Wannabe RAP GODS GET RAP’D ON”

(Hook – Rapid Fire)

I’m on that top tier, no cap here,

Both y’all washed like last year,

Say my name once — I’m right there,

Turn Slim to smoke, K-Dot to hot air.

I’m the motherf***in’ wave they can’t surf,

Bury two legends, one verse — that’s light work.

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(Verse 1 – Slim Shady Diss, Explicit, Fast Flow)

Yo—

F*** Slim, I’m spinnin’ the block, I’m loaded, I’m locked,

You yell in a booth, I talk and it pops,

I’m chartin’ while you barkin’, you stuck in a box,

I’m the wolf in the room, you the dude in the Crocs.

You still talk s*** ’bout your moms and pills,

I’m countin’ these Ms while you count cheap thrills,

You the past, old man, you ain’t got no kills,

Your best s*** dropped when we still had Trills.

I move silent—sniper, precise as a dart,

You loud ’cause your punches don’t ever hit smart,

You rap fast, cute—now watch me rip apart

Every syllable you built like a discount chart.

Whole catalog aged like expired milk,

I’m draped in silk, big deal, top-bill, no guilt,

You swing wild, boy, I’m smooth, well-built,

Your best lines feel cheaper than a knockoff quilt.

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(Verse 2 – Kendrick Diss, Explicit, Faster)

K-Dot—

I ain’t duckin’ no smoke, I inhale that first,

I’m the motherf***in’ flame you afraid gon’ burst,

Every time you drop an album, gotta prep for the worst,

’Cause the whole damn world gotta decode your verse.

F*** all that riddle rap, get to the point,

I’m the type to turn a classic to a burnt-out joint,

You disappear yearly like an unemployment point,

Then crawl back out when you hear my voice anoint.

I’m big business — billboard, worldwide steppin’,

You the underground king in a basement session,

I’m the one your whole city treat like a lesson,

When I speak? Every blog start typing a confession.

You say “big steppin’,” but I run that race,

Put the whole West Coast in a f***in’ neck brace,

Every flow you invented, I remix, erase,

And drop numbers you could never even chase.

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(Hook – Faster)

Top tier, no cap here,

Both y’all washed like last year,

Say my name once — I’m right there,

Turn Slim to smoke, K-Dot to hot air.

I’m the motherf***in’ wave they can’t surf,

Bury two legends one verse — that’s light work.

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(Verse 3 – Final Killshot / Double-Time)

Look—

I’m the GOAT, I’m the pen, I’m the check they sign,

I’m the throne, I’m the crown, I’m the top-floor shine,

Y’all mad ’cause I got what you lost in time,

Tryna bark up a king? Better walk that line.

I’m the storm y’all pray don’t spin your way,

I’m the hit that plays every goddamn day,

I’m the flash, I’m the blade, I’m the finesse sway,

Y’all two just noise in a hallway.

Yeah, Slim tantrums, Dot vanish,

I manage damage, cause panic—

God damn it, I’m the planet

Y’all orbit while I expand it.

OVO giant, f*** your static,

My status crafted automatic.

Y’all classics? Cool—

I’m f***in’ galactic.

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(Outro)

No heroes left.

Just a hitmaker in a room full of ghosts.