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(I see you too dislike Rap)


("Too many canvases in the studio.")



Never use to be a favorite
Nowadays I'm just too lit
Never tell bitches what I'm making
Shhhhhh, like I'm Frank Castle aiming
I finesse a plagiarist
the minute their idea sees me
Like, he doesn't know
I recorded ten of those, you fuckin' creep
So how you gonna scheme three?
Run down the elite streets
and get your money back
The diss isn't worth a study
Rarely is the catalog ever lovely
Everything they do an overrated hustle
Even if they show a thought bubble
Go look for your runes
I guess they're hard to find
that disappeared ugly
I guess they're spoon fed comforts
Wannabe wolves just hush puppies

(Snickers)

Got this overweight body strip
Men are from Mars face
Your voice sharp as shards
of frozen-broken glass
Eyelashes like spider legs
with thighs I called Beau flesh--
Heffa, give that mouth a rest
Don't nobody have time
to stand and throw broken eggs
Little critics said I wouldn't walk again
being so young with broken legs
Haters said they intuitive in the rue
Yeah whatever, we stay doing magic too
And we be in crazy brackets
Got hate, you can go play
in oncoming traffic too
No way our energies are matching you
Atticus is smart but he's lacking too
Feds shot Amanda out the cannon
We at odds with her faction too
Get you some binoculars
and see all the groups are opposites

(Ayyye)

So many readers now
They know how much space I take up
Team still strong, still down
Industry can't tame us
Snap on shit like a DEFCON comment
Now these Shoes wanna Ye us
Women play themselves
attempting to persuade us
Western Airheads, different flavors
Editor mad I'm not dumbing down
Like bitch I'm not anybody's savior
As stubborn as she is
She directed me to that paper
When the beefs are so old
Strangers don't even research Angus
American Underdogs vs The Famous

("Dafuq is y'all doing?
They got Sterling silver
with gold sprayed on it.
Publishing all this goofy ish.
On the nation tryna flex.
Go get y'all leverage back.")

(Laughs)

Baby published on Instagram
But in private she can make it clap
Make this artist do Salsa backwards
I be damn, and she listens to Rap
Gotta go about my business
I'm so fuckin' done with that
Guess The Glad Game is a wrap
Ode to a deceased trash bin
A minor problem while we win


Ou Anperè pa tout mwayen





(I see you too dislike Rap)