RoslanBeef

You wanna piece of me? You think you can eat the beef?

Skeet can do this in his sleep, this shit isn’t new for me.

I’mma put my plan in action, the main attraction,

The white rapping maniac just opened up a can of whoop-

Whoop ass on all you bitches.

Think I’m getting scared of all your disses?

Baby listen, get back in the kitchen, and finish cleaning dishes,

I gotta get a point across, now where are the Eternal boys?

Oh, they must’ve gone.

I wish they would’ve stayed but I guess that I’m to blame

For the way I filled their little panties to their shins with shit stains,

See, the shit stings especially when i keep pissing on your grave,

So if you wanna diss me I suggest you think again,

I’ve turned this to a different game.

I got everybody dissing like this shit’s the newest thing,

It ain’t a bandwagon anymore, it’s the beefing train,

And it’s coming for whoever’s next, ain’t nobody safe if they say my fucking name.

I love it when these pussies really think that they can push Skeet.

Like I’m gonna worry about some fucking bush league,

Bitch you just a rookie,

I’m shitting over hooks and beats while you’re still playing hooky.

Scared? You should be.

I know this ain’t the time for jokes,

So here’s a toast to all the folks who feel that I stepped on their toes,

Even though their noses are so far in each others holes--

 

To the Eternal Crew, and all the times I dissed you.

Wait, McKoo needs another tissue.

I’m sick of looking at you.

But shit, I know I’m gonna miss you.

Psych. I’m just fucking with you.