Nigga Nagol? More like Nah-got-no-bars
copy-paste opps lines, now he stealin' my scars
you bit their narratives, same weak claims
old beef recycled like a bum savin' wrappers for change
I said "That’s weird", you took it personal
projectin' insecurity like a broken mirror hospital
now you rantin' bout skills you aint got
plagiarized anger, ai ass bot
you came at me with words that aint even your own
like a parrot in the kitchen, cookin' lies on the throne
thought I threw shade, but nah, I just said whats real
told you “NVM,” I aint tryna make a deal
but here you come with the beef outta nowhere
throwin' punches in the air, but theyre too light to care
saying I’m trippin' but the truths been clear
you aint a king, just a pawn in a fantasy sphere
your a hypocrite, man, like you speak from the soul
but your words just a trap, like you dug your own hole
you mimic what you heard, claiming that it’s new
but I see the echoes from your past rap battles too
spittin' empty claims, thinkin' you got the throne
but we all know its paper, it aint set in stone
you talk about "lyricism," but it’s all for show
your just a puppet on strings with nowhere to go
tried to say I doubted you, man, you trippin' for real
like a ghost in the mirror, you aint got that feel
thought I meant you a joke, nah, I was talkin' bout your pride
cause every time you open up, its a battle with your mind
I keep it humble, real, but you just imitate
your claims, just like your lyrics, theyre second rate
talk about skill, but wheres the spark?
you lack the fire, man, all I see is the dark
nagol, you just like the ones I left behind
hatin' on my shine while they stuck in rewind
takin' shots in the dark, but you aint got the aim
every claim that you throw is just part of the same game
you copied their rhymes, man, you a product of the past
too scared to be real, too weak to outlast
you ain’t "better," you just louder with no substance
im the truth in this booth, you just the interruption
let me school you on bars, this aint your playground
every word that you spit is just a lost sound
I aint tryna hate, im just speakin' the facts
you still tryna climb, but im way past that
your flows stagnant, your punchlines lack the weight
you stuck in your head, tryna replicate fate
but theres no depth in your game, it’s just hollow appeal
like a castle made of sand, your empires unreal
you aint got my vision, man, you aint got my drive
I rise from the ashes while you just survive
Aint no comparison, bro, dont even try
im the truth with the proof, while you just testify
this is more than a rap, its a lesson on finesse
you claim to be the best, but you cant pass the test
see me rise with a message, man, you fall with the lies
this is my legacy, while your empire dies
you said I was shady, but your just a reflection
chasin' my echoes with no real direction
nagol, you aint him, your just tryna pretend
a mirage in the game, but this story wont end
