RIP'N'Dip
~Rip'n'Dip~ To all the clowns leaving comments Plumb unfit to dish critiques Your two sense is useless nonsense simply stupid and obnoxious you've no skills to pay the bills We checked you and it bounced Dumbfounded to say the least Digging ditches with their writtens much too big to fit their britches which is why I flip the nitwits backwards then the caps snap back and they act hurt yeah maybe they can feel the pain but that's the only part of them that's self made Thrilled to spill their hatred Playing make believe Still naked beneath the fakeness But masks don't hide the facts Maybe they're born with ignorance When they think strength's being seen But when the ruse they choose to don is stupid Maybe it's Maybelline Alright I'll admit it sometimes I'm living pretty livid on this beautiful planet Filled with stupid humans doing gratuitous damage it's puzzling to say the least when they up praise catastrophes Thinking they can master masses When they can't even master peace that's just massive disease see I was keeping to my lane when lames went and invaded it these greedy clones won't leave me alone in my own space fucksakes those unable to reach even my lowest bars go "F raising it" with no attention paid to how I'm phrasing this pitifully there's no validity to for me to even challenge when the idiots acidity's this woefully imbalanced by my most basic shit home grown (groan) tone exasperated thrown bone exposed the those flaccid statements posers vogue exaggerations exacerbating drones in captivated droves of plain placation about to know a path of woes (whoas) cause I'm over procrastinating wack bastards' assassinations passed time to flat line the likes of average ain't shits snapping the fascination and infatuation like a casket for a basket-case closed My virtuoso's to hurt you bozos With a purpose so grown It skirts the ozone vocab so agile it dwarfs those fragile egos don't collab with evil people since... the status of my average life's to stratify pre-packaged lies of fascists wrapped (rapped) in bad advice then bash the lattice till it's atomized a rabid vice that's satisfied by savage quips to pass the time so my activism isn't pacified (passed if I'd) act with vision passed the average kind how bad am I? I mean even my half assed shit's still sits ratified static that I practice acts like gaskets attached to plastics even when I spit disastrous the aftermath's like a magic trick so clean it's as if I didn't have to wipe lames ain't ready for the levy of the facts (fax) that I'm sending but it's tax time I've been staying steady on my fucking independent grind cutting through the wacks (wax) heavy every time I pass by I chuck the cucks with a laugh untouched by their grasp trucks just crashing through cracks with such hectic placement as I slash passed the gaps of past expectations folks so focused on a bogus highlight reel when that's not even close to the whole story too broke to pay attention or notice hopeless appeal So I like to highlight real mistakes bleeding through the pages of my creations though some might claim such scenes too gory to be rewarding for me with a sense of pretension I digest grim visages remiss of resentment then proclaim no guts no glory Fakes trying to clone Oakley's own poltergeist Like my ESS shades they go polarized But the ghosts don't disguise what's right in front of my eyes writing detects fears like a virus liars frightened of correction like to try and hide from just to have their ears ringing like tinnitus before they're defeaningly silenced when I'm striking their disguises like it's garand *ping* Ding Ding it would seem we have a winner about to deep fry this delicious chicken dinner nitpicking in the ring with sinister gifts to bring I keep giving them hell cause I've seen well more than it seems encumbered by my burdens bag's been bursting at the seams I don't need to search for the meddlesome things when they fall from my heavy head readily sometimes I get frightened by my reflection when it's lecturing and it gets to me like yikes am I meant to be this mean? can't say if the guy inside my mind is just projecting his fears but that guy leering from the other side of my mirror seems especially menacing so I... Smashed the window (win dough) To give my pain the L And now it's plain (plane) to tell I didn't aim too well Sure I heard the word pane just fucking cursed for a spell but once I learned how it works I elevated myself There's no pressure when I'm rapping Let stress flow right out the cabin investing time in healthy habits so less of mine's spent delving into madness out of time for this shit my life's comprised of more than this but they might panic if they realized that this is just the tip of an iceberg with a titanic grip so my ad-vice is this fighting my whit is akin to biting at wind try all you might there's no stifling it this practiced mind is strategized to whip the hype with the flick of my wrist on each beat that I kick could say I'm kind of a trip like that cat in thrasher's ads that likes to get high so sit down when I spit since Every time I'm on the mic it's strictly getting stricken swiftly and it seems none come equipped to get hit by my sticky type of rip and dip ~Jduhbb (Justin Farrow) taking off from this runway the angle held own bone moan phone cone loan lone shone prone laceration fascination gainful angle Deranged as hell so facing this / phasing phrasing this chasing it
