Ryan holy diss
⸻ [Intro: Spoken] Ayo Ryan… This one’s for your crusty self. Smells like sin, looks like regret. ⸻ [Verse 1: Jaxson] Yo, Ryan walk in, the room get cursed, Smell hit hard like a devilish burst. Always sick—Grinch vibes, never blessed, Ugly like sin, bro flunked the test. You down bad, we rise divine, We holy water, you sour wine. Me and my bro got heaven’s pass, You stuck in hell with a stanky ***. ⸻ [Hook: Collab Verse] You a sussy baka, fartin’ like a demon, We angels flyin’, you stuck there screamin’. We glow up, you throw up—facts be tough, God and Jesus energy, you not enough. Verse 2: Your Friend’s Part] Ryan so crusty, mold call him cousin, Breath so hot, it startin’ combustion. Always got the flu—boy, drink some tea, Actin’ all tough, but you cry in 3D. We divine, drippin’ holy sauce, You just lost, like your dental floss. Tryna diss us? That’s comedy, We the prophecy, you a parody. ⸻ [Bridge: Half-Rap, Half-Sung, Dramatic Energy] He in the fire, we in the light, We walk with angels, he scared at night. He smell like doom, we smell like grace, Even demons scared to see his face. ⸻ [Final Hook: Both of You Together] You a sussy baka, fartin’ like a demon, We angels flyin’, you stuck there screamin’. We glow up, you throw up—facts be tough, God and Jesus energy, you not enough. Holy squad, yeah we movin’ with purpose, You just a meme, always lookin’ the worstest. Say your prayers when you see us step in, This ain’t a diss, boy—it’s your Armageddon.
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⸻ [Intro: Spoken] Ayo Ryan… This one’s for your crusty self. Smells like sin, looks like regret. ⸻ [Verse 1: Jaxson] Yo, Ryan walk in, the room get cursed, Smell hit hard like a devilish burst. Always sick—Grinch vibes, never blessed, Ugly like sin, bro flunked the test. You down bad, we rise divine, We holy water, you sour wine. Me and my bro got heaven’s pass, You stuck in hell with a stanky ***. ⸻ [Hook: Collab Verse] You a sussy baka, fartin’ like a demon, We angels flyin’, you stuck there screamin’. We glow up, you throw up—facts be tough, God and Jesus energy, you not enough. Verse 2: Your Friend’s Part] Ryan so crusty, mold call him cousin, Breath so hot, it startin’ combustion. Always got the flu—boy, drink some tea, Actin’ all tough, but you cry in 3D. We divine, drippin’ holy sauce, You just lost, like your dental floss. Tryna diss us? That’s comedy, We the prophecy, you a parody. ⸻ [Bridge: Half-Rap, Half-Sung, Dramatic Energy] He in the fire, we in the light, We walk with angels, he scared at night. He smell like doom, we smell like grace, Even demons scared to see his face. ⸻ [Final Hook: Both of You Together] You a sussy baka, fartin’ like a demon, We angels flyin’, you stuck there screamin’. We glow up, you throw up—facts be tough, God and Jesus energy, you not enough. Holy squad, yeah we movin’ with purpose, You just a meme, always lookin’ the worstest. Say your prayers when you see us step in, This ain’t a diss, boy—it’s your Armageddon.
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