The Response- Beat By: Profetesa Beats ( @wish_ Intro) Aiight so lemme get this straight, Like this fuck boy ain’t, Called you a spineless mother fucker, Nd ya palmed ya face, Then you got all up in ya feels, Cause I mentioned ya name, Then you did what you had to do Nd said whatchu you had to say, But WiSh did have to make it sound so gay? He’s Talkin “Open up the gates (Faggot) Come out and play” You wack, Nd a lame If that shit was a diss, don’t bother to take this farther, ya better off guarding the base, For 30 something odd hours. Admitted to being coward, Instead of confronting me, ya flew the coupe witcha crew Nd you cowered. For that you pussy claiming I stabbed Ya back, When I lyrically cock slapped you, Nd you posted that track, You ain’t invited me on, Its a trip writing this song, Cause everyone up in crew said I shouldn’t respond to bullshit this far beneath me, That was after they was done laughing at the diss track, bitch I already won, But fuck it, ain’t wasting this beat on a bitch like wish, Expect a remix probably featuring Pri$e and Crak But just so muthafuckas know, I ain’t out from punkin I Ended the beef before it had the chance to begin, A couple months ago, when you got outrapped, Nd you was buggin So how about I just show’em that how I murked yo ass, And i wasn’t even fucking trying little Bitch, Quit lying to ya self, you ain’t nothing but a punk trynna rhyme with motherfuckrs who will die for motherfuckers, you a waste of life, waste of rhymes, waste of space, and mother fucking time, Fuck it I wasting word play on this hoe, just spin that old shit to remind Nd let’em know. (Bitch you already got smoked like I’m) Demonstration- -Wish Verse- -My Verse- What I do’s subjective, run it wit a fools objective, spit to swap the pot for 12 acre crops, Nd a pool to piss in, (Not) Only thing I’m chasings Wit gin, (Shots) sleep walk these dreamers pissed when, (Squat) u dropping heat, wait I meant nothing, shit lemme jog ya senses, Contents content wit being slept on, all I spit is bedlam, And to contends a two for ten special, like two for flinching, We gourmet, y’all too soup kitchen, Horseplay, getta pinto headless, Pro-pain, like I’m Hank in Texas, hanky pank wit a skank that dresses twice her age, Nd blames the men when I rap shit, now that just impressive, But let me cut the shit cause bx in Nd we done bs’n -BXile Verse- Wait we done bs’n? I just started shitting on "Yes-man" Detesting invertebrates, the Tin-man got more heart in his chest than Health Bars in Possession of Link clones when flexin and questing, Dont @ me dont mention, forget you fuckin know me, dementia, Imma last level boss, you ain't passing like ball- Hoggers, so mad they'd shoot up a mall Caught Roman(roaming) they faĺl, I'm like Trump worst of all when people get too close I put up a wall I'm tearing it down, right here and the now I dont even piss, no room left to stall my Duty to Call out neanderthals Catapult NES-E on the beat like a fireball! YA -My Verse- Boy y’all finna get the venom in a minute, When I’m in it, pen it, main event it main vain when I spit it, Better(Beta) yet I’m an alpha-bet, when I mouth off, Alec Baldwin, Kill’em in a millasec, Gilligan or Shemp, wit a written when you trying to spar, no comparison, You fuckers looking at the boondock saints, Blow y’all’s mind like click click bang, -BXile Verse- Click Click bang, aint talkin a mouse, No PC game, your bodies a house the grim he charge rent, best pay the shit now or the landlord pull up bitch im kicking you out! Evicting em constricting em and “em” is snakes, peep the irony emphasizes how im depicting em ive swam through lakes, and stuck a candle in her cake, that w.a.p. im giving her, she feminine or tough? It make no difference ive been buffed, too good I play the part They couldn’t nerf me wit them fuckin darts The higher ups, what put fear in they heart, Is a hood nigga equipped wit smarts Been a “good nigga” aint get me far, Said whats good? Ill tear ya Bonaparte Dynamites I light with rap, it sparks Making art from blowing shit apart One Big Bang, not talkin bout the start Let shit bang.. Nd now you on a shirt, Them facts you betta gather bitch Or you won’t matter like an appendix I don’t give a fuck. Don’t give a shit, im the comet, now here come the wish -Wish Verse- (Wish Outro) #SYLA @modertor_en @moder_judge_en @rapfamebest #Welcome2TheDemonsLair #RapidFireSpit #2020Heat #2020 #TheRespawns #Rap #WiShABitchWould #RapFame #YouAlreadyGotSmoked