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lirik lagu wealthmasta - prepared to cull

[intro: fallsway]
“x factor, i’m so sorry for dissing you, and making false accusations
your all really nice people…”
‘ah, maybe i need just a lil more attention.’
~drops anotha diss~
//b~tch you got no humility, and can’t stand by your word. f~cking beyond sad

[verse 1: fallsway]
stop and listen, yo i got a proposition
drop the dissing and stop chasing the top position
a bunch of cold souls living in some hot conditions
giving you the possibilities they gotcha wishing
for the fame and the gold, to be gaining control
but the payment and toll, is the claim on your soul
feelin drained cause they stole what you came with and rolled
leaving you with nothing but the pain you withhold
the same road, you’ve been going in circles
but you know you can’t stop, cause you know it’s inertial
and no one is merciful, so don’t take it personal
learn to bе versatile, observе it and burn a bowl
turn your whole perspective into that of a detective
ward away the bad, like a dad that’s too protective
let live and let die, we all just try to get by
don’t assume you’re more important than the next guy

[verse 2: nickshady624]
who you think you are, comin’ at my crew?
b~tch, i may be new, but i’ll still leave you black and blue
black sheep makes an easy target, let me go and get my true
big blue, go “pew!” and have you dropped in two
seconds flat, i don’t need a track, a verse is one and done
you can’t rap, you’re wack, b~tch, you’re just a bum
you’re either on crack or smack if you think you can step to us
i’ll whack your b~tch ass, now, here’s why you suck:
one, you’re a motherf~ckin’ narcissist
two, you act like you spittin’ fire like an arsonist
three, you’re just makin’ a scene like a dramatist
four, half your sh~tty lines contradict each other
five, you’re incompetent, six, you’re r~t~rded, b~tch
seven, you can never have peace, just wanna politic
eight, you don’t belong here, you’re a colonist
nine, you’re talkin’ in circles, be a columnist
ten, your diss tracks sound like playground insults
so i’ma kick your ass ’til you can taste my insoles
your beefs don’t go anywhere, i’ma show you results
about six of them from my c~cked back pistol, get smoked like crystal
[verse 3: rapboat]
well look who decided to pretend they’ve got some remorse
only to go right back and drop another lame ass diss after you said no more
but then your thirst for clout couldn’t sit still, you’re about as sincere
as a used car ad, acting like you’re the second coming of something severe
yelling top 3 like anybody outside your fantasy land gives a d~mn
let me hit you with a dose of reality, you ain’t even top 30 and that’s a fact
you’re not the goat, you’re not a lamb, you’re not a black sheep
you’re a loud little creature howling for relevance you never received
it takes a special kind of stupid to come at my team
you knew who you were swinging at and still couldn’t land a thing
all you did was write your name on a list of walking ls
you want eyeb~lls, that’s why you throw shots in every direction, can’t you tell
that the only thing you’re pulling in is pity and cringe, boutta be a vegetable
you’re outclassed, your downfall isn’t just inevitable, it’s scheduled
you’re a stain on the name of this site, plain and straight
ain’t n0body makin’ sp~ce for your bassless takes, you made a grave mistake
you’re brainless, tryna invade a domain you ain’t made
for, with lines flatter than a pancake on a plate

[verse 4: wealthmasta]
alright, b~tch, i said i would ignore your ass instead of a response
then you started trash talking, you know we’re getting this sh~t on
b~tch, you’re messing with the wrong folks, i got weapons in my palms
stepping with my squad, p~ssies wanna fafo but we’re never gonna fall
you’re so fragile, i smacked ya, you couldn’t even handle half the smoke
that’s facts, so quit cappin,’ oaf, sn~tch a bowl and then i grab some apples, bro
and add some flour, but f~ck an apr~n, my flight path ain’t landing, hoe
but i’ll let you be the pie~lot, cause if you think you boutta crack x, you’re being irrational
me against this sk!ll~less cheapskate is like rudy vs. wilt, what i’m say~
~in’ is basically that you got k!lled, and you’re gay, so quit milking our gang
your entire career is built off our names, so how can you not at least feel a bit lame?
and guilty, ashamed cause the guild that you hate is the same f~ckin’ guild that instilled all your fame
yeah, boasting and claiming you’re the greatest in the whole godd~mn nest
and don’t go and attempt to pull some fake ass quotes out your head
b~tch, you tried to take every x factor member’s votes and declare them faux
so explain that bro, the haters are a plague that i’m prepared to cull
cause i’m a bounty hunter, and you getting folded, that’s the way i roll
so when you throw in the towel, it’s just paper yo, but either way, you’re terrible (tear~able)
[outro: wealthmasta]
thought you were done dissing, b~tch
too bad you don’t know how to keep your mouth shut and stfu
now f~ck off p~ssy

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