A diss to a guy named "Hustler". Sorry, he can't be named due to security reasons :P He was my friend before, but now we got a beef. I break it down to this song. "Stuntman", "Dragon" & "DN" are his friends. I f*** ed them on this track too!
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I am me. That's it.
Story behind the song
A diss to a guy named "Hustler". Sorry, he can't be named due to security reasons :P
He was my friend before, but now we got a beef. I break it down to this song.
Lyrics
[Verse I]
Hey motherf*** er, wassup with you son of a b***
Keep slamming your keyboard, still you won't produce a "hit"
Stop messing with me b*** , you know how it is
I can't bear you punk, you're not a grizzly, but
Stuntman broke his f*** ing bones again, and his guts are down the drain again.
Hey Dragon, this diss is the size of Eragon, and truly, all of your moms look like hags and,
DN, I know you're in love with Justin Bieber
But my diss makes you go high like a f*** ing fever
Hustler, I don't know how to relieve ya, but your sister, I actually know how to heave her.
[Hook]
Call me rude, or call me a prick
But this diss is going down this group's dick
Hustler's after money, it's made him sick
Here's your change motherf*** er *click-click*
[Verse II]
My bank looks like the royal morgue, full of dead presidents
Every other day, I'm buying a new residence
But Hustler craves for some money everyday
Like a kid craving for candy and I mean EVERYDAY
Hey, if you wanted some money, you could've asked me,
I would've stuffed your mouth full with some money
Remember that day when you fell down and got stitches on your knee?
After you called me, I was laughing with glee..... HEE HEE
I still remember the first time you snitched; telling Low-Ryder how rude I was...........
Better shut the f*** up before I slap ya and leave ya like someone held you in pause
Pause, geddit?
Tell your mom to shut her trap before I knock her teeth out
And your motherf*** ing brother, who sounds like a f*** ing girl scout.
So, this is the message I mean to deliver
That you're soon gonna be an uncle, sh** hole c*** .
[Hook] X2
[Verse III]
Now I ain't any gangsta rapper, or an OG
Unlike you f** -ass motherf*** ing wannabe
Who's in it for money, I feel like locking ya up and throwing away the motherf*** ing key
I'm a thug rapper, made man outta sort differences
But if you wanna keep going, I'm ready for your disses
But, wait a minute, you can't diss me you motherf*** ing f** , no one can.
Just to let you know that I did not start this sh**
But someone's gotta end this motherf*** ing sh**
Sometimes I remember out steel strong friendship
When there were no differences, or no "I Offend" sh**
I trusted you with my life man, everything seemed to fit
And I wanted to let you know that only YOU STARTED IT
So now I gotta kill you mate, it's euthanasia
Punch you and send you straight to Malaysia.
[Hook] X3
[Outro]
Yeah, Death of a Hustler......... 2010
This message goes to you and your family...... FUCK OFF!!!!
