Alright CSL, your shit ends here, I'm going to have to put a stop to this man, alright here we go,
Ayo, csl you suck and you say I keep dick ridin', where's the receipt that ko sayin' that you're better than the crew?
Nigga I'm five times better than you, spit fire like I'm Phoenix, every bar's a flame, I don't play, it ain't just talk, dude.
Got you lookin' dumb as hell, I’m spittin' truths, in your tracks, I see the cap, it’s sad how you're still searchin' for the proof.
You claimin’ you got clout, but your numbers be whack, couldn’t stack a couple likes on a meme, that’s a fact.
Twenty-four-seven hatin', but I ain't ever break, while you writin' ghost lines, I'm livin' for the take.
Got a lyrical feedback that be buzzin' like a bee, it's like I'm rollin’ in the green while you beggin' for a spree.
You front like you're the king, but your throne ain’t fit, I’m drippin' sauce over beats, while you just sit and sit.
I’m the beast and you the snack, you best believe that it’s quick—
Call your boys, get the backup; I’m ready for the kick.
You’re a level 6ix9ine IQ, yeah that IQ's trash,
Talkin' ‘bout you blowin’ up, but it’s just a lil' flash.
Hangin' up your jersey, man, you know it’s all over,
Your time has passed, I shine bright like a four-leaf clover.
I’m the nightmare in your dreams, the dark in your skies,
When the beat drops, it’s like I’m spittin’ fireflies.
So take your ghostwriter and get out of my lane,
I’m the real deal, while you only givin’ up pain.
You claim you’re a savage, but you’re softer than a lily,
This shit’s too easy, lil' bitch, your just moving silly.
But you’re so fuckin’ dumb that you suck a fuckin’ dildo,
Sayin’ “YES MASTER I LOVE X FACTOR’S DICK!?!” Nigga, are you okay?
Are you havin’ PTSD? Nigga, I believe you’re havin’ a mother fuckin’ cock suckin’ assault, (HA)
Your lines so weak like they tripped on the asphalt, now you stall.
Step in the booth, I’m a beast, unleash the chaos,
Got more skills than your whole crew, think you need a day off.
I’m rippin’ through each verse like I’m blastin’ off rockets,
While you just sittin’ there with your anchor, you can’t stop it.
I'm talkin’ complex? Nah, your rhymes just a joke,
I flip them like pancakes, plate’s heavy, watch it choke.
Realize who’s better, it’s a fact, not opinion,
Can't step to me, your flow's a soft suburban minion.
Get off the website, your reign’s been canceled,
Strugglin’ to keep up, boy, your moves dismantled.
Shut the fuck up, put the mic down, hit the power,
Your career’s a wilted flower, I'm the one who devours.
Give it up, fool, ‘cause this battle’s been won,
I’m the rap game’s sun, watch me blaze ‘til you’re done.
With every punchline, I’m tastin’ that sweet victory,
So pack your shit, nigga, and exit this imagery.
Stop actin' like a karen, 'cause right now you ain't carin'
Nor caring the fuck game bruh, get away from the booth, it's startin' to infect your keyboard crown (Damn).
You claim you got the heat, but your bars is just a drought,
X-Factors in the mix, we turnin' dreams into clout.
Fuckin' up your day like a storm, I’m the thunder base,
Got the team all stacked, yeah we rushin’ like a subway race.
Watch me shift the gears, run the track like I’m Usain,
You thought you had a chance? Nah man, cuttin' all the chains.
Underneath your layer, I see weakness in your frame,
I’m the underdog now, watch me rise while you decay.
I was last time, felt the grind that you barely know,
Now I’m shinin' bright, you just castin' shadows low.
You foldin’ like Sakara, way back when she didn’t shine,
While I’m glowin’ like a nova, every line is divine.
So step aside, you ain't got what it takes to roll with this,
With bars that hit hard, like a fist to your hopelessness.
I'm the beast unleashed, you a pet in the corner's dread,
Time to face the facts, you’re just a ghost in my spread.
Catch these lines like a comet, they shoot through the abyss,
So get the fuck outta my way, I’m the force you can't dismiss.
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Tewsly
Member since March 15 2022