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Never guessed I'd drop a diss tape, bet you wonder why you ever had to test fate. (hmmm))

Acting like a God, yet you come for the squad, finna leave you wit some distaste. (hmmm)

Been a while since I got mad, peeps thankin that this little track a lit late. (hmmm)

----It's finna be a funeral, need some comedy relief, save your bars for the outtakes. (hmmm)

I am tired of this motherfucker's actions, Sweating my gang chilling in our presence

you bout to suffer our essence, our vengeance,

Aikido and Browser have some sort of resemblance, they mess with us he about to get jumped,

I think he is Huggy just without the snuggie ,he is either a little kid or a druggie,

don't be such a fucking pussy

and stop trying to be a bully,this fool is crazy according to theory

it would only be another victory,he would be at his knees

he will soak up his tears in his panties,thank god we just eradicated this disease

Wasn't Throwing shade like it's nighttime, til you started stalking whilst talking crimes

wet you up wit my rhymes, now you on nightline.

I usually turn the other cheek, but bro, y'know that only last two times

Usually burn another beat, go through you in the street, over your head like these punchlines

Know I'm finna eat, take a seat, off ya feet, bell ringed, like it's lunchtime

You was throwing shade but I'm bright, you in sight tryna fight, that's a hunched crime

Look what what ya started there's no way to stop this, til you're dearly departed

I saw your diss, and nearly discarded it, but you was coming for others,

something you bet not think bout, your bars was trash I'ma fade them out

Squint at you til eat this up, can't see this stuff, looking like some Chinese take out.

Pull up on your house, you ain't make it out, Saffo, KC, Lil M at the stake out.

Shoulda, woulda, coulda did, kid get serious fore I hit you wit that Desert Storm

Oh look you a Judas, leave you wishin' you was never born

---You the ain't even the gay version of Drake, still guessin that you on juan

Don't even know where I got that from, I just hope you know that you shoulda never come

Yop, yop, you is dotted up, broke from the pop up, bro, you can still drop this

Best pr-pr-pr-prop this, you just a novice, though, why'd have to start it

Ha, Ha. Yo. Let me make this clear.,Your a faggot with no rapping faggot.

We spit like hatchets, but your a untested outlet like fake beer.

You say you spit hot, but clearly you haven't looked in the mirror.

Looking back on it, eleven years, and I'm still spitting jams.

Leaving the mic damage, like rotton bannas inside this cam.

I hear everything, and your really fucked up man.,Now that I joined W.M.W, I feel they my Fam.

You said your winning and we lose,You said your winded, because you couldn't handle a ten inch shoe.

You should have looked up, because your fucking with wrong crew.

I hope these words eat you alive, before your enemies do.

Leave this bitch trapped in this fucking page. My bumping is forty heaven.

Spitting AKs, any way, because we the 47. haha.

Leaving this bitch hanging up high to focus.

Those words are more than given, but you high on dosage.

Fuck friends, keep your enemies closest. I'll snipe you down with out notice.

So fuck writing, rapping is my sight man.

You say your highly great, but your high of the vyvanse.

I'm a Vatican viking spitting vicodin to heal the front. Scars appeal my thoughts at the end of the month.

killing you is our favorite part, so it won't be cut.So don't fuck with W.M.W. because they always get what they want.

Brows hurt cause a kid named browser, out there, You would think a brotha come from Mario..

WMW place the pain on, you go get you fiegn on, double U stand for Wario

We p-p-p-popped this, microscopic bits, look down with some optics

Slow it down like a movie reel, all you can do is steal, toss a tassel for a deal

Ultralight beam song, ultra tight theme dawned, then I put the whole team on

We is sick with the rappin', you just stick to the cappin', thinkin' you can carry on

The raps you be leanin' on, tweakin' on, overact like you put Jim Carrey on

Too prime, hit you with the true lines, man you only had two lines, thinkin' you would do fine (Ha)

I'm Thinking you in gender crisis, Why'd you try to fight this, you should get on Christ's list

Fall with your pride, you a guise, step aside, you a lame, and you picked her

Get flamed you mistake, call us fake, when you ain't even got a picture.