D-gaf gon drop that wordplay, have them judges in a comatose,
But lyricsm aint how many ways you can fucking stretch a homophone.
Fuck breakdowns. Fuck judges who don’t know shit about judging.
Fuck this forum, the silver name and people thinkin’ it’s something.
I hate faggots like you.
Real talk. I aint laughing. People need to know this shit,
Cos you aint obvious like Eedee going round this place uploading vids.
Instead, you hide on this forum. Too cool, buddies galore.
All rubbing ya four-inch to Em rhyming with orange.
Tryna make it, thank god rhyming better's the solution
“Nice verse, man, your multis are definitely improving”
Go and diss my grammar, wont be creative at all m8
Been in the closet so long, that you can’t even walk straight
You’re so goddamn plain, if I blocked your name
And saw you made a post I’d think it’s SliK or solace, m8
You fuckin joke, a trendy poster isn’t offering shit
The gun is holstered, when exposed you’ll say it’s gotta be “hip”
Start bashing Em, but all his older shit is great and intricate
So if I'm “m8” just flip the 8 until his fave is Infinite
You ain’t gone win this shit; you blend in with the crowd really well
You jumped around the underground until you found where somewhere else
A rabbit race, this cat’s a snail and isn’t battle prepared
You quoting slug is ironic, you cant come out of your shell
Can’t find no personals, this verse is an elaborate centerpiece
And the purpose proves you weren’t cool for lacking identity