Cut The Strife (Jayshot Diss 3)

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(Verse 1) Yo Jayshot, you wanna spread lies, call me a creep, But everyone knows you’re the one who’s weak. Talkin' trash 'bout me, but let’s get it straight, Your parents regret you, they can’t even relate. (Chorus) Jayshot, you think you can defame? But everyone knows you’re just playin’ a game. Talkin’ ‘bout me, but look at your life, Your mom and dad wish they could cut the strife. (Verse 2) You throw dirt on my name, call me a pedo, But your bars are so weak, they’re softer than Jell-O. Your parents can’t stand the sight of your face, Wishin’ they could rewind, erase all their disgrace. (Chorus) Jayshot, you think you can defame? But everyone knows you’re just playin’ a game. Talkin’ ‘bout me, but look at your life, Your mom and dad wish they could cut the strife. (Bridge) You’re a liar, a fraud, your stories are fiction, Your parents see you as their biggest affliction. Callin’ me names, but look in the mirror, Your reflection shows the truth, it couldn’t be clearer. (Chorus) Jayshot, you think you can defame? But everyone knows you’re just playin’ a game. Talkin’ ‘bout me, but look at your life, Your mom and dad wish they could cut the strife. (Outro) So Jayshot, step back, get out of my lane, Your lies can’t touch me, you wanna know why? they’re all in vain. Your parents regret the day you were born, In this game of life, you’re just gettin’ torn.

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