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Beat 1: G.O.M.D.
I'm nice like I'm amicable
Help what you want, then you jackin' my flow
Get put on and jack it, damn, shit is cold
Said put on a jacket, damn, shit is cold
And I don't give a fuck if you lackin' info
Better play like a Redditor, they better act like you know
Think he knows his stuff? My snub-nose is tough
Like a nose that's stuffed, shit'll go splat when it blows
What I mean, your brain data and gray matter splatter like cake batter
I ?come at ya? when I aim at all the lame bastards
Semi-automatic I pack automatically spray
Have the Gauge to your brain
To engage ya brain
Make you think faster
I maim, aimin’ inane
[?] a name in a mayhem made
I’ll make a known name
A no-name rapper
Tryna be close, ain't no way, no damn chance
Better off tryna locate Cobains blown brain-matter
Beat 2: Fire Squad
Ain't happenin', too difficult
What you bitches have written’s bull
It’s risible!
Now they callin' me lyrical 'cause I leer at Cole
Like gimme me the throne
A born sinner, cold and cynical
I'm the original, don't fear the creator
I'm makin' amends meet when I commence to meet my maker
Makin' 'em ends meet by makin' 'em Ms, don't beef with Asa
I make Em when I make amends askin' me to make up
Nah, he's my favorite, I don't want it wit' him
I'm just hopin' to get this
Provokin’ a pros ‘bout
Bein’’ vocal in this bitch
I'm vegan so I ain't beefin' for provolone
But pro-bone; oh I’m itchin’
Ta get hit
Wait, did I say pro bono?
I meant to say this pro's bonin' your mistress
Don't make me bash on your mama
Doin' the tracks and we can scrap if you wanna
Hit 'em wit' bats or I come brrat wit' a llama
I can put 'em in caskets if you cats really gonna
Keep on babblin' about having your tongue in a snatch
Though I must say it's accurate
'Cause when I actually confront you, a cat got your tongue
Now you trappers are shut and
The trap got the shutters
St-st-st-stutterin', s-s-sorry, di-di-di-didn't mean to attack you or nothin'
Bu-bu-bu-but you seem ma-ma-ma-ma-mad or s-somethin'
"What's the ma-ma-matter?"
It's nothin', I'm just so competitive I soak competitors in blood
Just so competitors know I'm venomous
You've got dull penmanship
I've got dope penmanship
Got dope and I ship it to listeners homes when I spit
Wanna beef, but if you know what's best, you won’t ever!
Just my treat name
Like I did you a favor
Don’t mention it!
Beat 3: No Role Modelz
And I ain't so role model for y'all
But my models roll with it
That's my role model for y'all
You don't want any problems fuckin' wit' the wrong one
Either we gonna get along or I'll get a long gun (Baow!)
Wanna make a diss-track? Is that so?
Tryna play games but you crossin' a line, that's tic-tac-toe
So when I grip gats po-po
Better get back! Go
To the homes of pigs and blow
No big bad wolf, wait
Bridge:
I click-clack foes
Gon' get it 'cause I can do flibbity-hibbity
But I got lyrical ability
Agility wit' the speech wit' the beat
And not with a [?]
Never withering, I'm wieldin' the infantry
Artillery needed to beat humility
Into these infants who wish to mimic mini me's that's bringin' out
The Eminem in me
Beat 4: a m a r i
I've givin' a minimum, I'm givin' a million percent of me persistently
Don't mean it personally
Offend 'em but they in their feels
Like I'm in the NFL in the field
Takin' a knee
They killin' me, I'm dyin' from pain
Comin' from aside, man, you guys are insane
Pay for studio time, I use my paper
To make fly shit like paper planes
Claimin' you a dime for a dame, you just lyin', it's lame
I don't like it, don't try it again
This isn't Sonic, just 'cause you spin a tail don't mean you fly in this game
I'ma just spray 'em wit' the Glock
‘N’ I get the competition
Put 'em up in a coffin
I ain’t diggin’ ‘em muhfucker
No, I’ma dig ‘em
A ditch, ‘n’ I’ma toss ‘em in
I hit 'em wit' the venom
The Eminem slaughter
Kid, you thought us kid?
[?] bitch!
Enough to rip and
Rippin' your head off
And then I be hawkin'-spit
On your body
And to top it off I'ma call your mom a bitch
I'm puttin' the pen to the parchment
'Cause I'm without a pot to piss in
In a squat position, l'm pissin' upon my opposition
Pop ya; got the Glock, I gotta be killin' 'em up in a minute
I blaka-blaka-blaka
Anybody who is comin' to get it, got choppers, coppers
Watch, I'll hit it (Chyeah!) And quit it (Chyeah!)
And then I'ma fuck your bitch, I'ma hit it (Chyeah!) And quit it (Chyeah!)
Beat 5: 9 5 . s o u t h
And then I'm gonna switch it, and kill it
I'm more made writin' shit than a pen is
I pop steel, call the Glock "bail"
'Cause it won't let you finish a sentence
A menace like Em is
I meant Dennis, but Eminem dentist?
What's the difference, there isn't!
This isn't a diss, but
I pull out the stick
And you hoes 'bout to split
This shit is divisive
Wait, you leakin' from ya pores
I mean you gonna be bleedin' that shit, pause
Stop beefin'
Then I pretend to befriend you
A beef [?]
You'll be for dinner, boy
Defeat finna be a foot you'll endure!
Defeat when I get my foot in the door
Defeatin’ ya!
Oughta fuckin’ send four!
For a feature you couldn’t afford, as friend’s for
If it’s feasible, then get some fund together
For the Fleece I'ma begin a fund, 'til then Unfortunately
If we ain't gonna discuss
My Venmo? It isn't free, so don't know what you frustrated for
Shouldn't get pressed
I'm endeavor, respect the respect?
Don't give any, don't wanna go in depth
Just invest in vests
[?] Weap-
Ons I grip Smith Wess’
Then wet you insects!
Gen-Z to Gen-X, I'm genetically impressive
Squish them like insects
This kid is vindictive wit' pens
Kid, exit or I can X ya kin next!
My shit connects
You ain't know it?
The steel like a fake belief, you don't hold it!
The steel like the money you keep, you don't blow it!
The steel an independent woman you don't own it!
To be real, I keep steel like no motion
Then I'm gonna open you up, you show motion
I get behind you like I'm a proponent
And then I push your wig back, I postpone it
It's gonna get dark, homes, right now
You ain't pay your utility bill? that's gonna be lights out
Beef can rise like cow jump over the moon
Yep, stakes is high now
Your stake can die
No mistake in my style
For those takin' mine
I'm stayin' hostile
9 5 . s o u t h
Nine times five, forty-five
Grip the .45
Y'all gon' fly south
Asa!
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