XXVI (Feat. ReShawn) (Prod. GHXST)
• Written by BLVCELIXIR • Featuring Mandy_Marshall
[Intro:]
Looks like I gotta finish 'em..
[Rap starts at 0:22]
I told you once before that I don't fuck with you,
I'll put the gun to head just so you can get the clue,
How many fucking times do I gotta cut ya into two,
You are a pussy, I thought you already knew,
Keep quiet nigga or W.M.W coming for you too,
I don't fuck with 13 years faggots that come out of the blue-
so get you and your "gang" ready lil nigga,
cause right now I'm not playing these games,
keep fucking around and guaranteed you gettin' sprayed,
Masquerades comin' for yo' neck and invade-
We all truly know that you're immortalJ,
nigga wanna test me but can't even stay,
DBC some bitches, them niggas don't wanna play,
you say you get bitches and shit but aren't you gay?
yall really wanna get slayed talking shit and showing shade-
I could kill you plus yo crew and I'll bet i'll get paid..
I'm done with this shit..
if yall keep on talkin' ima make you swallow yo own spit..
just call it quits.. DBC is just full of kids..
MASQUERADES WHERE IT!!
we tired of playing games..
so how bout' yo crew make the first move bitch..
[ReShawn verse:]
Yo who the fuck is this/?
Stepping up to us is like stepping to an abyss/
See you got sucker shit it's in your heritage/
You straight embarrassing/ your arrogance/
Makes my brain hurt i have no hesitance/
You try to diss me i eat that shit like asparagus/
I have no comparative/
you’re whole crew could come at me/
And i'll body bag them like one two three/
You think this battle shit competitive/
No i'm coming at your head with a battle ax
You come back i counterattack/
What you’re doing is a rookie mistake
You don't take the food off the king's plate
I’ll put you on a stake/
Like Vlad the impaler/
And sell your body like a retailer/
You a straight snake/
i curve ball your shit you more fake
Then drake/ eating cupcakes/
while talking to fat bitches eating cheesecake/
I shake/and bake/ and print you like a promotional sweepstakes/
I didn't want to have to be one to do it/
I didn't want to commit/ and throw this nigga’s body in a cockpit/
Im real shit you counterfeit/
I catch all your disses with a baseball mitt/
Catch and shoot and it swishes/
You throw shot it air balls it misses/
Ill make you be like Hannah baker and slit your wrist/
13 reasons why im the career killer/
My rhymes stack high as bob the builders/
I eat your whole shit like its was thanksgiving dinner/
Give me something thats worth more of a challenge/
You threw shots? I got to find it like airport baggage/
Im a killer im a savage/ and ravage and salvage/
Everything you own/ like you and your home/
I put twenty shots in his dome/
He comes out looking like paris in the catacomb/
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BLVCELIXIR
Member since November 28 2016