(Verse 1) Yo, listen up, I'm 'bout to start a lyrical brawl, Dissing Twenty Two Savage, gonna watch him fall. Claiming he's tough, but he's just a fake clone, Trying to ride on the fame that ain't his own. Twenty Two Savage, more like a wannabe, Copying 21 but can't reach that degree Stealing his style, his flow, his name, But in the rap game, you're just playing a lame game. (Chorus) Twenty Two Savage, you ain't worth the dime, Stealing names and flows, it's your only crime. But when it comes to skills, you're nowhere in sight, Just a copycat rapper, fading into the night. (Verse 2) You're a carbon copy, a counterfeit fraud, Trying to step to the game, but you ain't of the squad. Twenty One got the game locked, real and true, While you're out here pretending, just playing a fool. I'm calling you out, with every line I spit, You're just a phony bitch, that's the truest shit. Twenty Two Savage, you're just a bitch, Trying to ride on others, but you got no bars. (Chorus) Twenty Two Savage, you ain't worth the dime, Stealing names and flows, it's your only crime. But when it comes to skills, you're nowhere in sight, Just a copycat rapper, fading into the night. (Bridge) I'm dropping this diss, like a bomb on the scene, Twenty Two Savage, you're just living a dream. You might have some fans, but they'll see through your lie, Real recognize real, and you won't qualify. (Outro) So take a step back, and rethink your game, Stop stealing from others, and build your own name. Twenty Two Savage, you're just a rap fraud, In the game of real talent, you're just a facade.