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lirik lagu mac lethal - tom macdonald is a nazi (2024 diss)

[part i]

[intro]
let’s be clear about one thing
you started it, you sneak~dissing p~ssy
hahahahaha, oh my god
i thought it was funny too
we already squashed this, dude, what’re you doin’?

[verse]
here’s a backstory
a couple years ago, tom macdonald got his feelings hurt
and made a track towards me
tried to diss me in a rappin’ war
tried to bait me into goin’ back and forth
but i really didn’t have the passion for it
so i made one song, and i had to ignore
i don’t wanna sound rude, i just think he’s mad corny
i didn’t wanna give it energy
a transphobic, h0m~phobic culture vulture

isn’t worthy of facing me lyrically
but i’m gettin’ tired of watchin’ this dude embarrass hip~hop’s history
and the other day, he dropped a new song
and for some reason, he was dissin’ me
fine, fight, contract, sign
normally, i wouldn’t pay this any mind

why the f~ck you mention mine?
i’ve been mindin’ my business, i’m buyin’ some property
why are you dissin’ me? why you take shots at me?
man, are you buyin’ prescriptions again?
is it lines that you’re sniffin’? it’s gotta be
f~ck it, ding~ding, let’s begin, you got weak skin
we followed each other on ig, we dm’d
we even agreed that we would be friends
thomas, we already squashed it
last time, i took the high road
this time, i’m gettin’ toxic
first off, your music sucks
you’re goofy as f~ck, your beats are trash
i bet a million dollars cash that i could easily beat your ass
your girlfriend is a skeezer with diseases, she got fleas and crabs
she used to go to russell simmon’s house and eat his ass
nova rockafeller (hahahahahaha), known for rockin’ fellers
she was a groupie over at death jam and a ho at rockefeller
you nerdy cuck, i wouldn’t touch that dirty sl~t for thirty bucks
you’re not even in the top ten rappers your girl has f~cked
oh my god, she’s v~g~n~lly infected, i’ll get back to her in a second
first, i’m smashin’ you on this record
i’ll punch you so hard you’ll see three of me
you’ll say, “hi, dave, hi, dave, hi, dave”

“i donate my money to veterans”
okay? what you want? a peppermint?
don’t complain about it, just do it
quit patting yourself on the back for the camera lens
you’re just doja cat for n~z~s, a feminine racist on every beat

f~ck everything that your lame ass do
if dave matthews had a braid and a face tattoo
and made a song called “if i was a g~y black jew”
we would all be like, “hey, that’s you”

you’ll never f~ck with mac
look at this blond b~tch surrounded by shirtless african~american actors
what? you ’bout to get gang~banged in a episode of blacked? (hahahahahaha)
your fans cheer when planes fly over gaza, droppin’ bombs

you a fake fraud, poser, liar, charlatan, and grifter at heart
you have no f~ckin’ dignity, you’ll do anything just to get on the charts
b~tch, i’m a star, kickin’ these bars
burnin’ this body, i’ll rip it apart
tom, did you call yourself the white version of kendrick lamar?
talkin’ like you kick down doors for the indie movement
b~tch, you stole that same blueprint from rhymesayers and strange music
i paved your road, real indie since ’01
now i’m marvin g~ye’s father, i’m k!llin’ my own son
[part ii]

[intro]
there’s a story ’bout a boy named tom
he had a rich dad and a racist mom

[interlude]
nova (daddy)
here, nova (daddy)
come here, girl, sit
aww, good girl, here’s a treat (daddy)

[verse]
here’s the truth that you can’t run from
nocando told me, “when you’re fightin’ monsters, don’t let it make you become one”
your ego’s too big, it’s gotta be deflated
tryin’ to say political rap is a genre you created?
you gotta be f~ckin’ kiddin’ me
you ever heard of ice~t, ice cube, immortal technique, x~clan, or public enemy?
of course you haven’t, you know nothin’ about the culture
second amendment right, guns comin’ up out the holster
put the pistol in your mouth
“name one song off illmatic before i pull the trigger” (“i can’t!”)

and now you’re gettin’ toe~tagged
on every single song, you use that same dead flow
your girl’s like emilly willis, a braindead ho
i shoulda known that you’re a d~mn snake
the type of person that’ll look right in a man’s face and offer him a handshake
call a truce to clear peace on the landscape
then diss his family life just to entertain your fanbase
on god mode tryin’ to rap like jesus
but in real~life, you act like judas with p~ssycat~like movements
i feel like caesar gettin’ stabbed by brutus
but i got whiplash, so drums make me smack my students
youtube diss tracks, they really ain’t my vibe
when i battle a rapper, sh~t, i’d rather do it live
i’ll bet fifty thousand bucks to the charity of your choice
that you won’t look me in the eyes and put clarity in your voice
and say the things about me that you said in all your diss tracks
when i’m a foot away from you, and you might just get b~tch slapped
sh~t, we could battle on king of the dot
your girl knows all those dudes, she’s seen all their c~cks
we could battle up in canada, right in your hometown
i’ll let you pick the city and venue it goes down
and i promise i’ll get a bigger applause than you
because in hip~hop, there ain’t a bigger fraud than you
i went on tour with d12, those dudes are my new friends
they showed me some video you made for eminem
they told me they were in the studio with slim when he watched it
he cringed, and he cut it off thirty seconds in
eminem doesn’t like you, he does not respect you
you made a love song about him, beggin’ him to peg you
have you noticed that publicly he’s never even mentioned it?
i’m sorry buddy, i know that’s not how you envisioned it
you thought he’d call you like, “hey tom, it’s slim shady
you’re so controversial, how are you this crazy?
you wanna make a song about how transgender men are pretend ladies
and all the lib’ ladies havin’ mixed babies?
and how the mexican border is being invaded
by woke palestinians causin’ inflation?
we’ll call it “white boyz, pt. 12,” it’ll be awful”
and the grammy goes to eminem and tom macdonald
i’m sorry that you didn’t get to do a song with your hero
at least you got to do a song with ben shapiro
the dude that censored candace owens’ views quick
and he tried to see rap music isn’t real music
and he tried to say that p~ssies aren’t supposed to get wet
“that song was so controversial and over the edge” (i’m kidding)
n0body cares about your facts or your feelings

you make rap tunes for white~trash inbred people
that snort crank in dirty~ass gas station bathrooms
people who shoot ar~15s in classrooms
that never heard of nas, del, wu, or black moon
you make music for people that hate black dudes
people that huff gas fumes, got barbed wire tattoos
people that say the n~word while playin’ call of duty
people that buy a case of bud light just to shoot it
incels that are terrified of s~x
and people who pay money to be verified on x
people that say, “now, normally, i don’t like rap
but this tom macdonald dude is great ’cause he ain’t black”
i rewrote this diss three times, kept throwin’ out the verses
punchlines weren’t cuttin’ it, needed substance and some purpose
i realized i needed to try to cut beyond the surface
and instead of murderin’ you, maybe i could be of service
you constantly just brag about the ways you feel yourself
it’s obvious you’re losin’ your battle with mental health
tried to fill the emptiness in your soul by gettin’ wealth
but the money, fame, louis, and gucci, it didn’t help
you need to go to balenciaga and get a belt
put it ’round your neck, kick out the stool, then k!ll yourself
you need to put a gun to your head, then drill yourself
’cause to yourself, you’ve never revealed yourself

[outro]
maybe your best course
would be to tread lightly

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