SAMSTER Funeral 1
• Written by Faceless_
Fuck, you come back after six years and put this out, should be ashamed
After I bury your legacy, I'll make sure the pallbearers get a raise to carry your name
Why bother to make the battle blind? we've established the optics, you're only a "pupil" bitch to me
It's all in vain, after I rain on his parade and outshine his logic, do a man like Iris, you was never shit to me
PB and what? my gun don't never jam, better hope that after I mar, ma'll aid
Rearrange his face, ain't sayin' nothin', soundin' like his english muffin', wait
My bread? it's in the oven, and y'all could never "meet loaf" anyway, get ya veggies straight
I put the "diss" in discover, if there's a problem, they duck for cover, I'm clutchin', ay
Scratch that, make your diss appear so weak it vanishes, call that a magic act
The way I rap on tracks, I'll hop on a beat like I got pulled out of a magic hat
I saw him in pieces, but can he make peace with his deficiencies? you couldn't get a leg up if it was hairy
Look, in all seriousness, that disappearing act you did would've been cool, but you're forgotten and buried
But I guess that's just the way of life, the last time you put out a hit, I was finding my way in life
I ain't playin' nice, but maybe this is elder abuse, since the last time you had over 10 props, we was swingin' vines
That was mean. That flow was mean as fuck, you see my meanin', cuz?
I mean, I'd tell you jump off the edge, but you must be on the cusp if you been seein' up
You must be desperate without money, since those pockets hold no weight, you need a new ton
I mean, son, there's laws to motion, if you were born broke you need more forcin', so say "F Ma!" and move on
Sorry to bring mothers into the equation, but once you add ugly twice, what you get isn't a cute son
It's more of an exponential regression, she had to sin, and her tan man had to cosign, that's where you come
So I guess the only true birth of an offspring is the presentation of an ego, where did he go?
Once I strip him of his self-confidence, what is he now? Excuse me, American Eagle.
Because the only jeans you wear are shreds of faulty DNA, BTA, need a new fit for the VMAs
And that's a BET, like he's hostin' GMA, the way I've seen em age
Ask if I'm gonna shut up about the hiatus, maybe later
But until next time, Mr. FF (Freakin' Famous)
it's faceless
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