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~Rip'n'Dip~ To all the clowns leaving comments Plumb unfit to dish critiques Your two sense is useless nonsense simply stupid and obnoxious you've no skills to pay the bills We checked you and it bounced Dumbfounded to say the least Digging ditches with their writtens much too big to fit their britches which is why I flip the nitwits backwards then the caps snap back and they act hurt yeah maybe they can feel the pain but that's the only part of them that's self made Thrilled to spill their hatred Playing make believe Still naked beneath the fakeness But masks don't hide the facts Maybe they're born with ignorance When they think strength's being seen But when the ruse they choose to don is stupid Maybe it's Maybelline Alright I'll admit it sometimes I'm living pretty livid on this beautiful planet Filled with stupid humans doing gratuitous damage it's puzzling to say the least when they up praise catastrophes Thinking they can master masses When they can't even master peace that's just massive disease see I was keeping to my lane when lames went and invaded it these greedy clones won't leave me alone in my own space fucksakes those unable to reach even my lowest bars go "F raising it" with no attention paid to how I'm phrasing this pitifully there's no validity to for me to even challenge when the idiots acidity's this woefully imbalanced by my most basic shit home grown (groan) tone exasperated thrown bone exposed the those flaccid statements posers vogue exaggerations exacerbating drones in captivated droves of plain placation about to know a path of woes (whoas) cause I'm over procrastinating wack bastards' assassinations passed time to flat line the likes of average ain't shits snapping the fascination and infatuation like a casket for a basket-case closed My virtuoso's to hurt you bozos With a purpose so grown It skirts the ozone vocab so agile it dwarfs those fragile egos don't collab with evil people since... the status of my average life's to stratify pre-packaged lies of fascists wrapped (rapped) in bad advice then bash the lattice till it's atomized a rabid vice that's satisfied by savage quips to pass the time so my activism isn't pacified (passed if I'd) act with vision passed the average kind how bad am I? I mean even my half assed shit's still sits ratified static that I practice acts like gaskets attached to plastics even when I spit disastrous the aftermath's like a magic trick so clean it's as if I didn't have to wipe lames ain't ready for the levy of the facts (fax) that I'm sending but it's tax time I've been staying steady on my fucking independent grind cutting through the wacks (wax) heavy every time I pass by I chuck the cucks with a laugh untouched by their grasp trucks just crashing through cracks with such hectic placement as I slash passed the gaps of past expectations folks so focused on a bogus highlight reel when that's not even close to the whole story too broke to pay attention or notice hopeless appeal So I like to highlight real mistakes bleeding through the pages of my creations though some might claim such scenes too gory to be rewarding for me with a sense of pretension I digest grim visages remiss of resentment then proclaim no guts no glory Fakes trying to clone Oakley's own poltergeist Like my ESS shades they go polarized But the ghosts don't disguise what's right in front of my eyes writing detects fears like a virus liars frightened of correction like to try and hide from just to have their ears ringing like tinnitus before they're defeaningly silenced when I'm striking their disguises like it's garand *ping* Ding Ding it would seem we have a winner about to deep fry this delicious chicken dinner nitpicking in the ring with sinister gifts to bring I keep giving them hell cause I've seen well more than it seems encumbered by my burdens bag's been bursting at the seams I don't need to search for the meddlesome things when they fall from my heavy head readily sometimes I get frightened by my reflection when it's lecturing and it gets to me like yikes am I meant to be this mean? can't say if the guy inside my mind is just projecting his fears but that guy leering from the other side of my mirror seems especially menacing so I... Smashed the window (win dough) To give my pain the L And now it's plain (plane) to tell I didn't aim too well Sure I heard the word pane just fucking cursed for a spell but once I learned how it works I elevated myself There's no pressure when I'm rapping Let stress flow right out the cabin investing time in healthy habits so less of mine's spent delving into madness out of time for this shit my life's comprised of more than this but they might panic if they realized that this is just the tip of an iceberg with a titanic grip so my ad-vice is this fighting my whit is akin to biting at wind try all you might there's no stifling it this practiced mind is strategized to whip the hype with the flick of my wrist on each beat that I kick could say I'm kind of a trip like that cat in thrasher's ads that likes to get high so sit down when I spit since Every time I'm on the mic it's strictly getting stricken swiftly and it seems none come equipped to get hit by my sticky type of rip and dip ~Jduhbb (Justin Farrow) taking off from this runway the angle held own bone moan phone cone loan lone shone prone laceration fascination gainful angle Deranged as hell so facing this / phasing phrasing this chasing it
wasting your time judging because judges do not leave DMs under somebody track we trying to judge our track and make the app better you leave a long ass comment about this and that you new to this app I've been on this app and I almost got a million plays negativity you keep that to yourself we trying to build this out worldwide and if you're not a part of that get off keep your day job you wasting plenty of data in my time because I'm real busy this is not that you judge and keep it moving we trying to get judged fast not listening to your comments cuz we don't give a f*** about what you think about the track just judge and keep it moving or keep your day job
Bro, your speed and lyrics Collab very well. Great job keep up the good work fuck yeah man.
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