YourLastDayNigga - Ft. Iced_Jule...

• Written by  • Featuring Day1Nigga, Iced_jules, and WEALTHMASTA

Fallsway's Notes

This your last day motherfucker. Day1nigga Diss Track Ft. Iced_Jules & WEALTHMASTA

0:46
Iced_Jules, Kick this shit
 
0:51
//Iced_Jules: Verse 1/
First things first, bitch, I wrote this verse to quench your thirst
Since you search to get served, bitch, I’ll drive you berserk
You ain’t earn no respect, bitch, as far I’m concerned
You got charred like you burned, bitch, this meeting’s adjourned
Mumble isn’t real rap, just bizarre shit that don’t work,
You just a jerk that lurks, bitch, you slur up your words
You act like a man but don’t even make up one third,
I’ll drop you so hard you’ll stay butt-hurt, so you’ll learn
I’m gonna keep it real with you, I ain’t reading all that bullshit that you wrote,
I don’t need to read bout how your pockets got no hope cause you a fucking broke,
That’s just shit that goes around, just cope, bitch, you ain’t good for all this smoke,
If you think you the goat, you fucking toast, you think I’ll stay shut, bitch? I fucking won’t
Bitch, I’m OP, you ain’t a day one, you ain’t an OG, you just a lonely that loves orgies
You ain’t overweight, more like obese, kill you like a beast like Jason Voorhees,
You your own enemy, this lesson free, you can’t mess with Ice, bars cold like Listerine
There ain’t no way you gon be beating me- I promise it won’t be behind a screen
(Now I’ma pass it over to the next man who the best, to remind this motherfucker that he should’ve put his shit to rest)
 
//WEALTHMASTA: Verse 2/
Ay, heard you was sneak dissin’ so you know I had to hop in this bitch like Bugs Bunny
So like Daffy you better fuckin’ duck, dummy, one fucking slug, shit becomes bloody
And plus I’ll end up getting a brain aneurysm tryna figure out why this guy thinks he’s the boss
Headaches piercing my skull, like I’m sippin’ tequila, but it’s time for an extreme withdrawal
Cause I’m like an excessive drinker and you keep sending me them shots, bitch you need to stop
Yo lame ass never even seen applause, so quit tryna act up when you ain’t got a single prop
In 16 days, keep up these dissing games and you won’t be able to lift that weight
Or drop that shitty plank, lookin like you in position to pray, but we ain’t gonna give you grace
Like Winjum, cause you can’t even exercise, so you’re never gonna be the one who gets the praise
So quit those claims about how you deserve respect, cause that ain’t something you fit to say
Which I hope this guy understands, I mean he fucked with Symbiote and his ass got fried in a pan Claimin’ he gangsta and that he does crime, bitch that’s cap, so seal your mouth, like a BYD sedan
Cause I know you livin’ in yo mama’s basement and stealing her moisturizer to fap So quit being a lying dumbass, cause yo erection is the only thing that’s ever died in your hands
Motherfucker, you ain’t J. Cole, copied his shit and tried to pass it off as a diss
Like how you gon copy lyrics and then call it a hit, acting all cocky, you can’t even jot down your shit Bitch you steal more than POSCO and yet still got the nerve to be an overconfident prick
Claiming you ain’t lyin’ but you the king of it, gonna make you swallow your pride like Mufasa, ya bitch
 
//Fallsway: Verse 3/
Look
Id gladly transform you to an introvertational personality
Introvertations not a word, but an introverts your nationality
Racism is figment of our imagination, a fantasy
They turn us against each other, divide and conquer is they're strategy
Acting all tough sitting behind his computer screen
You know I ain't scared of no 'Big Bad Wolf'
Your a frail little bitch, when it comes to rap, you joke,
You Huff and you puff, and in the end you only choke
You ain't rough nor tough, I'm the wolf, dont poke
Yeah, I know I ain't the best, but maybe the greatest?
Nah, I take that back, I ain't cocky or conceded
Day1nigga you a bitch with hurt feelings
This is only Day 1, but for me it's a billion
Once you hit puberty your talking will sound less like Squeeling
But before then, I recommend, you get down and start kneeling
Shut up for fuck sakes, you talk to much
Run your little mouth, I don't walk for such
You a nobody bitch, quit acting tough
Shit style, shit rhymes, and his name, like what?
You get no salary from selling celery
When it only ends up in the motherfucking deli
Put you out of commission like Machine gun Kelly
No drive, no ambition, no hope, you need helping
The names Fallsway better learn to spell me
The 'F' is for Forgiveness in a world of brutality
The 'A' is for Ambition to keep my morality
'Both 'L's are for Loyalty above loss, and my sanity
The 'S' is for Serenity to keep peace through insanity
'W' is for Whether I win or I lose, it's the journey not the destination, I speak what's true,
The 'A' is for 'Anticipation' but with patience, for tomorrow, to survive another day in these days of sorrow,
And the 'Y' is for Yourself because without you I'm nothing,
Your the journey, I'm the destination, nothing but you wish you was something.

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