DISS YOU

..there’s a place of heaven and hell where there’s a goose that lost it head your words spitting arnt even a rap more then jsut some dump and pity some faking your rhymes and starts slurring your lines trying to be like me higher then the block and midnight sky

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…higher than the block and midnight sky,

You chase my shadow, call it destiny, I call it try.

Your cadence cracks when pressure hits the room,

I breathe the beat, you trip on every move.

I don’t borrow voices, I design my own,

You stack excuses like they’re stepping stones.

Every bar I drop got weight, got proof,

You swing at echoes, I deliver truth.

You talk numbers but you don’t add up,

I talk legacy, let the math erupt.

While you rehearse the pose, I set the pace,

Different league, different time, different space.

I don’t bark loud just to feel seen,

I let silence cut where your words get weak.

You want my lane? You’ll stall out quick—

I don’t diss for clout, I diss for skill.

So keep that talk in a smaller room,

This stage too bright for a borrowed tune.

When the beat goes quiet, remember this—

I didn’t end you…

I outgrew you.