Most Wanted Asses(MWA) ripped to pieces, for f***ing unnecessarily..they wanted beef, cuz they were starving for some fame..guess what?? they would now become quite (in)famous ;)

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Some bi***es think beefing is good for health..makes them fat..yeah they were really jealous of some other FAT crew member in their group..SO I AM JUST SERVING THEM.

Intro

Lemme tell you all about how to finish a beef. The story is like this. There was BRI, yeah you know them, the BULLSHIT RAPPERS OF INDIA, then SPEED served them so bad, that they wanted desperately to change it to MWA...you wanna know what what it stands for now..well hear on to know

[Verse 1]
Yous not them Gs, yous soft like cheese
take out Nikk, and you are left with no "BEEF"
having a serpent in your pockets, you still got no "STING"
you with a diss is abnormal like Canibus hanging blings
Smokey in hip-hop, is like "WILLS" making losses
you will always land on "HEADS", everytime the beef "TOSSES"
I served the cooked beef, you still in the process
speed already crushed you, but you want it more like nympho whores
I could give you lyrical "FLOSSES", for the many "GAPS" in your flow
description of your ugliness, is how docs give fistula prescription
rejects like garbage, for your nil balls at every state conscription
Your beef was more "FORCED" than crap in a constipated asshole
overdose of whackness, its a sin to keep the masses bored
In case you did not know, I thought it stood for (Motherf***ers With Assheads)
My "W(raps)" here, f***! your "PERIODS" out your raps reduced to "WHISPERS"
now flow through the "TAPS" that I give you with my slippers
puppy whimpers, getting lil love, but I give hard barks
your "GAS(PS)" for attention, still "FIZZLE", cuz its "BAKWAAS"
when I kept it "CLEAR" like "SPRITE"
I hear you collabing everytime, what? your asses in dendrite
your last hopeless song was like 3 men giving one baby(lyrics)
your diss in the beef is non-existent like Bhutanian Navy
ineffectual punches felt like from an african kid who missed a million lunches
keeping this alive when there's no grudges
it was more "NOISE THAN WAR", like engines revving on old state buses
speed was the seeder to BRI, but you wanna be her fame leechers
kids eager to "PASS" the underground, but you dont do that to your teacher
you only got comments for your shit, cuz others wanted the same from ya
I mah pound you to the ground with my rhymes, please give me your ear
In case you were thermal, make it clear, I am nuclear
smokey-publicity determination, demented, its clear, "AGITATED" more than "FERMENTED" beer
run or evade, jump on the highway, my disses on your ass like guided missiles
"CRACK" your beef to the core, like it was atomically fissile
slam both of you heads, go ahead and you can have a kisstight
was unsure of the universe, but I know its "INFINITE" the stupidity of smokey and Viggu
die deep in the earth with the weight of my raps, cuz I "WONT/DONT" dig you
flaunted weak muscles, now your task is more daunted
from Wrath to every child, from EPR to RFR, your ass is most wanted
my rhymes "CLEAN" off your hogwash, like a 3-0 "WHITEWASH"
cuz you are the dirt in the underground, I am working like lizol
Mr. Serpent, "MIXING" your name in the diss, was a poor career decision
cuz your charity beneficiaries are only giving whackness new definitions
I mah "SLICE" them with surgical precision, "LOOP" em into different divisions
now smokeys whackness is more pronounced, world renowned
your voice is a bigger put off than toads with throat infections
viggu bi*** became "CLASSIC" by biting Kanye west
your shits more predictable than orgasm to every sex
go about sucking every elites ass, still you wont be the best
rapper with that f*** face, your shits more pale than iron in its last rust phase
your shits more bleak than a grand pounder wearing thong bikinis
feed you with so much beef, you would say stop it please
Thinking of Speed, forget it, you can never come close to her ever
yeah she is heaven, and you idiots are even lower than "NETHER"
Fly high-like a bird, but I am the birdflu
sky-dive, cry a third, then I mah throw you
who do you think is blind, you act, I know its you
for instant fame, no wonder, the cribbers are smokey and viggu


[Outro]
In case you dont like this, I know you lack appreciation
people losing faith in yo skills, like they be dividends on depreciation
blind you mofos with icepicks, stab you with my pens
stop this shit, cuz if you hit with a diss, I mah gon trash you with ten
I know you bi***es did it for feeds, who the f*** cared about you?
Yeah I forgot, I wrote the song before I got your scrap asking for peace
so could not stop holding this, hope you understand, no hard feelings bro
and Yeah I am just being the bunny looking for "SPORTS" with you playgirls
I would have dissed you more, just to be "PRO-FESSIONAL", but call this beat as your goddamn guardian angel