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Lifeless (MTS Psycho Diss)
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Snoop Dogg
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(VERSE 1) JJ all on ya tongue think this man prolly mad When he left us in peace, he left you in a body bag Say I’m begging for attention, clown, I ain’t never been there That seems to be your mission, pullin disses out of thin air Then you talk about my dog, lack of sense is apparent I just make a cringy joke about my sister and the ferret How I record without consent? I was recordin’ in my house Your career's getting lynched, with that Mortem in your mouth Trent check ya facts, what war did I make? Trent, you’re all cap, diss was 4 minutes lame! And your trash diss even had Sin appalled Your basic lines about Ruben didn’t make sense at all And I don't need proof when their’s witnesses Trent Constantly cappin on the beat, think this kid is just bent I been rappin’ better and you mad, you a hypocrite You trash down to the letter, and all yo disses finna miss Mark gon need to carry harder when I’m through wit em Your a liar and a phony, it’s clear you’re the true victim (VERSE 2) Trent, you’re not even average, you could never beat me No original lines, all I heard was repeats And as always you pick the worst outta the free beats You could never last, kid, this battle’s too easy You’re tellin me that trash really took you like 3 weeks? And I’m reviving your career, kid you really just owe me How in the world is you goin’ off beat on a slow beat We see through the bs and da lies you tell Declining for 3 years, don’t pride yourself Speaking of da lies, that was trash, unclever Stop doing emo rap and get your act together And ya tough act, ain’t worth nun G Cause when I come around, you start duckin me And when it’s confrontation, you let the vibes hit You ain’t no real thug, You Mark’s sidekick PUNK And you really up here dissin’ me, tell 4 What That’s product of the anger you’ve stored up And then on the track you let 6ix greezy carry you Your lack of quality is the only thing that's scary dude Don't do music, you're not good enough Mad cause your channel’s not lookin’ up Talk down on the community, your opinions means nothing right Act high and mighty, when y’all the that's ones duckin fights And in more years y’all gon be in the same spot You and Mark say the same lies, soundin’ brainwashed And Trent’s gettin’ desperate, look how heavily they searched Even had ya boy try to hand me some fake dirt And every single time you spit, your booth is almost dying Fact your insecure is the only truth your hiding And he thought he was liked when everybody hates em And wait, are dissing me or the character I made up And every small thing you’ve blown asunder I’ll compare you to the plane the way you’re 6 feet under I think you should learn a lesson here Trent If it don't make dollars, it dont make sense (CHORUS) If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense So don't kill game, let the pimpin' commence If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense So don't kill game, let the people, commence If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense So don't kill game, let the pimpin' commence If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense Because you gotta give it up to the crown prince (VERSE 3) Time to finish it off, this where dude gets killed Why you rep Chicago, you live in Louisville And let's bring the fact you fake ya freestylin’ Duckin’ rap battle VC's, dawg, you vile man 7 disses losin’, know you butt sore dude Faked a guy’s death just to try to get more views Goat ignorin’ you, he got better things to do kid Diss his Grandma, at least she's not as dead as your music Yeah we played the same games I don't wanna hear it tho The difference is I stopped being cringe 2 years ago (ACAPELLA VERSE 4) Actin’ thug when you ain’t never seen no gore Mad cause Niblo don’t mess wit you no more Your career ends here, you couldn’t be far Don’t talk about my family, when your bloodline birthed a bunch of retards And as far as my family, every last one would body you You wouldn’t even freestyle against 1cy, VC, gotta call you out, if not you’d pull The card that you beat him when he ain't even know you still had a grudge But when we pull up to VC’s with the judge All you do is duck How do you feel? Remember how you’re such an idiot you said my brothers weren’t real? Bet you got nun to say now I’m done Btw Sin said keep his name off ya tongue
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