richkid diss

I'm bombin' s***

like a terrorist

Cuz I'm a

derelict - no one is

prepared for this

Now I don't care I'm pissed

Back to my therapist -

I need an exorcist

Dreamin' of women and their

necks are slit

Kill the rest of it, I'm done - might as well cut

to the chorus

With dead bodies scattered in trees all through

the forest

We're so loud that you can't ignore us

We quiet down all the crowds when they

cheer for us

Now who's the clown of the town -

you're like Bozo

Rappin' in slow-mo -

people screamin' oh no

F*** with me's a no-no

Even if you're so-so -

I'll still murder your rap

Cuz I'm so tired - I wish

I never heard of your crap

You just fell into my trap -

now you're in my hell

And you're loved ones,

they ain't never gettin' you back

better have yo guns up

cuz im ready to attack

forget meezy my new rap name is maniac

richkid think he put lyrics on a beat den call it a track

ill never listen to richkid music cuz his shit is whack

fucking his mom that is a big regret

I bet he get all his lyrics off the internet

I bet he aint got a girlfriend dat is wat ill expect

he still live in his mom basement

dey forgot all about his dad cuz

im his replacement richkid u should

change yo name to richbitch

I could give u lyrics and u still couldn't make a diss

yo whole housesmell like piss

richkid stripper name is really trish

im done rapping fuck you bitch