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shit for him - b-ly & willfake lyrics

[verse 1 : b-ly]
‘fore i tee some vitriols off
are you sulphurous? acid rains, pours rap
diss you? a trivial stuff
piss you off, what a pity, you run out of tissue
better kiss your own shitstained -ss, they miss you
they kick you, fat bish, by the 14s we had beefs
not intendin’ to be sadist, rapist or racist
fit in your levi’s was elaborated as crystal lattice
fuckin’ injure my pelvis, imitated elvis
you rap like a turn-to of two selfish ladies
predict that verdict’s endless, stay hellish
and a hiphop duo became your pet peeves?
must be a french-kiss from paris when you spit this ‘cause you suck
blow more d-cks to train ya
man, you’re on the rag? your tracks smell fishy as shellfish (ooh…)
then i see you expunge your wellness, hope your ex punch ya by the face with a bailer
helpless, like i’m in memphis as gbrand wore black jacket
he looks fucking ridiculous than jack black
it’s tetris we play, bad-ss, but i keep blockin’ your pathways
maybe censor ya with a fuckin’ catwang
scathe ya till you live in an ashtray except if i ate ya like a satay
b-tch, swim and drown to pathaya than lay down the rigmarole
also sluice that ordure stigma on your charisma
now i’m comin’ for you, equivalent as barbed echidna rolled
bombard and form a symbol of zigma, smothered with krisna shorts
the whole game aims you like a dart, i’m darth vader, invade the chart
way easy shootin’ till i’m at a loss to start, i was born being nanny mcpee’s warts
comin’ cold for a something hot, call it swag, shit, my dog wags
you might lag and wave a white flag, right f-g? you choke for a sight gag
just on friday the 13th, i’ll lambaste you with a peppersprayed fried egg! (gee!)
finna fight back? but you fuckin’ seem murk, where’s your light at?
we ain’t scoutin’ for attention, this one’s vendetta looks like
he’s reciprocatin’ redemption, motherfucking studio’s like a detention
we only give you a tension, animosity in your retention
at least i made your abnormal tumor’s prevention, oh, i forgot
you possess brain, mr. brain? feel a little pain by that hook, pussy peter pan?
grimace for your fiasco to entertain, you add words like scissorhand
growlin’ innerman, victim of down syndrome, man?
better ingest any motivational lyricists or discriminants unless you’re from ku klux klan
name these bartenders, get boozy? you’re higher using vocoder like airlines from kazakhstan
but you ain’t even co-pilot, should i manage? ah, fuck it, don’t act weirder than ambarita!
so i came up shining but not as stand-up comedian as you did
see two kids in the corridor? that’s what your nightmare would be (oh my gosh!)
cordon bleu, is it raw or a1, let alone wagyu? or probably chateurbriand
no matter what’s the beef we create, you’ll get fucked too!
take a heavy sigh, relax and exhale, this sardonical fencing sword will not get impailed
to your back, for your fucking wisecracks, sidetracks and vortex in your cortex!

[bridge]
yo, yo
remember when i kick the shit outta you?
goddammit, man, take it with no pinch of salt

[verse 2 : willfake]
a beggar with empty brain, his name’s gbrand
his song ruins membrane, i’d rather listen to nidji band
the fuck you act like a captain?
bunch of plaques you don’t even attain!
his sk!ll like my d-mn tanktop that’s preshrank
it’s like i got gps, where the fuck your head’s at?
oh i forget then, i just stuck it up into slut’s rear-end
better rearrange, how’s life?
you obtain much faux pas, think you beat me with no power
i’m venomous as a cobra, this boy’s high like his poppa (the hell he likes oppa?)
people need to know that you ghost-write
you text me to write you down, that’s no lie
gbrand, don’t defend it when you actually depend on me!
i’ma be number one and you change a prerequisite
and you did it ‘cause i wield the english, bizzare!
ain’t ya? you ain’t czar!
tryna thwart and start the war with me?
nah, i’ma wolf your fuckin’ b-tt down like jacob
and whole your fuckin’ nut cut then jacked up
his flow’s slow like a turtle, i guess he got toothache and doesn’t gurgle
and he’s too sweaty ‘cause his underwear is purple! (akhhh!)
fix your attitude, i’m back at it, dude
i don’t know how the hell it through
fuck it, before i drop blu-82! (boom!)
if i give my lyrics to you, you will take mine
not even a credit i grant, you fake line
fuck blackminds! sure be cool if you did like blake
i ain’t thinkin’ this is dandy and fine
this guy couldn’t buffoon, lemme slap ya with my spoon
hope he goes down like a lead balloon
a tune from you that i couldn’t attune
you need to check a man that is named rainmanrapper
he’s makin’ inspiration, you eject the mental with your rejectamenta
bloke with a mainstream voice, i guess you’re proboscis monkey from d-mn rainforest
no boss is ornery, c-cky and then frozen
you’ll get hit by e5 shinkansen train, croaks
praise a dreamlife for producer, doesn’t gbrand seduce ya?
you k!ll the beat but he’s a drop in the ocean
wait, fake rappers? so i’m a fake rapper, eh?
right, fake outside, the realest inside, ho
now you think that’s innuendo, b-tchy whore?
i’m super mario from nintendo 64
you are a donkey kong who turns spanish
lemme replenish you as a cuisine when i’m famished
he’s fuckin’ vanessa hudgens in high school, yeah i’m menace
you’re rhymin’ as fuck and they will love it
i adjust my rhyme like monkey d. luffy
antediluvian stuff, my vicious rap ain’t as easy as the muffin
your brain goes vice-versa like the eye of bojana danilovic
quit recordin’ claptrap song, here i hear faye wong
you ain’t wrong, so why do i diss you, hey boy?
you know that we are ed and bruno
i boo no gbrand, you got kudos
sorry for our words, the hiphop duo
fuck it, let the disc jockey know this diss’ joking!

[hook]
don’t give shit for him
our shoes ain’t gonna fit for him
even bulbs can’t get lit for him
and here’s a hit for him

[outro]
that’s all kidding, gbrand!
man don’t be pissed off!
i like your songs, bro!
that’s just a little tale i made!
yo, would you diss us back? diss us…

- b ly willfake lyrics

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