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Gawne Wanted This Diss
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VI Seconds
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I'm putting an end to that right now You see luke, there's levels to this sh*t my n***a And today, I'm going to show you and everyone that loves you the difference between us You said the loser have to get in a bodybag Go ahead and jump in This is what happens when you box with God Luke Gawne done jumped out the window Actin like I'm one he can handle Rappin in front of a Double Rainbow To rappin in front of a Double Barrel All that "flippity skippity" boutta get dismantled See his body rapped up like Roman Sandles Make em see the "fire work" with no Roman Candles Once I'm at(@) him Luke Gawne(gone) like his Twitter handle This n***a don't got bars to stress Tryna box with Gawd gonna cause distress He wanna make rap great again? That's gon' start when I cause your death Who really told this man he nice? Reaction channels got this n***a bugging Easily impressed by a chopper flow But when we Genius this "genius" he saying nothin This n***a must have an urge to die Luke I'm flattered I'm the first you called Boutta leave your body in the nicest Crypt Cause when I heard you on the cypher I turned it off Now this muhf**ka wanna pick a fight Cause I'm what he can't stand since I'm built the nicest Boutta sit this boy down, little featherweight n***a With a jaw made of glass, you ain't built for Tyson Unless it's 50, that's a fair fight lyrically By the looks of you, he got you physically Damn shame, this was your campaign Fans bubbled up and saw me bring their champ pain Dax takes time to talk to God. You f**ked around now you battling one Seen you got a song with Slaughterhouse! Now you getting hooked and you'll dangle in one n***a you not in my league, and that ain't a secret Stop throwing rocks at the sun, son, you know you can't reach it This is the smoke your were seeking, but you ain't got the lungs You struggle and choke when you breathin, why wouldn't you run? n***a you not in my league, dying in front of your fans They watching and just can believe it, this wasn't part of your plans I been up working and starvin Just waiting for someone to bring me my food And got presented a small fry, I guess I'll settle for you f**k you gon do? All of that chopper spitting, up until you get Tec's to your booth Better than who? After this ass whoopin all your fans gon be questioning you "What did you do? I been reading your lyrics and frankly I feel like VI Seconds was right" n***a goodnight When I gave you a good one to compensate for all the bullsh*t you write See I start by revealing em then I pull up with the mill You the Goat? I'm West Indian, that makes you a meal Put a clip in his mandible, hope he gets a taste for steel n***a he think he intangible? b*t*h f**k how you feel
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