We all got niggas doing bids "Mr. Wishheart
It's not cool to use another nigga's as a threat tho'
I said you a b****, I heard a seven man echo
You saying I hustle, my source for currency coke
They saying you never moving it and currently broke
And you risk doing crack time and hang around black crime
Just so you can have something to say in you rap lines
u may be married to beyonce my guy
but aint mr worldwide
u aint mr 305
u aint been nominated 143 times and won 46 times
Your bars are pathetic, senseless anti-semetic
Took ten years to drop your album and your boss had to mend it
Put a verse on every song to try to save the s*** you wrecking
You the prime exhibit of the rhyme deficient
You got controlled when you did a song with Sean and Kendrick
u may be married to beyonce my guy
but aint mr worldwide
u aint mr 305
u aint been nominated 143 times and won 46 times
You a snake, a phony, a liar
After that wendys album you were on fire
But now you Disregarding an important movement
Because the numbers on this new check look stupid
Your bars are pathetic, senseless anti-semetic
Took ten years to drop your album and your boss had to mend it
Put a verse on every song to try to save the s*** you wrecking
You the prime exhibit of the rhyme deficient
You got controlled when you did a song with Sean and Kendrick
Jay Electronica
Your bars are pathetic, senseless anti-semetic
Took ten years to drop your album and your boss had to mend it
Put a verse on every song to try to save the s*** you wrecking
You the prime exhibit of the rhyme deficient
You got controlled when you did a song with Sean and Kendrick
Best post.
Amazing
Dam homie, back in the unit you was the man homie
But now all i see you is talking s***
You even brought the mic with you
Singing a lullaby Just to get clipped
When you talk about new rap being s*** it’s kinda cute
No acceptance for your old man views
White kids look up to you and think your cool
When you dissed Wayne back in 11 you done made a fool
We all got niggas doing bids "Mr. Wishheart
It's not cool to use another nigga's as a threat tho'
I said you a b****, I heard a seven man echo
You saying I hustle, my source for currency coke
They saying you never moving it and currently broke
And you risk doing crack time and hang around black crime
Just so you can have something to say in you rap lines
Pusha
rainbow hair painted by skittles
better then all you babies and littles
chase clout like a sprinter
spread lead on you like glitter
money coming in thru the printer
poppin pills don't be bitter
rap back call the baby sitter
Dam homie, back in the unit you was the man homie
But now all i see you is talking s***
You even brought the mic with you
Singing a lullaby Just to get clipped
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