lirik lagu jfk – diss-claimer
never been a fella to be down with the mic
hardly ever get the best rhymes down when i write
my minimal effort took criminal effort
call me napalm, baby
cus this burn’s gonna smite
but nevertheless i’m back in the fight
bringing the pain like a cat in a fight
rhyming two words, grab a match, time to ignite
break the chains of the group
like i’m stuck in a loop
til i break and i’m not
cus this sh-t here’s too hot
my rap here’s too fast
these bars are so fire they turn from liquid to gas
i’ma be scarin like sarin with with the mind of mad max
cus there ain’t no rest for the wicked
my only option’s to fix it, hack it, write it, then fail it, mix it, master it
i’m the king, ain’t no discussion
dropping heads like mt rushmore
i’m throwing stones through my gl-ss house and dropping bombs like iraq in a rushed war
but there’s a new guy on the scene
with a complex -n-logy for the fact that my lack of a team is quite obscene
but even on the down-low i still got that boss flow
going makka makka, straight ballin like i’m pacman
makin drama, killer keemstar
on that main flow
killing time until i can drop slow and break things down to a molecular level
to jump in the particular flow
never settling
intergalactic hitchhiker level: rap han solo
with some chewie gum for my breath
yeah, you know that i’m british
i got a flag on the wall there
i got some tea in my kitchen
yeah, i be dropping these b-tches like i’m a startup’s sh-t pitches
bombing like martin shkreli pills
till they get tech-crunched like a four by four
f-ck those b-tches and grills
i’ve got some feels to get off my chest like i’m -ssange in house arrest
sparking diplomatic incidents bigger than benghazi
yeah, cus i’m spitting in the only real language like i’m node js
thinking back a few bars, yeah, that’s a pretty ancient reference
when this fire’s gone chilly
i got less street cred than lily
but i’ll still drop these bars like i’m og up in cdt
got this beat dropping like google versus oracle, you hear me? hotter bars than the sun, but my implementation’s still neat
no copyright when i’m up at night
here dropping bars to this beat
but let’s drop back a second like i’m bungee jumping
talk about andy, while the beats still pumping
his claims are so outrageous, yeah, his flow’s not contagious
his rap’s are just as fire as bo peep is tenacious
they all ‘gon run and they cower, drop you like the twin towers
cus i’m a beautiful flower, until you turn up the power
and then i get the power of presidents
ready to fire some rockets
gettin’ back to the main topic
kick the flow, cus i rock it
i pull the mic out the socket
then drop the mic cus i rocked it
my raps aren’t object oriented, cus money don’t draw into it
i’m purely functional, dropping lambdas like i’m half life
i’m cutting smoothly through your code lines
like a good steak with a b-tter knife
and onto the topic of getting girls
what don’t work is gold or pearls
cus i can ask “do girls like this?”
but the resounding answer of “no” unfurls
like the tapestry of diodes and caps
components in my fire raps
cus when i break someone like andy down, it’s chemical, his bonds collapse
but let’s be honest, when it comes to war, i’m vegan
i’m not after any beef like drinking soylent with some green in
i’m a new guy, just resp-wned
clacking keyboards, like it’s ping pong
cus you’re dropping your memes like a pepe in the gutter
i’m slipping up like freud, cus i’m a clever motherf-cker
i’m dropping gold with these rhymes
spitting bars like i’m midas
and when i rap to the sky the airforce scrambles their fighters
but the reality is we’re living in some dark times
less dollar signs than some php from redmine
and we’re racing to cross the finish, like a redline
with everyone looking for the most likes, in the least time
for the biggest laugh out there, with the least prime
the biggest response, with the least shine
and to end this all, a message, from the uk to the stars
a message i could beam to elon, sitting up on mars
if you’re gonna spit for cdt then make your words stay hot
don’t build your raps like prison bars, and lock them in a box
the end result is lamer than a doge in two-sixteen
so go sit in the corner, cus i own the cirque rap scene
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