Yo, this is the YMR Diss Track, let's get it started I'm 'bout to roast these fools, leave 'em dearly departed YMR, you claim to be the kings of the game But when it comes to rap, y'all ain't got no flame I'm the lyrical assassin, spitting fire with precision Every line I drop, it's a verbal incision YMR, you're just a bunch of posers and fakes I'm here to expose y'all, no room for mistakes You claim to be the best, but I'm the one who's iller Every verse I write, it's a killer, a thriller YMR, you're nothing but a bunch of clowns I'm here to shut y'all down, run y'all outta town I'm the rap predator, hunting down my prey YMR, you're just a meal, I'm feasting today I'm the heavyweight champ, you're just featherweight I'll knock y'all out cold, no debate, no escape YMR, your rhymes are weak, your flow is basic I'm on another level, while y'all stuck in the basement I'm the rap messiah, the one you can't deny YMR, it's time to say goodbye, no need to lie So step aside, YMR, it's time to make way I'm the rap queen here to stay, no matter what you say YMR Diss Track, this is my final blow I'm the rap heavyweight, and y'all just gotta go