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the finale - g-lock_off_rappad lyrics

(part 1)
my flame is new, and y’all the boomers, so go to your made bed and f*cking lie on it
i’m comin’ at you like a tiger and you’ll burrow, though ya not lsu or educated, so get back to special ed
shavan got h*lla nerve, imma burn down yo life before you get too stressed
he deleted his account, but i won’t spare eric*so*dope/jason_the_pest
shoutout to annika, the woman who cooked jason and finally burnt all of jason’s false confidence
and mothaf*cka didn’t even come close to winning or even being compеtent
your ego far beyond crispy lеvels, wanna go back? get an unbiased conscience
lonely and bullied, closest thing you had to a friend was a f*ckin’ level 1 clash of clans goblin
first, let’s go on shavan, who know how long till this mothaf*cka goes back to speakin’ bullsh*t?
wait till he fights my glock four times, mc and rapid fire, beat this hoe with one bullet
i’m the master (card), for all the attention got, he soon gon’ need to give me change and credit
committed fraud by lying on his stupidity, and that’s something he soon gonna need to admit
this pathetic excuse of a human wanna battle me after him bein’ a p*ssy for 3 months
worldwide like the uk, throw you off this sh*t after spillin’ the tea, you lil’ punk
and then you’ll join jason and interstellar up in the atmosphere, off here, you lil’ f*ck
and golden too, i know you got mad by wealthmasta, and you’re also the real ‘giant cuck’
mothaf*cka was too f*ckin’ scared to even feature me in his diss
and don’t pull an originalg and say you don’t want me rep ‘cause n0body proppin’ yo sh*t
actin’ like i can’t take no heat but you bring no flame or critics, only thing you can take is a d*ck
you may not need to worry about gettin’ a girl since you already turned into a fat b*tch
musicbizmarty’s banned, but here’s some more facts about him that are true objectively
he got smoked by me lyrically, which translates to an ass*whooping physically
this ain’t a new language though on google, it’s just plain sk!ll, that’s a guarantee
he was probably hotsanta on a new ip and he broke guidelines technically
he also broke the pole and himself and gotta break ai girls ‘cause of his minuscule pole
anybody else could give a girl a whole, and as for being pathetic, that’s your only whole
your l*st finna get yo ass burned twice in h*ll, and neither you or satan got soul
santa’s the one gettin’ a delivery, but it ain’t from amazon, he’s also the one burnin’ like his coal
actin’ like y’all big shots, the only big shots you truly get is the one goin’ through yo head
livin’ rent free, y’all soft like pastries and i bein’ cookin’ and makin’ all the bread
though you eatin’ all of it, i make racks and shoot you up, and i ain’t need beef to be fed
and y’all betta look at you bleedin’ heads, and i don’t give a f*ck that it’s makin’ y’all egos red
(part 2)
hoes be getting ma*dd, the way they be actin’ so stupid convincin’ me they drunk
they betta hope the breath test passes, they high as f*ck, but ain’t in standing or the trunk
better steer from me, y’all better pray you ain’t get locked, or ya boutta get gunned
the hate is locked onto ya and it don’t unattach, gotta run since you can’t punt
gettin’ bulldozed, though y’all prolly from texas, otherwise y’all woulda been aborted
f*ckin’ texans, or the procedures were mixed up, so i’ll run you over like an angry h*rnet
chew you up like gum and i won’t swallow in the stupidity, so now imma send ya ass into orbit
once the dust settles, they knew i came, and the aftermath be lookin’ horrid
needless to say, all my opps with braincells finna get put in they f*ckin’ place
but maybe not the stripper wit’ a gambling addiction, his sanity’s at stake
opps betta not crack the eggsh*lls, no employment, but y’all ain’t gettin’ no breaks
or should i say privileges, school y’all b*tches, and no cheating to get those good grades
y’all suck at rappin’, golden is a lie, so stop puttin’ your name next to eminem
or is chatgpt givin’ you a hand after the slaughter? your disses may not even be genuine
actually, no, ai is not that dumb, taking the l is not that deep, already showed yo maximum
no effort like green screen kids, get of yo mom’s ipad, and do the bare f*ckin’ minimum
you puttin’ minimum or maximum effort? either way, 101% of yo raps are garbage
put in one too many hoes in way, crawl in wit’ venom and that sh*t’ll become lyrical carnage
honestly, i’m pretty impressed some of these hoes even built the f*ckin’ courage
to openly sh*t*talk me, kinda like your d*ck*riding express y’all got, mental drainage
their stupidity is so concerning, they could be broken and better be shipped to a mental asylum
before they sink too low, i’ll turn all the tides to flood you like poseideon
when it come to common sense, opps gonna storm and rain, it’s clear they ain’t enlightened
you shouldn’t even have a cable, call it a crime when you lose oxygen, though no verizon
or should i say horizon, ‘cause y’all blind as f*ck and y’all finna get stabbed wit’ glass(es)
though common sense ain’t in yo vision, make you crash out when i pull up on yo ass
from yo blind spot, get sent to icu after the collision, and n0body will be sad
shoutout to wealthmasta, and yes, i’m aware he’s makin’ half of you hoes mad
y’all f*cked wit’ the worst guy possible, now say your last words
kinda like the opposite is your second mistake, first bein’ yo birth
y’all can’t seem to accept the facts, that’s textbook delusion, on da test, don’t the truth hurt?
sittin’ on yo desk mindless though young but in 6 years i’ll win yo mom midnight like the turks

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