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[Verse 1]
I’m ’bout to call em out
Rappers is fake, they in the game for dollar amounts
Get money, smoke weed, fuck bitches, follow the crowd
Y’all dickswallowers hollering loud
My bars hard, that’s what the art is about
Y’all are retarded
Goodfellas, drop the mic and face it
Your shit sucks; my flow’s amazing as grace is
[Verse 2]
Good rappers in the 803, I’m the only one
You tell me “diss a rapper, ThugDub” and it’s done
Sneaky C, I think you’re in denial
It’s bout time to take shortstop out your bio
Please come back and battle rap
I’ll snap your cracker raps in half
Goodfellas: last in this motherfucking rap class
[Verse 3]
With the pen you’re antonym of Eminem
I’m lyric public villain spitting venomous carcinogens
You’re a whack rapper, I’m more accurately B Rabbit
Drastic actions have me kicking ass like bad habits
I’m above you like the attic; face it, you’re the basement
Remy, you get one line—you’re fucking basic
[Verse 4]
You call yourself a rapper, but I haven’t heard three real bars
How you gonna beat me, Sneaky? You can’t even beat a charge
All you got is shitty raps and mini gats and shitty tats
And 50 packs of loud, man I still hadn’t heard a fucking sound
I’m similar to Kendrick and I’m crazy, young Jay Z
You’re just a zero in the middle of the 83
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