lirik lagu mysonne - litty/zeze freestyle (joyner lucas diss)
(it’s jp soundz)
why you mad at me cuz i tell you the truth
that you lost goin’ bar-to-bar with an r&b n-gga (huh?)
it’s a whole different level of lyrics over here dog
you don’t want to spoil me n-gga
you spit that cute sh-t and i spit that mucus, i’m sick
b-tch you’re a pocket confucius
you just be rhyming they know you won’t do sh-t
they know if they try me i’m probably go’n shoot ya
lucas you stupid, yeah i took your song
i made it better ‘cuz you did it wrong
you made it seem like the black man was weak
so that i had to tweak it and show that we strong
you had it seeming like we couldn’t even read and write
couldn’t believe it, i was watching the tv like (what?)
he had the white supremacist calling this black kid all kinds of n-ggas
then i found out that he half white (oh), now it makes sense
he a mixed kid caught up in the matrix (right?)
he was raised in the ‘burbs around nothin’ but white racists
so all he learned was black hatred (for real)
all his songs reinforce black stereotypes
i mean, even his hero is white (my name is)
he don’t know where he belong, he been lost in the dark so long
i’m just tryin’ to give him the light (for real)
you nuttin’ but a gimmick, you an eminem mimic
got a whole lotta flow with a little bit of lyrics
you make a n-gga head bob, soon as he hear it
soon as it goes off, boom they forget it (haha)
my lyrics be touchin’ a n-gga’s sprit
incitin’ to recite as soon as a n-gga hear it
gangsta sh-t, it tears, so they really can’t bear it
i give ’em that pain, that sh-t’s been generic
this is rated r, versus pg (uh-huh)
this is the >❓❓< vs pc (for real)
this is the lyrical professor with a master's degree
goin' against a n-gga that barely got a ged
ya'll know you and seein' me
with that fast cat in the hat rap
and the black mask strapped to the backpack
with five >❓❓< rap
he say sh-t like that, and ya'll act like that sh-t cray
that sh-t is wack, that sh-t ain't lyrical
my sh-t is poetry, my sh-t is biblical
sh-t i be sayin', you cannot explain
more than a gift, my sh-t a miracle
i am just here to do god's work (that's all)
and get you n-ggas bar work, so i'm gonna k!ll 'em today
then i'm back to the front line tomorrow, my job is hard work
you see the difference (what?) you gotta listen (listen)
see all of these bars like i'm in prison?
do you hear the kinda entredres i'm spitting?
i'm the future and i'm cheatin' like larsa on scotty pippen
ya'll n-ggas forgettin' i'm the motherf-ckin' goat? (i'm the goat)
spittin' nothin' but bars you that can quote (you can quote)
n-gga colder than winter without a coat
he said he wanted smoke, well n-gga i'm at your throat
like, like, like, like the adam's apple
take 'em to church like a tabernacle
same one that hyped you on the 'gram that like you
gonna be the same ones laughin' at you
this a grown man, vs a boy, it's a loaded pistol vs a toy
it's a n-gga with jokes vs a n-gga with quotes
it's a truth vs a motherf-ckin' ploy
ain't no one illa, a bar-for-bar k!ller
i'm here to break down all these >❓❓< you build up
joyner is scammin' all of you n-ggas
his song be 10 minutes, 9 minutes be filler
(what's that?) just a whole lotta words (oh)
buncha nouns no verbs (uh-huh)
i can't front he got a whole lotta views (what?)
that's just proof we got a whole lotta nerds (ha ha)
>❓❓< street dudes to g's
n-ggas on locks, they use to move the keys
i did this so every one who roots for you could see
unguarded,>❓❓< ain't sh-t you could do with me
now this is just a warm up but i swear if you reply you a goner
go ahead, you can play if you wanna
and i'm on ya, like a f-ckin' piranha
joyner, next time you gonna f-ck with a lion
make sure you got a will, and you comfortable dyin'
troy k!lled you my n-gga, i ain't bein' biased
whoever tell you that he didn't they lyin'
they just tryin' to ease the pain
i'm tryin' to teach you the game
while establishing that we ain't the same
can't compare him to me (why not?)
cuz the n-ggas are lame but i kinda like his raps, so it's a shame
i gotta k!ll him (k!ll him) but i can't front, i kinda feel him
but he was talkin' all greasy, i gotta k!ll him (i gotta k!ll him)
anyone of you n-ggas could go with him (i k!ll him)
come on, my n-gga, this is warm up
don't play with me man, we different lyricists
cat, hat, mat, pack, i don't do none of that
you cool tho, flow be hot
i f-ck wit the flow, i be mesmerized with it
i be listenin' to the words like, yeah, when you write that sh-t down you ain't really saying nothin'
you know what i'm sayin'?
tory k!lled you, but i k!lled tory
tory don't be talkin' that "america" sh-t
don't start no canada vs america sh-t
i k!ll you too, n-gga, stop playin' with me, n-gga
you know what the f-ck i doin' here
don't be mad at me because i made your song better
you wrote "i'm not a racist", had a black n-gga lookin' scared
i try to help you, i ain't mad that i ain't discover the song
you mad cuz i did it better, ha ha
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