[Intro] Yeah... You wanted AOG? You wanted a filthy scene? You better pray I don't know your real name, bitch. Shhh... listen. [Verse 1 - Slow] You asked for smoke, now you got the whole crematorium, fuckboy, You thought you had bars? You got a fucking Buzz toy. I'm pen-lethal, ten levels above, you barely ten years old, You rap like you got a dick in your mouth, tryna suck a note. Think you hard? Nah, you soft, Charmin, toilet paper tissue, You the type to talk shit on a track, then delete the issue. Ur mums knit is a flop, before it ever even started, You ain't next up, you NEXT TO GET WASHED, discarded, retarded. You got no hits, no clique, no shit, just lip, sinc got no grind, no shine, no spine, you just bitch. I ground you, motherfucker, grounded like your flights cancelled, One line from me, your whole life's been fucking dismantled. [Hook] GROUND! Face down, eat dirt, stay down there! GROUND! You talked big, squirt, you can't make a sound, yeah! GROUND! One shot, like flirt buried, no rebound, yeah! GROUND ZERO, bitch - this is where you get FOUND - six feet UNDERGROUND! [Verse 2 - Double-time Rap God flow] Okay look, sippin' on venom, spittin' this sinister shit, you innocent bitch, You think you infinite? You finite, minute, finished, diminished quick, Flow switch, no forgiveness, I rip it, you mimic, you gimmick, you mimic this shit, I been it, you pretend it, you rented, you ended, your image is shit! You fuckin' fuckboy, fucked up, you suck-suck, you nutless wonder, You want beef? I bring butcher knives, gut you, cut you under, Your girl said you rap? She laughed, said "that's cute, that's how you hustle?" She fucked me to your own diss track, said "now that's how you fuckin' muscle!" You talkin' straps? You never even seen a scrap, you pussy, you bluffin', You talkin' stacks? Boy you broke as fuck, you borrowin' from your cousin, I don't need a gun to body you, I just need a fuckin' beat and a mic, Lyrically murder you, leave your body on wax, every word is a knife, right? [Verse 3 - Final Burial - Slow it down] So let me be clear, you fuckin' parasite, you career suicide, You begged for this grave, now lay in it, suicide - no, homicide. You ain't competition, you a fucking intermission, I just ended your ambition, your tradition, your whole existence. You wanted next level mega? Bitch this is GOD LEVEL, You wanted grof? I wiped my ass with your whole level. No rematch, no sequel, no "run it back", you done, One name off the list. NEXT. [Outro - whisper] stay down
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