Taking out the Trash

We’re just messin around #7thCircle LYRICS I bet you’ve noticed right off the tee that I ripped your beat/ but honestly I’m startin’ to think it’s just a better fit for me/ I’ll rip your spleen with guillotines I spit from in betwixt my teeth/ your shit’s pretty weak compared to symphonies I’m spittin g/ If my raps are thumbtacks I’m aimin’ for the jugular/ and as the blood’s bubblin I’ll go and maim the other one// I’m takin dumps on this lazy chump/ my bars are like the blazing sun/ yours couldn’t cook a Filet Mignon// the game is done just hang it up/ 80% of the claims you presented you just made em up/ more x(ex)’s than a talent show, why(y) you can’t even function(math)// your song’s called quicksand cause that shit’s bland/ talkin’ bout mad max instead of battlerappin’/ I’m actually laughin at your wack track man that shit’s sad/ you call that a diss track?// bitch I call it child’s play/ let me show you how the knife taste/ stick it in your ribs’n twistin it sideways/ seven ways from Sunday this mundane grump’s done mayn/ the utterly crazy shady shit I’m spraying is raping you harder than Cosby while dating/ I’m sorry for saying all this shit so maybe your ghost will forgive me while your body’s crematin/ I’m obviously playin don’t take it too literally// that would really be the epitome of stupidity/ the epiphanies I’m spittin leave you hung like lights on a Christmas Tree// honestly at this point I’m just beatin a dead horse/ I’ll run on this beat and compete till my legs sore/ all the shit that I just spit’ll probably make your breath short//