f*** The Irish
EmCx
– Hardcore Rap Artist
Battles/Disses Song | f The Irish by EmCx | Free Download
Diss to Bwell and Customize
HardCore Rap Artist
Whats Good Ya'll its X!! aka Default coming at you
Remeber that name..im fixing to BLOW!
SoundClick artist EmCx presents "f The Irish", an outstanding release in the Battles/Disses genre. It provides textures that deepen the overall emotional resonance. Every element feels intentional, resulting in a cohesive battles/disses track that resonates. EmCx is an independent artist on SoundClick, releasing Battles/Disses music directly to fans worldwide. Get this track as a free download.
Story behind the song
I wasn't gonna diss ya'll but you brought my baby into it
Lyrics
Default spits combustable-rap..
our dna, makes,it an untouchable-track..
a couple-of-cats,always lookin for trouble-wit-gats..
sick-flows,rip-foes,aint no body fuckin-wit-that..
Me n addict,shatterin these faggots who try rappin like porcelin/
make BIG vets,suffer napolean complex, like they was corsican/ (course a cin)
two morbid-men, treating cats in tags like aborted-twins/
you'll know when my corp-is-in, we all ryde-or-die/
fuckin smash, this cat, without usin an entire-ryhme/
n spit-gas, so when my lips-match, its fire-lines/
hip hops in dire-times, bwell and custa fuckin whack-kids/
sayin u'll eat, any emcee, sounds like a bunch-of-fag-shit/
cut-the-theatrics, n the act-bitch, n stay off this cats-dick/
lets see how far you'll take rap-if, it leeds-to-a-casket/
or leeds-to-a-wratchet, bein blasted, till your leaving-in-fragments/
i cant stop breathing-in-ashes, from so many burnt-emcees/
you've seen the rawest, get mauled-when, spittin disses concerning-me/
u know how i work-in-beef, a CHEF the way my text is served-in-heat/
Default spits combustable-rap..
our dna, makes,it an untouchable-track..
a couple-of-cats,always lookin for trouble-wit-gats..
sick-flows,rip-foes,aint no body fuckin-wit-that..
shit i leave a lastin-impression,like smashin-your-heads-in/
type to roll thru flashin-the-weapon,while im askin-directions/
if i wasnt maskin-aggression,bwell ya future wouldnt get past-the-present/
glow like my raps-fluerescent,custa the next to get your ass slapped-contestant/
these cats get clapped-in-seconds, X brings bats to snap-the-necks-wit/
gats in back-of-the-lexus,watch when the god gets mad-and-flexes/
the flow makes half this track-infectious,got a platinum plaque, hat-and-necklace/
i'm impact-repellant, dna make the whack collapse-breathless,leavin graves-on-stage/
these hoes grievin from the games-i-played,say darren foul cuz WE ran a train-on-his-dame/
he probaby got X's name-on-a-chain..james,nuts bigger then the blades-on-the-range/
X puts flames-on-the-page,when we come thru the whole place-got-mamed/
you ever FUCKING name-my-dame on track again ya Whole FUCKING Race'll-be-slayed!/
Default spits combustable-rap..
our dna, makes,it an untouchable-track..
a couple-of-cats,always lookin for trouble-wit-gats..
sick-flows,rip-foes,aint no body fuckin-wit-that..
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