Silly With the Uppercuts

fist full of fuckery split your wig like a pinata party

casket practice, nigga, im the crash dummys bodyguard, see?

step sloppy, jaw dislocated like a faulty car key

you claim bars? nah, you just a Walmart copy of Cardi

 

difference is, I gut fish and rappers scales get peeled back

leave your clique lookin' like a dropped plate of nachos, cheese slack

clip packed, hollow tips turn a sermon to a eulogy act

you hard? nah, you just allergic to humility, scratch that

 

uppercut like upper-cut-the-bullshit

last nigga who tried me? he a blurb in a pulpit

you aint punchin', you just tuggin' on ya mums tit

im the reason why the coroners van got a sunroof, cunt

 

im silly with the uppercuts faces turn to Sudoku

punchlines so vicious, EMTs need a tutor to study you

you thought this was rap? nah, this a lyrical autopsy

closed casket, bitch, im the reason they suture your eulogy

 

niggas rhyme glocks with clocks? I rhyme clocks with stopwatches

turn your chain to a chokehold, make your neck pop like Sodas

you a king? then wheres your crown? I see a forehead full of roaches

gravediggers resume I got “dug 6s” in the coaches pockets

 

talk slick? I turn your crew to a group chat with no admins

bullet holes so precise, call it dot com when im aimin'

you a beast? nah, you just beef jerky with a hashtag campaign

im the reason why your momma got a urn and a windowpane

 

yall niggas punchin'? bitch, im the fist in the mosh pit

turn a diss to a wishlist now your homies toss bricks

every bars a landmine, you just hopscotch with limp wrists

im the ghost in the studio spooky with the profit mix

 

last words? nah, save em for the blunt smoke

im silly with the uppercuts this aint a rap its a punk vote

yall niggas box? im the gym where the treadmills choke

knuckle sandwich, bitch, im the final course in ya last note