Jeezy's Whiplash

• Written by  • Featuring Coindrop and

// Coin, sorry you've been having to sit and wait on dropping your album yet again, you're one of the few still on this site I can have respect for and look up to. I've definitely had a part in it, but I got dragged into this mess. Should've just kept my head down and post my usual shit on occasion but I finally had enough. It's one thing constantly witnessing this shit, but they shouldn't have dragged me in and fucked with one of the new rappers that was practice battling with me.)
// And Phantom, don't have a clue who you are but that shit was high-key funny, had to give you a mention.)
// 1Stix, I feel for you. When I joined RapPad similar shit happened. I kept my head down, lost interest for a hot minute. Don't let shit like this kill your passion.
 
Hey Jeezy, as you can probably tell - yeah, it's me again,
You dumb ass rappers, hobby poets with Asperger's - ganged on me till I picked up the pen,
Had your crew riding my coat-tails - till I threw shots at your underaged men,
Kim left you, Kittle dipped, your little boys? - Toys started this where's the rest of em then?
 
I was chilling, helping Stix learn the ropes - in a cutthroat world of battle rap industry,
I never hopped in this beef, y'all - shady children dragged me into this idiocy,
Five of forty eight shots, already got your boys runnin'? - Pussies dispersing cos they regret ripping into me,
Now you even got a phantom on your back - lidocaine type shit, open your mouth catch that dentistry.
 
RapPad was already half dead before X-Factor formed up
I used to hop on, post my shit, sit back enjoy reading how the CoinDrop's,
Now THAT'S a rapper, that's the kinda talent kids aspire to reach
now he can't even post that OG shit till X-Factor deceased.
 
Y'all causing too many issues so tell me - what the fuck is the point in this?
Ganging up on everyone not X-Factor, MAD or Nito, pick a single fucking crew kids.
Earned your phantoms ire, they say if you piss one off enough they gain another form,
The type know as a poltergeist, slap your bitch like Obi Trice and drag her down the hall.
 
But the damage is done - you been sitting back, peddling for a bit minute,
Turned this place into a hornets nest - take it easy predator hide your women and children.
The whole of RapPad has spoken so disband your shit,
you're a forty eight year old child the fuck is this?
 
Always gravitating to underaged children - unc you need a psychiatrist,
Weak flows, always chokes - you write worse than half your kids,
High stressed, palpitations - major minor miner
Old man... - you no longer cut out for this

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