[Intro] The truths are still ignored… The lies are still told… Yet I know why I’m here I stated it before This shows how little your attention is [Verse One] Oh here we go again, same energy, same return You twist what I said just to watch the message burn Called you irrelevant? you reversed it, that’s comedic But your whole defense structure feels repeated and unneeded Lil kid energy, scrambling, trying to spin it Every “win” you claim just starts where I finished You can’t catch a break, you can’t catch a win Every angle you take still collapses within Watch me spin through your statements, I dissect every claim On your block? metaphorical — I don’t need to aim But your whole narrative shaky, barely holding its frame I can map where you lost it (The second you came) Half your content fake news, recycled and abused Same lies re-labeled, just repackaged and reused You don’t build, you remix, then call it truth But I see every layer underneath what you do You used my own structure when you said “go touch grass” Then got mad when I clocked it and called out the past That’s not creativity, that’s borrowing mask Then crying when the original asks for it back Steal my damn lyrics then get mad when I mock you Say you want pressure? I promise I’ll out-talk you Keep running your mouth, I don’t even gotta shock you Just one clean bar and your whole tone I block you Don’t give a damn anymore, you stepped in this zone You walked in a battle, now there’s no exit home I tore that door down, now it’s only unknown And every move you make just proves what I’ve shown [Hook] Oh my fuck, what could this be A rip off reflection trying to copy me Same blueprint, just sloppy, not clean Like a broken replay of what I’ve already been Finding new ways just to mimic the sound But every attempt just falls to the ground Told you your style don’t properly sit Now it’s time I actually slightly commit [Verse Two] There’s a point in time when you make a dumb mistake And the whole damn room felt the energy break Played your diss back, no reaction, just blank Like “this was supposed to hit?” — yeah, thanks I don’t even know if we fighting or response mode Feels like I’m decoding lines in a broken code You thought you could level, thought you could compete But your whole foundation missing every beat Had a fan try to step in, call me clout chasing But when it’s you I respond to, I’m clout shaping Difference is timing, difference is weight You chase attention, I just correct the state [Talk Break] Still never said what you did… Still never admitted you were wrong… I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again… I’m not stopping until the truth gets spoken — not twisted [Final Build] So best believe I already broke the frame Every angle you had couldn’t hold its name Thought you had a shot? now look at the cost Every move you made just added to loss Look what happens when I’m the one you cross… It doesn’t end — it exposes the flaws [Final Hook] Oh my fuck, what could this be A rip off reflection trying to copy me Same blueprint, just sloppy, not clean Like a broken replay of what I’ve already been Finding new ways just to mimic the sound But every attempt just falls to the ground Told you your style don’t properly sit Now it’s time I actually slightly commit
