Bringin' Fire (Crispy2 Burn)

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This motherfuckin' punk must be off his meds or drunk cause he ain't never put nobody in a goddamn trunk
His fucking raps are some bunk ass junk and I'll bet all that burned up flesh smells worse than a fuckin' skunk
Talking about me leaving RapPad, he ain't just crazy, he's mad, he must've lost his mind while grievin' his dad
That might be sad but fuck it I'm glad, he can suck my gonads, he mad that clout is somethin' he never had
I'll terrorize the rotten motherfucker like my name's Osama Bin Laden, it's insane he dissed Coin after bobbin' -N- slobbin' on his johnson
He was never good enough for adoption, foster care is as close as he's gotten, swarmin' his ass with my squadron is always an option
I know I'm unkind but this fuckin' chump looks like a pork rind, the only way he's gettin' any pussy is if she's blind
A freak like that should be confined, he has maybe 1 friend combined, if I felt inclined he'd be gettin' his rotten ass teeth realigned
Fuckin' burned up loser lookin like Freddy Kreuger on a computer, he found out young that fire is a flesh consumer
That's what I call humor cause I'm an abuser, this fuckin' schmoozer needs to realize that, like fire, I'm a pain producer
Sayin' he's cooked would be an understatement, his mind is vacant, he's far from fragrant, he lives in a shelter cause he's a vagrant
He's not entertainment even though kids stare in amazement, he's fuckin' complacent and a freak like him belongs locked in the basement
He says he's gonna retire, he can't handle the smoke so I'm bringin' fire, he's in a quagmire, his time here has expired
His mind has gone haywire, I'll hit a homerun with his head like I'm Mark Mcguire, take a match and turn his shelter into a funeral pyre
Honestly, I'm tired of having to deal with this monstrosity constantly, obviously animosity for me is his whole philosophy
He talks about sodomy like it's a comedy, he lacks modesty, he's probably starting a "rap school" cause he lookin' for a prodigy
He suffers from mediocrity and hypocrisy, he's jealous of my monopoly, he needs to seek a specialist in psychology
He's a wannabe, I'll hit him from so many angles he'll think I'm doin' geometry, my raps are quality and I do em with ferocity
Boy, you fuckin' with a demon, a straight up heathen, I'm overachievin' with the hate I'm releasin' and you catchin' a beatin'
Your words are deceivin', my hate is increasin', this beef is uneven, I'm so far ahead you'll be callin' a policeman sayin' I'm cheatin'
You grievin' and I'm laughin' like a comedian, I'm so fuckin' cold you're freezin', this is your career gettin' eaten
Caught in the web I'm weavin', watchin' you weaken, I can't be beaten, I'm stayin' here, you're the one that's leavin'
I feel like I'm kickin' a corpse with no remorse, he' the most unpopular person on the site that no one supports
For me this is sports, yeah, I'm warped with my retorts, I guess I better stop before someone calls the cops and starts filing reports
 

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GenXjeezy
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