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lirik lagu lord lhus - dooin dissin

yea
creek squaddddd!!!
mean words
creek squaddddd!!!
we clout chasin’
creek squaddddd!!!
turkey creek, bear creek
what up?

how yall losers gonna diss the king?
church paved the way for yall
you cowards yall shoulda kissed his rings
watch me flip the scene and burn yall up like some nicotine
i’m sick of all you f~cking d~ck riders sliding up reveling things
like ya confidence levels and testosterone low
i’ll let yall know right now yall acting like hoes
yo! get the f~ck off his d~ck you lame b~tches
his paint picture worth more than your net worth, insane innit
but yall been hating for a while on the low
and i’m the undеrground underdog letting ’em know
nonе of ya flows could ever come close to me
much less upchurch i’m coming in wild and blood thirsty
none of you worthy in a underground booth
how yall dissing the one country rapper that tells the truth
is it money? is it jealousy? yall got a crush on him?
do all you jealous rappers wanna bust a nut on him?
i don’t know but sh~ts gay and i care what you say
none of yall got half the sk!ll and got carried away
let’s bury the weight, i’ve felt the disrespect for a while
madam calhoun acting like a crybaby child
like he p~ssy whipped, losers in the room trying to bully sh~t
f~ck you and brodnax too i had the tool equipped
so it’s a good thing you calmed down
things coulda ended a lot different you little punk clown
and i’ll still come right to the stage at your next show
sn~tch ya mic and leave you afraid, you shouldn’t engage
honestly you’re not even good
so take that tough guy ghetto shot back to the hood
understood? …good, who next to catch the heat
i’ma give it to that fat canadian merkules
why you jerking d’s? hittin’ upchurch with a diss
how much jelly roll pay you for that wack ass sh~t
you remix b~tch, man n0body gives a f~ck
when you diss the king of the south from the land of cunucks
what the f~ck? we got banana clips and blue genes
keep your fat ass in canada and eat ya poutine
this is routine, it’s not a new thing
i’m been diss you since before it was a cool thing
you scared to respond, you know what i’m on
i’m on that f~ck you and and keep it real style that’s beyond
anything that yall could fathom as i’m landing these bombs
watching the egos explode after dropping this song
i’m preaching these psalms, because my scripture never catch edits
wack pheasants, heed my words like jesus christ said it
…i’ma butcher dustin bl~wj~b pusher
he got an odd job watching his wife get f~cked by suitors
that’s the rumor, heard you a cuck and like it masked up
projecting on facebook fantasies getting ass f~cked
this village idiot don’t got me started
i asked hickerbilly to make sure you wasn’t r~t~rded
you coulda fooled me boy, shut up and get your sh~t straight
go kiss your wife and then tell me just how my d~ck taste
i got a big heart son, i don’t hate you
but if we was in prison together i’d f~cking rape you
i’m not a fake dude, take the escape route
before i catch up and squeeze your neck like a grapefruit
you just can’t rhyme like justin time
i got my hand on kimi ass with a bottle full of shine
…no love, i’ll slap you with no glove
you scarecrow lookalike online fake thug
i can’t take it you corny and i heard you a rapist
i got pictures of your baby momma naked, face it
you can’t test me it’s a sin to step to me
i was never feeling none of y’all like skin with leprosy
i destroy my enemies that’s my main initiative
while yall play victim online because y’all sensitive
did the mean words hurt? yo did i be embarrassed sh~t
ill impregnate your girls and force out the miscarriages
rich regal i ain’t forget you clown
should had minded your business but i gotta hit you now
you look disgusting and ya flow plummet the pen
i’ll have you sh~tting out that hole inside your stomach again
you little b~tch, you could never catch my flow
so keep that white trash garbage sh~t up in ohio
…you got weight, but don’t carry it well
you about as real as a rape charge from katie noel
i’ll drag yall to h~ll, make yall apologize for disrespect
ya pen neglect is obvious i body this with a thin regret
to any one of yall feelings p~ssies i seen worse
a mean verse traumatizing yall with some mean words
i’m putting rappers to sleep like narcotics
breaking the image of punks ass rappers like marcotics
you rusty b~tch, talking hard but still ain’t saying sh~t
riding dusty d~ck for a diss song who you playing with
that’s my brother and i’ll slap you for him
calm down, he straight and don’t want you to be his girlfriend
so back down you little twerp ass clown
i’ll slap you in front of your kid and make ya wife bow down
i’m smooth scaring ya, breaking down all the barriers
airing you out online until you lose character
…cause none of yall got nothing on me
i’m the appalachian emcee scoping yall through the trees
yall shoulda known better now yall targets to me…
none of you clowns would get down to some real ass beef
so keep ya mouth shut unless yall wanna diss back
but ask shocka hustlemane how i murdered a diss track
acal ain’t hard, quit lying/
in his mid life still writing love songs to ryan
little side b~tch, real emcees don’t feel him
in his feelings, caught a black eye from nashvillian
i ain’t holding back! this a war that yall started
now yall got me involved grab my sword for the slaughter
swinging! just like a pendulum but aimed for the necks
for anyone that’s mentioning my name with disrespect
bring it! i never started nothing but i’ll finish all of you
i’m calling you all out with the bait so i can slaughter you
b~tches think they can embarrass me with my nudity
but hop d~ck to d~ck for a chance at opportunities
watch me screw with these sensitive country rappers
yall ain’t even from the country how you claim country rappers
in fact, most yall can’t even rap or chop down a tree
a bunch of oxymoron on tracks, the audacity!
to me, i don’t respect nonna yall
with my goons in the same room making funna yall
with a gun to draw, and all of yall are target practice
but you ain’t hard, and that diss is aimed at tampa
do the math cousin, i’m pulling weight where the trailer stays
name a day and watch me turn rappers to my trailer maids…
yo pun intended motherf~cker
creek squaddddd!!!

i don’t care how many views you get
how many fans you got
you’ll never be as real as me
now go bow down to some bigger rapper or bigger artist
for an opportunity because your music sucks

respect to playboy the beast, curtis ryan
yardcall, dusty dial, king k!llumbia
all my brothers that don’t bow down
to these rap tyrants and d~ck riders

- lirik lagu lord lhus

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