Story behind the song
a diss
Lyrics
haha
i xert my punches dawg,check the upper cuts
coz all i hear is you talkin bout guys bustin nuts
i dont have to try with you,i brake ya like home divorces
i got so many styles and i dont even own horses
talkin 3 wishes,all i hear is bad free's
dude's losin grip of rap like it was a tub of margarine
but on the real dawg,i xert on fakes
and destroy unfelt audio's like the ones you make
and i aint your mate,i dont respect you eiether
so if you cant handle the beef go fetch a cleaver
this business dont need ya,i'd have you fired quick
i'll put ya on lie detectors so you cant deny that shit
but everyone already knows the truth
i'll put ma lyrics inya mouth to really punch out ya tooth
jus a usual american,we know how that accent go
see you sound fucked up but diss my accent though
so remember we aint friends foe,we miles apart
i'll turn ya inside's black like i put die inya heart
from the start,you can tell to victory hes new
because dude be tryin best to win from dq's
i aint easin up dude,i control these trackz
i'll put my world on ya back and watch ya shoulders collapse
how you making moves?you's just sat on shelves
and if you really wanna wrap,go work for santa's elve's
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