Zero gravity (Diss)
• Written by Tewsly • Featuring CannonBlast2
Tewsly's Notes
Everyone in M.A.D and X factor read these lines very carefully.
//Intro
Here we appear, on top of the mountain, not feared
And pouncin' n' bouncin' the hill, a year that we all feared
We'd be smash through a machete, turn into his hater
But I have no hate to him, so I'll beat him,
Unfriendly beef, I walked out straight, I didn't die tryin'
You died tryin' in my trick, petty bitch tryin' to improve his pen
And I pin my win on the all time board, just don't make me bored, cause
He couldn't hit the pen like he wanted to cause all you here is (PAP-PAP!?)
//Verse 1
Sirens goin' off and he's dead, you smash through my lines
Very funny tries and terrible lies, all you see is die in strikes
Flights in a fight back mode, try to surprise me with your sneakin' petty line shit
But we slice them up like it was a fine taste of wine, puttin' you on blast
And you think you still can shoot with me a four four, the lay down
Was a whole sneak diss, protectin' jeezy, your a whore on the floor
Tryin' to roar and make himself appear at the door, but he's week with
His crew, he M.A.D at his haters, but your verses haven't been razor-sharp
You think I flopped, but I'm still on top, bar to barmathically schemes
My rhyme scheme still pops, add the math seems to add up
And don't sub off, track runnin' star and you couldn't
Substitute me off, runnin' all the haters wild, and he dropped this April 14th,
Like he has a label, Cru-Thru-Bangin' records has no vibe,
It's a snitch itch shine, snatch your shine off your mind,
And I go for the feedback that you've been desperately needin'
Effort must be recap to the feeback that you got in your greenback
So attack my green cap and we gotta screw on that gasoline cap
He had a team, he had a dream, and as mean as it sounds,
It wouldn't go around, speakin' for all the Bloodbath you've said you have
I'll flood the flood gates full of limbs, blood drained from his brain
He couldn't walk around headless, but I'm just askin' where your headin' off too
When you roll around in despair, spare you cause you feel stress
Breathe in n' out like Darth Vader, so desperate to grab new sets of tires
Tired of bein' pressed as a faker, this should separate all the disses you've sent
Tempered n' no longer safer, rates of your separate dish has gone up on a sliver
Platter, quiver down to your liver as you eat an orange,
//Verse 2
Lactose intolerant, you've been feedin' your self some many doses in your fridge, cringe
To every storage you hinged in your porridge, foreign languages you lunge into your warrant
So you just try to expunge your four inch pens into my pencil, penicillin
Couldn't save you from choke city, strep throat all in your bill in,
Chillin' thinkin' you got a billion, but you don't got a million either, sinnin' a frickin'
Ribbon as your minion, become a fisherman a striven ginnin' like an actually minion
Fishman, shot your shot at the women in the sea, so many bitches in the sea,
But surprised your bitchless, talked about how bitchlesss you are in your raps,
You'll smack a girl, but I'll smack you, n' kill you before you do, supervised
Vanillin expostion to be another killin' in your melon milon, lilin, and billin
Ballin' like another deposition, positions to succedded, but the expostion,
Couldn't bail you a promotion, and your no longer a pro, you can't blast a cannon
Twice in the same direction, n' think there's a direct hit
In my hittable sea, but I'm unsinkable, not very linkable
Not thinkable till the ninth month, when he's the size of a pint, with a discombobulated
Combination nights, sliced all the dangerous emasculated masked eyes
To capitulate all the great hate in the modulated eyes,
Educate and formulate syllables to make you alternate rhymes
Imperfect rhymes you like to have, celebrate all the related crusade
You translated, mutate and debate who's better than you
But you wait till the plate is full to state who's great,
But guess what mate, your late, and you can't relate the complete orchestrate
I have to do to destroy you mate, you tested my rhymes for Click Bait
And you just get caked n' baked.
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Tewsly
Member since March 15 2022