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- [Intro]
- This is for the man who dared challenge me,
- Let this be the warning to all y'all rappers out there,
- I ain't here to play,
- Let's go,
- [Verse]
- I go for one second and you want problems,
- It seems you are the one with the problems,
- Be ready I'll have my lyrical bullets at your cranium,
- I'm a deadly alien,
- A demon who can't be beaten and for good reason,
- Because I'll bring my legion like a Syrian taliban leader conflicting terrorism,
- I'm the definition of white American scum,
- Rippin' up this rhythm and you like venom does his victims,
- One question before I continue, do you really wanna do this,
- Because by the end of it you're gonna wish this diss was a myth,
- Do you truly think your gibberish is impressive,
- You lack the creative images to be able to diminish critics,
- Like I do with these bitches who be askin' for my digits,
- Look who you're trying to go against come to your senses,
- Know your limits,
- 'Cause I have none,
- Don't take me for a gentlemen because I am known to cause explosions,
- While lyrically bodyin' everyone comin' at me in a rotating motion,
- Sorry for the commotion but it's an obsessive form of aggression,
- I'll sever your limbs because your irrelevance is evidence of your incompetence,
- You and I are complete opposites, I have an audience,
- Maybe not millions but enough to know when to close the curtains,
- I'm a lyrical surgeon lurkin' in your basement waitin' to be able to leave you in embarrassment,
- You're the opposite of intelligent,
- Since when did brains naturally stop their development,
- When it comes to this rap shit I'm in my element,
- I'm fresher than fresh paint,
- I know you're beginnin' to hesitate,
- Comin' to me sealed your fate,
- My bars could incinerate the Devil,
- I'm a celestial judgmental criminal, I'm an immortal with no morals,
- And I handle my own quarrels with my indestructible portals like I'm playin' Portal,
- Do you really want to make this gamble,
- Call me your mother I'll hit you with my sandal,
- My possabilities to end you is immeasurable,
- And if you think I won't you're out of your skull,
- You want to try to keep up with me, hustle,
- I'm not fond of being subtle I'll break open your bones with brass knuckles,
- You compliment me but now wanna fight, get the fuck off my genitals,
- My bars are toxic chemicals,
- Fuck these mainstream labels,
- I rape these motherfuckin' syllables,
- That's why I drop fire singles,
- I ain't scared of no fuckin' cocksucker comin' at me,
- The only two things I'm scared of is G O D and my initials,
- But for your sake you'd best fear my lyrical missiles,
- Because I am a... GOD when it comes to this shit,
- And I'll slip my dick up your chick's clit while I grip my clip and let it rip at your lip,
- So next time before comin' to me, know you can stand up to me lyrically,
- And if you think I just went hard, I barely went heavy,
- Bitch.
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