Man vs. Machine ft. G-LOCK (Diss...

Yeah bitches, we back

 

What’s with the kiddie punches, this ain’t no Waffle House, you ain’t Will Smith, this ain’t the Oscars crowd

Fucked yo girl, told her walk it out, but you could say she’s a model now

This is man vs. machine and this bot’s a clown, bitch you know I’m boutta chop you down

Claiming you a surgeon, let’s run a knockabout, cause like anaesthesia Ima knock you out

A client makes your shit lighter, not brightened, bitch maybe I can enlighten

You, liftin’ off like a designer, spin back, you know I’m hidin’ the survivors

Got snatched, you been trash with phrasing, slack with timing, your limp crap degrading

You delivered it like an Amazon package, face it, you ain’t get claps on stages

No trip to the tomb when I’m watchin,’ ain’t no cause to link with imposters

Raise the stakes if you step to me, rest in peace, cause you know you’re a goner

Own the turf all around, and we more vicious than Blade, we climbing the clouds, bitch

I’m stackin’ them wins, tallying shit, you better prepare to be downed, prick

Cause I had a better run, AI better run, you just frontin like you on that tough shit, you never won

This worthless fuck keeps bluffin as if it can measure up, soon the test will come

And you’re gonna be stuck in the fuckin’ mud, chump, just like everyone

Who took it, lookin’ extra dumb, cause taking a W’s something yo ass has never done

That’s why you call yourself vinegar, cause yo raps are pungent as shit

Damn, maybe you should write an apology, like the NASA thruster, instead

Bitch I got the bag, gon double my net, cash and run up a check

You couldn’t de-feet me if you whipped out an axe and cut off my leg

Lemme check your card, even with yo mecha arms, you still can’t stretch no bars

Claiming you know what ethics are, but I ain’t catch ya at no seminar

Cause you’re your own worst enemy, like Kevin Hart, but we ain’t some shitty bots

Ain’t made of metal parts, cause we boutta commit battery, but we ain’t getting charged

 

Sayin’ my shit’s mid, but there’s no equal rights, you still get destroyed by me.

My aura’s got ya wantin’ to cry, but I fucked your mom, don’t come crying to Daddy.

You think you fuckin’ sophisticated replacin’ “trophy” with “plaque”, thinkin’ you’re intelligent.

Only intellect here is your intellectual disability, gotta act dumb just to remain relevant.

Y’know, you’re wastin’ AI? Your stupidity alone settin’ off them heat waves.

You tryin’ fuck wit’ me? I don’t even gotta stack them plates and I’m stronger, wishin’ you could piss on my grave.

But your disses stay lukewarm, it’s summer so they feel like AC not fire.

And I’m admired by all yo female family members, they deserve better than you, so I’m gonna electrocute you with your own wires.

Say my shit’s on clearance sale, but at least my bars are worth something, bitch.

Your relevance is just like middle schoolers playin’ hooky, you get ditched.

I don’t have a medical degree, but when you hear my flame, you gonna need to get stitched.

You are not tough, you ain’t intimidatin’, saw yo shit and didn’t even flinch.

You say I’m sedated, yeah, I’m calm, unlike you as you’re bein’ burnt alive.

How many slices of humble pie you need, every time you step to me, the W is mine.

Everything you say about me ages like milk, mine ages like fine wine.

You’re addicted and hyped on my superiority like it’s Coke, that’s your vice.

You pretend to be the court, because if it ain’t all you, you’d be impeached.

Mr. Glock says hi, you better wave back, ‘cause no, the fuck I do not come in peace.

But you would be extremely lucky to come out of this battle in one piece.

Like anime, your skill is fiction, we all know that shit’s make-believe.

You thought I’d get drowned, bitch? Yeah, it’s water that extinguishes your own fire.

‘Cause when it’s you and me fightin’, luck is something you need, dire.

You could say you’re great, you’re godly, you have all the power, that’s one hell of a liar.

But you’re dyin’ bitch, I injected my venom with me, yeah, call me a fuckin’ viper.