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Good Fortune (DoomV diss)
- ///chorus \\\
- this nigga aint Doom hes a Good Fortune
- mom so mad cuz that was failed, im talkin' about your abortion
- tryna get rid of him, but he took the heat with 99% Adsorption
- now hes all fucked up, messed up his Proportion
- ///verse 1 \\\
- good fortune, the opposite, niggas know he well targeted
- but then he rolled out thats a good Proximate
- your not any better, talkin' bout heat your wearin' sweater in the summer
- you yap alot, talk the talk, 69 must be yo favorite number
- talkin' bout wasp a thug like your a under cover cop, now you switched sides now your a gangsta bop
- wyd? playin' hop scotch on the block? tryna sound and look cool now thats a jock
- overthrown wasp for your on good, took him out with the jab jab right hook
- now the tables turned, next its for you, am i understood?
- bitch still talkin' must be flamed up, mad cause hes overcooked
- i went on a flight to take you down, must of been well booked,
- fuckin' crook, you see this foot? its up your ass, light it on fire now thats some gas
- nigga rappin' like he wanna clash, if you wanna fight, then come lets scrap
- tryna get me to some trap, trust me, you not gangsta, no stripe no gatt no strap
- talkin' shit and its all crap, rata tat tap your mom, executing like halmein suddam
- im the north, and your south vietnam, im definitely a terrorist cuz my lyrics come wit that bomb
- knock you like your second aged napalm, trust me lil bro you have no bong
- ///chorus \\\
- this nigga aint Doom hes a Good Fortune
- mom so mad cuz that was failed, im talkin' about your abortion
- tryna get rid of him, but he took the heat with 99% Adsorption
- now hes all fucked up, messed up his Proportion
- ///verse 2 \\\
- round 2 is here, writing these raps and rhymes no shakespeare
- pulling your strings like im the fuckin' puppeteer
- im open firin', call me a musketeer
- while your in grief shredding tears, like who cares, bout' your sob?
- cause my rhyming cannot be caught, huntin' you down double squad
- your the facade, let me plan my plot
- fuckin' defacto, we all know you a lack though
- lil nigga i dont feel any sorrow, theres no further tomorrow
- trust me yo bitch gone' swallow
- follow my motto, "kill these bitches that follow ",2 jabs in 1 song bravo,
- i got 50 jabs 1 song, you foe, your gonna throw the game slow,
- we all know you not cookin' up that dough, this just a blow, now take teachings on my flow
- hoe not ghetoo, put yo ass in a window flame gangy, yo nickname "0 charm frame V"
- ima reclaim my spot, tryna proclaim shit, swerve into someone else's lane shit
- bitch desperate
- ///chorus \\\
- this nigga aint Doom hes a Good Fortune
- mom so mad cuz that was failed, im talkin' about your abortion
- tryna get rid of him, but he took the heat with 99% Adsorption
- now hes all fucked up, messed up his Proportion
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