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Nuclear Victory
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Dizzee Rascal
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Part I Keep on saying you the goat, you ain't had no ma**ive feat You should slow down on the dissing Hear you struggle on the beat Really talking about dreadful, your diss was like Master T Don't forget you got involved just because you asked for beef So stop talking bout the views stop talking bout the clout Like how you got an empty stomach with all the bullsh*t in your mouth You always talking bout the filler like all your disses tell the truth Like why you ain't counting the times where you admitting that you lose Why you capping bout the smoking that's an overused bar Well that ain't really a lie you higher than your grandma 6ft in the grave, b*t*h don't make me dig it deeper Why you capping baby goat you a completely different creature Your daddy takes away your juice, he should take away the mic When all you saying is they using me and fat jokes is all you write Why you really f**king acting just like you is making hits How's he gonna win this battle if lies is all he spits Yeah you is super hot, that's why you so f**king slow You only thinking that you fire cuz Viz d**k down his throat You ain't talking about the style because you know that it's true You had to change your whole style because they all laughed at you Your dad helps you with everything damn you really his son Like you obssessed with my music bro you really my son If I kill you on the beat I guess you won't see the suno Only lies on my name you always jumping the gunye Yeah you really ain't the strongest you ain't hold no weight I've put this baby in his crib, yeah its time to behave You really talking bout mature like you ain't being late You a one trick pony falling off just like you skate Part II I get it you love me But you don’t always gotta b*t*h about me Just to win a f**king battle Spit some real sh*t instead of just weight Talk sh*t after we left the community that’s hate K, I’m dissing goat but where are his rhymes? I don’t know he’s missing them Criticize me for hanging out with a racist But you hang out with people that take everything to heart That say fake sh*t just to make us look bad That leak private sh*t just because of a diss That act so tough on the internet That make jokes about serious situations How you gonna say you have a life When you just sit on your a** talking sh*t about others Forget about who? I’ll forget about you just like your dad When he only mixed one song for you Yo Seven minutes with just fat jokes And backstabbing bullsh*t I can say whatever the f**k I want To your community Backstab who? You used Weeb to backstab me And tried to turn my friends against me Always repeating bars like I expected better from a guy who claims he’s a goat How we snaked you we was never homies, bullsh*t lies Trying so hard and you still dying Always stalking in my server you the real Myers I ain’t in the mood just for you to talk about food Defend yourself instead of needing a community to do it for you Goat you ain’t back your friends You ain’t back the sh*t you say when you grab your pens Say some random sh*t then you say it’s a hit Stupid a** b*t*h overhypes just cuz it’s one of his songs Yeah the f**k is wrong with you hiding behind your spam channel so your real life friends don’t see f**ked sh*t you’ve done How the f**k are you saying "gang gang" You're not a gangsta You're not from the hood You live in California Bias to yourself in your own healthbar Stealing Revi's fat jokes because you couldn't think of your own We never used Niblo, stop f**king lying No new sh*t, just f**king reb***als F**k you and Weeb Brun you now go ask your dad to mix another song He ain’t gonna fix sh*t Destruction but you ain’t blasting we still lasting Half your part about me was just the beat come on Goat You ain't winning, You were never a King stop acting But it’s ok, I win round three GG b*t*h Part III Just a baby acting like he's great Talking about food well here is a taste OF YOUR OWN MEDICINE You look like benjamin b***in You look like your parents are cousins I can't tell, are you too short or is you ducking YOU IS F**KING DISGUSTING Talking about my family You aren't manly to ever step toe to toe Use your friends, so your channel grows Makes sense now why this kid is slow Rhymes the same word so he can flow Still short even when he is on his tippy toes I AM IN GOD MODE So start the stanning F**K ALL YOUR PARENTS Your whole life is now transparent This kid couldn't resist Using my face in every diss 4 years and acting like I never changed I will leave you rotting in your grandmas grave You little pipsqueak even your younger brothers voice sounds deep Compared to me you is a nobody Talking about weight But your grandmas casket Hold none Atleast not now Or ever I ain't giving you no more forgiveness Its all severed Funny how my meme tracks sounded better And now they don't Switching it up, wait was those the lines that your dad wrote Oh now it makes sense I could cost a dime and make more cents Even when I almost went homeless, my parents could still pay your rent Dodging and weaving like floyd Just a little kid that left everybody annoyed This is warfare and I am gonna deploy Calling me Thanos because I am "snapping" on you Like your father should Because your a child doesn't mean you are in the child "hood" Santas coming in, so you better be good F**k "Patrick" he ain't the brightest "star" He easily gets manipulated, I'm sorry but all that sh*t talking Leaves you eliminated, I'm irritated Fed of with this community Sin name public and doxing people No point of being reborn, when your down right evil Stomping on you like a beetle Making sure this is lethal This is your death Now take your last breath Sour kid left with patches, smoking him to "ashes" Go and ask trey to get the ash tray Talking wordplay and end up getting your a** played Im sick of it Autistic b*t*h Talking fiction and never listening This is your end game Who else do you have to blame Is it the person who created your name Staying as a baby because you will never really grow up What's the point of even acting tough Making me "the joker" but ended being the bigger "clown" Baby goat got bars and he spits em at the playground No one needs to battle baby, we aren't here to play around Delete your SoundCloud Me f**king your mom is the answer I swear goat I won't give her cancer Hah that's a lie You deserved to be chastised Changes his name when he gets criticized I beat the person you try to beat in beef Made a whole site that lasted a week Hehehehe Beating him hard than his dad Oh my bad Did I leave a scar Did you a**ume I would just leave you alone F**k no I am tearing you apart I'm not done Revi gonna turn ya mom into a nun She running from me I am the god you see Revi stupid a** don't believe in science In the back of the cla** being quiet Omg the big kids are fighting Revi so scared of the truth Say he will kill himself But he scared of the noose Spitting lightning bolts on the booth Call me zeus son, this gruesome Sounding like he finna kill himself on His new song I am the god and you is a fraud I am your teacher, don't speak until told Like Brunos granny, you are too old To be dissing little kids Just a bunch of carabids Nobody caring b*t*h Friends with a lie and snitch And his mom is a witch Its not time yet, you aren't dismissed Until your dissed I'm not f**king done I'm like hopsin When i hop in Better rapper than those folks What bunch of f**king jokes Took 2 months just to throw some shade He's now above the f in the grade Because i went solo Now you got a halo With the tornado, messed with kentucky Now this storm is getting ugly Like ya mama Dissed him so many times, now he got trauma Parents so white, they voted for Obama Talking grammar like why you forgetting the comma He like Eminem but more femienme I swear he's like karen feminist He probably "pro" test, but you is a con Ressurecting like James Bond Sh*t getting bloody Now I'm getting your moms tampons Back to "con" instead of "pro" Now its "contest" You can't even beat me at my worst Now I leave you in a hearse This is not even my best So stop all the stress My last diss track was just test You having good flow is non-existent Its not even realistic All b*t*hes trash this is so simplistic
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