Diss track part 2
I'm dropping bombs, no holding back My words are sharp, gonna leave you in lack You can't handle the fire I bring This diss track's got you on a string You talk shit but your words are gay I'll tear you down with every freakin' critique No mercy here, just pure disdain Your ego's about to feel some pain I'm spitting fire, burning up the mic Your lies and deceit, they don't sit right So listen up, hear what I say This diss track ain't for play
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I'm dropping bombs, no holding back My words are sharp, gonna leave you in lack You can't handle the fire I bring This diss track's got you on a string You talk shit but your words are gay I'll tear you down with every freakin' critique No mercy here, just pure disdain Your ego's about to feel some pain I'm spitting fire, burning up the mic Your lies and deceit, they don't sit right So listen up, hear what I say This diss track ain't for play
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