Battle Call
• Written by Yensy
Yo, GenXjeezy, you think you tough, huh?
Flexin' like you hard but you ain't soft enough, bruh.
In a world where the street cred's earned, not given,
You ain't livin', just a wannabe thug in your vision.
Bro thinks he can scrap, but he ain't got no game,
Bright sight type, boy, I’ll put you all to shame.
You talk all that smack but don’t back it with your fists,
In this rap jungle, you a ghost, you don’t exist.
I’m the beast in the streets, the king with no leash,
You a lil’ insect, I'm the beast and the feast.
I’ll crush you with my bars, it's like a lyrical crunch,
You're a snack in this battle, I'm a full-blown lunch.
GenX’s whole style lookin’ outdated, that’s facts,
While I’m spittin’ fire, you just spittin’ weak tracks.
You slide in the DMs, but never get a reply,
Your rhymes got no wings, boy, they never learned to fly.
I’m high on the hustle, while you still in the grind,
I’m a diamond in the rough, and you just one of a kind.
I hit hard like a truck, you just soft like a pillow,
Got you shook, runnin’ scared like a lil’ yellow fellow.
You gassin' yourself up, but I see through the bluff,
Talkin' big game, but your feathers ain't tough.
I'm the street philosopher, you just a sideline kid,
Spit the truth, I'm a savage, show you what a real thug did.
You need to step back, reassess your whole plan,
Real recognize real, but I don’t recognize man.
GenXjeezy, boy, this ain’t a fair fight,
I’m the shadow in the alley, you a flicker of light.
You flexin’ on the 'Gram, but it's all just for show,
While I’m stacking these wins, makin’ moves that you don’t know.
So take a seat, lil' bitch, this a premier event,
I’m the king of this castle, and you're just a peasant rent.
You thought you could battle? Man, you’re lost in the fog,
I'm a beast unleashed, you just a lil' hot dog.
So remember this lesson when you step to the throne,
GenXjeezy got wrecked and got sent home alone.
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Yensy
Member since November 13 2024