see a KO incoming, you think you're winning?

Never cook again? Nigga, he's grinning

Goldenshower, you're just a poser, lacking structure in your flow

11 years old, thinking you're bold, hell no

Dissing Ko?? Are you dumb? Better recognize

He cooks better than you, ain't no surprise

Pay up motherfucka, you're already dead

Alright I'm done with your shennigans, your shit makes me cringe,

I'm seeing red, let me expose you, feel the power I binge.

Handle you with symbiote, motherfuckin' venom be so tight,

Smash your weak disses left and right, bring the chaos to light.

Skip your weak lyrics, ain't worried 'bout your career's pitfall,

Dating someone? Ha, furry cutekitty talk ain't my speed,

I'm all about the power moves, feedin' off haters' greed.

Shockin' like Pikachu, electrifyin' this whole scene,

I'm the alpha, the omega, my flow tight like a boa,

No room for fakers in my kingdom, bow down to the stoa.

End this here and now, your weak game ain't lasting,

I'm the rap game Genie, granting wishes while blasting.

 

(Hook)

Nigga, This is your Funeral, This hook basic I know,

But I'll leave your brain exposed, infinite Sudafed flow.

You have no supporters, fools be dropping you like dominoes,

Google John Anthony, stupid dumb fuck, see how it goes.

How about you Google John Anthony, can't even use a phone,

Stupid dumb fuck, looks like he's all alone.

High energy diss track, leaving you in a ditch,

You ain't shit, because your my bitch (Bitch Ass Mother Fucker)

 

(Outro)

You fuckin'

Oh Genxjeezy, hope your doing well my guy

Hope you have a speedy recovery

Talk to you soon.