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gawne died today - vi seconds lyrics

(intro)

you are nothing like me n*gga, and there will never be a day, when n*ggas say we’re in the same league, and i’m bout to f*ck. you. up!

(verse 1)

n*gga, please get this through to your head i’m already, kickin your body to make sure that you dead. leave me alone, before i end up, up in your face dax name on your tongue so much, you know how he taste, shut up, you ain’t nothing complex to decypher i’ll shove your body in the same fridge i had on the cypher shockin, dragged em cross the floor, and this actor want static now i’m aimin at ya roof since you like rappin in your attic you’re soft! chest pumpin, now gawne at seconds like it ain’t nothin but a *pop* to leave em gawne in seconds you stepped to me first, got laid out on ya back in a second you food! you back for seconds? i’m back for seconds. we different! baby nf, wannabe shady i cast a shadow on this n*gga so he wanna be shady gettin exposed, you thinkin that you slayin something? you cowardly dog, we heard you, you ain’t sayin nothin n*gga. i see you came for a fight, don’t say nothin that you wouldn’t say while up in my sight. i was tryna chill, ain’t tryna take more enemies this herb, got me here with black airforce energy fans buggin like, you ain’t get stretched before, ya’ll won’t see g with a w n e more head shot, your mind mush, medics carryin your brain, you ain’t get here with grind, you were carried off the names that you love to be around, got some nerve to be actin hard you clean cut, a clean cut, will give you your first battle scar. watch your tongue you don’t know what i might do, i’ve smacked plenty of n*ggas that looked like you, since high school. you’ll get hooked to wires, and ya jaw gettin strapped. you got quality production but your bars never match. you can gold plate a t*rd, but it’s still gon be sh*t. asked the world for competition and it showed me this b*tch the irony. this goes how against i’m livin my life, be flattered. i don’t invest in the same p*ssy twice but you? really feel like you got somethin to prove, you just somethin i’ll move, cuz i got nothin to do, for real. scru, please tell this n*gga to quit it, not everybody dies, you did and i didn’t you trash. the consensus is you f*ckin suck, watch your mouth, i’ll actually f*ck you up! n*gga ya’ll don’t think i top gawne? ya’ll gon see your top down, poppin at your top gawne, whoever on ya top down, ima leave his top down, leavin with his top down, the only options cl!ckin ti’ll your box drop down n*gga. face the fact you are not a threat, seems like that brain injury did something to your common sense. you tryna go through that again? having to learn how to get your fingers moving again? he got me shootin again, d*mn shame i got an l to give, all that home schoolin couldn’t f*ckin teach you etiquette. cuz you ain’t dyin with grace, you better book fast, it’s sayin something when your fans are sayin that you look bad. this ain’t somethin n*ggas do to themselves, you dropped nuclear, and ended up nukin yourself, loser. i ain’t want this call to duty, he would call me the n word, on call of duty and sh*t himself, when i get his i.p address n*ggas think you tough? then, i need fact checks. you wanted this and got popped by a wordsmith leavin with the goat head like, baphoment worship. i put a spark in you and you had to recharge that battery in your back gon get me a battery charge. there ain’t nothin positive, when i,m speakin on you frontin like you i’ll ti’ll i put that fever on you i don’t mind the lisp, it’s easy to spit in your face my t**th? like your vital signs, i keep them sh*ts straight. you a clone of muhf*ckas that you’ll never amount to you don’t have a quality, that we’d remember about you there ain’t sh*t that make you special, i wish you could sing, i could k!ll you now and the game, ain’t losin a thing you mediocre at best, i got a rope for neck, the next time you think of suicide i hope you invest. you a little n*gga thats gassed by some numbers tryna rumble. your father ain’t teach you i’m forcin you to be humble like d*mn. i am not them n*ggas that you talk about you say the wrong thing, it won’t be safe for you to walk about p*ssy! i’ll do more then drop you if i strike, when your manager robbed you he should’ve robbed you of ya life! once upon a time there was a n*gga named gawne who would do anything possible to get views like a don, hop in anyones beef, hop on anyones beef, calls himself the goat, his fans never say that he’s wrong, his head filled with delusions, and he fakes like he boss, not really a winner but won’t ever say that he lost think he better then he is when droppin his songs, and got sent straight to h*ll, when he stepped to the gawd, found out you just stupid but i heard that you’re fearless when i’m through with you they’ll really need to blur your appearance. take this as a life lesson, we nothin the same, there’s somethin ridin shotgun to make you stay in your lane, thought i was a game? guess this girl wanted to have fun, said i’m blueface? b*tch i’ll choke you ti’ll you have one! put the sh*t in quotes if he say he “undefeated” it’s a great day on the site once his channel gets deleted n*gga gawd

- vi seconds lyrics

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