Not Alike (remix on remix diss f...

(Tewsly Hook)

Ay, Yuh, Tewsly, hot Santa,

I got a special delivery, for you, uh!

But you sound like trash, dog, who the fuck are you?

You a train wreck, man, where’s your degree?

Still in school, my guy, livin’ wild and free.

Alright, you know what, fuck this bullshit, it’s real,

You and me, homie, we got nothin’ to feel!

We are not alike, nigga, white ass lames,

You claimin’ you hot, but you playin’ old games.

I’m killin’ the beat, man, you stuck in the past,

Got the fire, got the heat, and I’m spittin’ it fast!

So listen up close, you trash Santa clown,

While I’m movin’ in silence, I’ll take over your town.

This ain’t no fairy tale, I’m breakin’ the mold,

It’s Tewsly in the mix, let the story unfold!

 

(Verse 1 Junior)

I'm the drippyest, in this bitch (yuh!)

Ima make you slip, like a crip!(Ay!!)

Though shit was sweet, nah ima knock yo head fuckin' head off, you a bitch

The only head from (top tier)

Meat Munchers on yo dick, oh wait I forgot, you don't got one 'cause you a fuckin' bitch (like nugga)

I could take your fuckin' bitch slip second, 'cause you a damn prick who thinks he's hard (uh)

Like get the fuck up outta here and bow down to me, the fucking king of rulers (nigga)

I'm saitama combined with gauro, 'cause I'm the strongest in this bitch,

While you a petty little shit, you ain't no rapper, you a fuckin' ass capper

You in college to gain knowledge?

More like in the dump 'cause you a chump, you a fuckin' dumbass to go against us,

Like nigga you can't even diss correctly, 3-4 lines?

Nah it's my time, you should really give up because your roasted like a duck,

I'm the king in this bitch, while you still a rookie, nigga eat a cookie little bitch.

 

(Tewsly hook)

Ay, Yuh, Tewsly, hot Santa,

I got a special delivery, for you, uh!

But you sound like trash, dog, who the fuck are you?

You a train wreck, man, where’s your degree?

Still in school, my guy, livin’ wild and free.

Alright, you know what, fuck this bullshit, it’s real,

You and me, homie, we got nothin’ to feel!

We are not alike, nigga, white ass lames,

You claimin’ you hot, but you playin’ old games.

I’m killin’ the beat, man, you stuck in the past,

Got the fire, got the heat, and I’m spittin’ it fast!

So listen up close, you trash Santa clown,

While I’m movin’ in silence, I’ll take over your town.

This ain’t no fairy tale, I’m breakin’ the mold,

It’s Tewsly in the mix, let the story unfold!

 

(Tewsly Verse 2)

My momma so large??? you got some nerve little elf to come up over here and start to poke the bear.

I’m pissing fire, spitting flames, you know I’m hot as Mars,

You’re just a joker, throwing bars, but you ain’t bringing stars.

Simp vibes in your flow, where the realness at, bro?

Like Tekashi with no rainbow, your shade ain’t gonna glow.

Think you can roll with me? Nah, that’s delusional,

I’m a beast unleashin' heat, call it brutal and habitual.

You wanna clash with this heat? This battle ain't a dream,

I’m the rap game's cream, you stuck in static scream.

Next time, light it up, no chance to backtrack,

Step to me once more, time for you to feel the smack.

But let me settle this shit right here and right now

You fuckin’ piece of shit, he wanna try to sneak diss,

Come on now let’s get to the bottom of this little nonsenses fuckin’ pit,

You bite my bars, dawg, just admit it, don’t trip,

Hot Santa in the booth? Well I’m the Grinch with the heat,

Your rhymes are all weak, kid, can’t handle my beat,

You copy my flows, thinkin’ you slick like a thief,

Next thing you know, you gettin’ roasted for beef,

Better yet you better hope I don’t call Gen X-X, and just watch your crew scatter in fright,

You think you can flex? Nah, you don’t lift a weight,

Keep talkin’ big, I’ll bring the thunder, it’s fate.

You fucking piece of shit, now you got me pissed off,

Let me take the rest of this energy out, just rip off,

Thanks for fucking dissin’ me, sneaky lil’ bitch,

Now I’m locked and loaded, like a cannonball itch.

I’m breakin’ new ground, while you stuck in a rut,

I’m building my empire, while you play in the cut,

What do you sound like? Just a muffled lil’ clown,

I’m the king of this jungle, you’re just lost in the sound.

I’m the voice of the streets, while you hide and divide,

Fat old jolly rancher, you ain’t spittin’ that heat,

I’m livin’ real life, while you’re stuck on repeat.

I’m a lyrical assassin, call me the rap Grim Reaper,

Snipe your whole head off, fuck it, I'm a mind keeper,

Your rhymes are like crayons, soft and just melted,

I’m the drive in your hater, that got you repelted.

So better pray to the sky that I don’t unleash,

When I’m in kill shot mode, I’m a lyrical beast,

You’re just chirpin’ like crickets, while I’m spittin’ the fire,

So bow down to the real, or watch your dreams expire.

 

(Tewsly hook)

Ay, Yuh, Tewsly, hot Santa,

I got a special delivery, for you, uh!

But you sound like trash, dog, who the fuck are you?

You a train wreck, man, where’s your degree?

Still in school, my guy, livin’ wild and free.

Alright, you know what, fuck this bullshit, it’s real,

You and me, homie, we got nothin’ to feel!

We are not alike, nigga, white ass lames,

You claimin’ you hot, but you playin’ old games.

I’m killin’ the beat, man, you stuck in the past,

Got the fire, got the heat, and I’m spittin’ it fast!

So listen up close, you trash Santa clown,

While I’m movin’ in silence, I’ll take over your town.

This ain’t no fairy tale, I’m breakin’ the mold,

It’s Tewsly in the mix, let the story unfold!