Amethyst the Dragon - Jett Filmore's Diss

Rap, female vocals, dark, violin, rock, scary, techno

[Intro]
[Spoken]:
Yeah, yeah!
Jett Filmore's on the mic, y'all!
Mane, you might wanna sit down for this one!
Ha!

[Verse 1]
Mane talks big, but the facts don't fit
Every time he brags, it's a total miss-hit
Says he's runnin' the game, says he's number one
But when it's time to compete, he starts to run
I stay focused, I stay on track
While Mane spends all day talkin' smack
Claims he's a legend, claims he's a star
But everybody knows he ain't gotten that far
You flex online, I put in the work
You look for shortcuts, I never shirk
I'm buildin' a future, you're chasin' a trend
By the time you catch up, I'll be around the bend

[Chorus]
Step aside, Mane, make room for the queen
When I grab the mic, hear the crowd all sing
I don't need excuses, I don't need fame
I just show up and win—that's the difference, Mane
Step aside, Mane, the scoreboard don't lie
I'm soaring like an eagle while you're wonderin' why
You can keep on talkin', you can keep that game
But everybody knows who's ahead, Mane

[Verse 2]
You said you'd beat me, now that's kinda funny
Like buyin' a treasure map and finding no money
You keep makin' promises, none of them land
I'm stackin' achievements while you just stand
Every challenge comes, I answer the call
You trip on the first step and blame it all
I'm not even angry, I'm just amused
By the way your big plans always get confused
I stay cool, I stay calm, I stay ready to go
You spend half your time puttin' on a show
If this was a race, I'd be laps ahead
While you're still trying to find the starting thread

[Chorus]
Step aside, Mane, make room for the king
When Jett grabs the mic, hear the crowd all sing
I don't need excuses, I don't need fame
I just show up and win—that's the difference, Mane
Step aside, Mane, the scoreboard don't lie
I'm soaring like an eagle while you're wonderin' why
You can keep on talkin', you can keep that game
But everybody knows who's ahead, Mane

[Outro]
[Spoken]:
No hard feelings, Mane.
It's just rap!
Jett Filmore, signing off!
Mic drop.

2016/7500

[Intro] [Spoken]: Yeah, yeah! Jett Filmore's on the mic, y'all! Mane, you might wanna sit down for this one! Ha! [Verse 1] Mane talks big, but the facts don't fit Every time he brags, it's a total miss-hit Says he's runnin' the game, says he's number one But when it's time to compete, he starts to run I stay focused, I stay on track While Mane spends all day talkin' smack Claims he's a legend, claims he's a star But everybody knows he ain't gotten that far You flex online, I put in the work You look for shortcuts, I never shirk I'm buildin' a future, you're chasin' a trend By the time you catch up, I'll be around the bend [Chorus] Step aside, Mane, make room for the queen When I grab the mic, hear the crowd all sing I don't need excuses, I don't need fame I just show up and win—that's the difference, Mane Step aside, Mane, the scoreboard don't lie I'm soaring like an eagle while you're wonderin' why You can keep on talkin', you can keep that game But everybody knows who's ahead, Mane [Verse 2] You said you'd beat me, now that's kinda funny Like buyin' a treasure map and finding no money You keep makin' promises, none of them land I'm stackin' achievements while you just stand Every challenge comes, I answer the call You trip on the first step and blame it all I'm not even angry, I'm just amused By the way your big plans always get confused I stay cool, I stay calm, I stay ready to go You spend half your time puttin' on a show If this was a race, I'd be laps ahead While you're still trying to find the starting thread [Chorus] Step aside, Mane, make room for the king When Jett grabs the mic, hear the crowd all sing I don't need excuses, I don't need fame I just show up and win—that's the difference, Mane Step aside, Mane, the scoreboard don't lie I'm soaring like an eagle while you're wonderin' why You can keep on talkin', you can keep that game But everybody knows who's ahead, Mane [Outro] [Spoken]: No hard feelings, Mane. It's just rap! Jett Filmore, signing off! Mic drop.

0/500