What In Damnation?

(Intro)

 

Wait. What in one zero one damnation? Murk_Merk, you mean to tell me

THAT YOU QUIT RAPPING? Oh, that is rich, buddy. Just rich.

 

(Verse 1)

Nah, bitch. You couldn't spit shit unless it was a blowjob

And I got a big dick that I'ma show off!

Bitch, you can't click in unless you were a robot

Get it, clique in 'cause I can't get the hos off? Call it blick pens

Indents, epic entrance, intense in an instance, peak of interest.

You was picking to be fucked up like Big Ben in a pig pen. Oh, God.

I got that super suit and feel like Ben Ten

Taking dukey dukes, dropping nukey nukes in the toilet after drinking juicy juice

So it is indeed a win-win. Engine's V8. Fuck your Coleslaw

I be "Like That" like 101Damnation. That's my whole squad.

Listen, don't get into dissing but don't get it Twizted When life's giving you Lemonz

'Cause if Murk need to, he can be a DreadfulMenace.

Sleep apnea, 'Could make Finland's depression start tripling

Last bitch I did diss , I must have did in because he was quitting

Rap and ended up in a pizzeria.

Rozalyne better stop texting in voice because that's what's been keeping me up

Writing this whole song.

If you were Niki, bitch, you couldn't see The Re Up

But I didn't mention if you come for Lil-V-Lay

We're gonna change your name to Housewife and make you work in the kitchen.

I will KO you and make you meet doomsday

But if I don't stop referencing him, I'ma need a Drum Mag, boi

 

(Verse 2)

 

And I'ma 'cause bloodbaths until I have one-tapped enough dumbasses

To cross you all out so I'm LyricalX on crack.

But I one-tapped your mom until she sucked my nutsack.

If Fgb Duck quacks, then I guess I must be Big Shaq!

Diss tracks, I'm locked and loaded, baby. Like the Spetznas with jetpacks.

Irrelevant hos, get back.

You're just sped, 'Nas. F that. I'll be deadass, Katlyn, you ask me out again and

That's a red flag, you're gonna be dead as my dead dad when

I blew his brain out and let the lead spaz!

Shawty, let's dance on the Twin Towers 'til the jets crash.

Let me jump off because I got a parachute and I don't care 'bout you enough

To be on the best path. But I promise, Rozalyne. For three blowjobs

I'll be on my best behavior, meaning calling you shit face

And making you get so much fucking anger

Until you actually suck my dick just to get me to shut the

Fuck up. But hey, it's not my fault that you can back it up-up like a dump-truck

 

(Verse 3)

Lil-V-Lay don't play: He'll drag you into oblivion

And you'll be thinking Void because, boy, he'll have did you in.

I had advantage. with Rage the way Young Wicked did

So I'm like TRACK_KING he wants to listen in

Shoutout Mr. Rager, you just get into it.

Call it Katana Verse 'cause I just do ninja shit

Semi_Matic, I ain't heard from Auto yet but fuck what you did to him

 

(Verse 4)

Yo, I just need to get this off my chest:

 

Any first thought to diss me would be a no brainer

And you'll prolly have forgot you're like a closehanger

Couldn't line shit up while I just go anger

Mode and light shit up 'cause I only ever wrote bangers

So I blow up, call me grenadier.

But if I get stuck, then I get more paper

You guys just suck; I could go full arena.

Made that one guy stop rapping and he tried to be a pro gamer.

 

Fuck of all o' you. Y'alls my offspring.