Garbage Can Gospel (YoYo Diss)

0:00

Garbage Can Gospel (YoYo Diss) By Rezzy FlintBoy This track ain’t just a diss — it’s a sermon from the street, a history lesson, and a cleansing all in one. Garbage Can Gospel is my response to a backstabbing little fraud named YoYo — a dude who pretended to be my friend and ally, then turned on me the same way George Washington turned on my Mohawk-Dutch ancestors. He smiled in my face, acted supportive, then came swinging with colonial lies about my own people. So I gave him a sermon he won’t forget. When I said, “Here’s a garbage can — so you can throw yourself out where you belong,” I meant exactly that. You don’t belong in my circle, in my culture, or in my story. You threw yourself out when you showed your true colors. And when I said, “I’m the garbage man — I’m here to take you out,” that’s me taking out the trash — musically, spiritually, and historically. The line “spittin’ venom in a Dixie cup” hits deep. That’s me calling out his Confederate State mentality — that brainwashed, racist, culturally appropriating mindset where a wannabe “teacher” tries to lecture me about my own heritage. That line paints him as what he really is: a Confederate-minded, trash-talking big mouth spewing lies from a stolen culture. He tried to tell me about my Mohawk-Dutch lineage like I didn’t live it, like I didn’t know it. That’s cultural theft — through the mouth. So I made sure the track spits it right back at him. This isn’t just rap — it’s a reclamation. It’s the Garbage Can Gospel — my fire cleansing the waste that tried to bury truth. #RezzyFlintBoy #GarbageCanGospel #YoYoDiss #HardcoreRap #BoomBap #Bounce #Trap #AggressiveRap #MenacingFlow #HardcoreHipHop #155BPM #NativeRap #MohawkDutch #CulturalTruth #LyricalAssault #DarkViolin #Heavy808s #StudioQuality #NoEcho #RawVocals #HipHopBattleTrack #GarbageManFlow Hey you little bitch called YoYo This is for you — a garbage can — so you can jump in and throw yourself out where you belong. Yeah, Yo-Yo, you earned your bin tonight. You came smiling, then turned vile, tryna school me on my own kin. So here’s your sermon, straight from the source. Welcome to the Garbage Can Gospel. I’m the garbage man and I’m here to take you out... Your trash — throw yourself out where you belong, yeah, Talk that talk, I’ll prove you wrong, yeah. Preach that hate but your soul long gone, This the Garbage Can Gospel — sing along. Trash talkers love to play that man, Fake fans turn snake on the same damn plan. Try to rewrite my roots, you ain’t my clan — I’m Rezzy FlintBoy, I’m the garbage man. Yo-Yo, you smiled on my page, said “Wake ’em up,” Then flipped quick, spittin’ venom in a Dixie cup. Tried to school a Mohawk-Dutch on his own foundation, Spewin’ French lies born of colonization. “Iroquois”? Nah, that’s not our brand, That’s a Frenchman’s slur — “man-eater” from his hand. They used it to dehumanize tribes of the east, So colonists could slaughter and call it peace. We’re Haudenosaunee, People of the Longhouse, Not your textbook myth or your colonized mouth. You think you’re helpin’ by repeatin’ that name? You carryin’ the insult, feedin’ the flame. Your mouth a garbage can — every word you spill reeks, Dumpster-breath opinions in a recycle of freaks. You spit trash, I recycle truth, make art from the rot, You the stench of deception, I the fire that’s hot. Your trash — throw yourself out where you belong, yeah, Talk that talk, I’ll prove you wrong, yeah. Preach that hate but your soul long gone, This the Garbage Can Gospel — sing along. Trash talkers love to play that man, Fake fans turn snake on the same damn plan. Try to rewrite my roots, you ain’t my clan — I’m Rezzy FlintBoy, I’m the garbage man. You call us “Iroquois,” but we never chose that, That’s a Frenchman’s word for a scalper’s trap. They called us “man-eaters” to twist our tale, Then sold the lie down the colonial trail. My tongue still flows where Tei-o-hara runs, Clear waters of truth beneath ancient suns. Our spirits don’t fade, they ignite the song, Been here before the maps said “wrong.” Yo-Yo, you mock what you don’t understand, A tourist playin’ teacher in a stolen land. Your mouth’s a trash drum, I hear the clang, Every word you drop’s just tin-can slang. You blocked me? Good. Confession made. Truth don’t need permission to invade. I’m not arguin’, I’m cleansing — that’s the plan. Garbage Can Gospel — I’m the garbage man. Your trash — throw yourself out where you belong, yeah, Talk that talk, I’ll prove you wrong, yeah. Preach that hate but your soul long gone, This the Garbage Can Gospel — sing along. Trash talkers love to play that man, Fake fans turn snake on the same damn plan. Try to rewrite my roots, you ain’t my clan — I’m Rezzy FlintBoy, I’m the garbage man. Yo-Yo… You wanted a spotlight, now you’re glowing in waste. I don’t feed off trash — I erase. You can block, you can run, you can hide behind spam, But remember — I gave you your final exam. Garbage Can Gospel — sermon’s closed.

26 Comments

Leave a comment

REZZY FLINTBOY

Author

8 months ago

[ToTR]M🔥SSMAN

8 months ago

dopeness 💯 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 took out the trash 🗑 🎯 🗣🔥🎯 awesome writing ✍️🖊🫡 killer execution 😤💪🔪🩸 Tall Talent Champion 🏆 🔥🙏❤️

REZZY FLINTBOY

Author

8 months ago

this dumbass I made this track on blocks me after he did what he did says fuck you to me and stuff cuz I put him in his place tries to play the victim then keeps on blocking me and running his mouth on messenger on here at me and then going into the public chat to keep tagging me and running his mouth and acting like I'm going after him like what is wrong with some people on this app man some of y'all people is in this app is fucking psychotic

Jon Fava

8 months ago

DOPE 🍀 Word Up ⬆️ Bomb 💣 blessed 🙏🏼😇 Amen get you some 💯Slatt 💯 Bars: Perfect 💯 Delivery: Perfect 💯 Impression: Perfect 💯

REZZY FLINTBOY

Author

8 months ago

and yeah I'm good like that trash talking little bitch YoYo I got you in my photo for my album cover that's the chef's kiss right there

Carron Anderson

27 days ago

Bars: Dope 🔥 Delivery: Dope 🔥 Impression: Dope 🔥

KAOS

5 months ago