Justin Diss

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Justin you a loser
you just rappin for the humor
told you i would diss you
and i was that aint a rumor
you are really bad you like some ghetto little future
thought you was a superstar you thought a little sooner
you chasin da bag but the bag runnin away
after i get finished better hit your knees and pray
got a week of praise i get the same thing everyday
you a rapper wheres your money justin why the long delay
OH you a failure
boy you need a savior
thought you was the greatest but i always will be greater
to get up to my height you have to take an elevator
im runnin through the city wild cuz i got all that paper
what you got nothing
your song sound like you rushed it
im ballin like im curry cuz im always getting buckets
passin through the city as my homies blowin trumpets
rollin in my twenties and im blowin through my hunneds
whoo
i got all that
you just gonna fall back
your rap is really trash
and im sayin that its all whack
100 on your outfit
spent the same thing on my backpack
you be flashin dollar bills and im flashin dem fat stacks
always in a panic bro my flow be automatic
only got a song and bro youll never get a classic
everything you say it just be makin you look tragic
dont be playin games with me cuz justin you a faggot
oh man ive had it
time to close the casket
i shouldnt have done this
but justin its a habit
never was a star
bro you still cant spit a bar
tried to make a stardom run
but you aint get very far.

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KGHusle
Member since June 1 2017

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