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JayEm & Mat-Baller

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You say you the real king of rap
But you got no bling and you can't even sing
You may have that big ol' ring but it's obvious you got that off of Temu
Your raps so bad you might as well remove it entirely off of YouTube
You ain't gonna be the next Ice Cube
You say we can't rap but all your verses were crap
You fell right into our trap
But I'll prolly take a nap cause I can write better bars even while I'm on Mars and I won't stop dissing even when there are flying cars
And we'll sure smoke you like a cigar
You said we thought we ate damn straight
I licked the whole plate
You said you don't want a response after that abomination of a rap maybe give up and get your education
Cause this diss is about to embarrass you in front of this whole nation
That's just me according to my observation
This whole song is just one giant violation
You suck not to be critical
How can you not even sync up your own video
Thought you was black not to be stereotypical
You supposed to be good at rappin'
Better tune up those lyrics before you come at us
Cause my bars will hit you like a bus
Hard and fast hitting you out of the park
I'm the strongest alive just like my name is Clack
All y'all said my lyrics are trash
But all y'all whack niggas are ass
(Wait did he just say what I think he said)
Yes I did cause I'm white Mexican and black
(Well I already knew that)
Bet you couldn't tell
That's just typical
How you gonna come out with a music video with the Vita watermark at the top
And not expect your video not to flop
It's like you didn't even spend three hours in the workshop
But no matter what you know we always come out on top
Don't even come at us with another shot
Cause I got rhymes for days
Just go back to hanging out with the gays
But even then they think our song still slays (slayyy)
I know I'm a baller
And we know you have more balls than me because my balls are sitting in your mouth
You sitting on the bed praying to God you don't choke to death
I just realized you get your sucking power from your mother it's hereditary
If you don't know what that means better search it up in the dictionary its necessary
Because that's the definition of a fag
I don't mean to nag but all I speak is facts
Yeah you may be verified but I ain't terrified
Don't worry cause we'll get so famous we'll be televised
This whole performance will leave you electrified
And we dissed you so hard you'll be petrified to even come out with another diss
Maybe this time you'll abide to what we say
You may have friends who say you'll be a hit
But we know that's lies no matter how hard he tries
(Ay Mat he said you couldn't do that fast verse)
(Yeah he really be doubting me for real)
(You should deliver it to him)
(Alright I gotchu)
You realize your real eyes can't see through my real lies
You first place loser while I am the grand prize
It's your demise
Better prepare for your funeral
You runnin' out of breath better get your albuterol
You crazy like free for all thinking you can take us on
Look I am the smarts
I am the brawn
Wake up at the crack of dawn
You crackin' jokes you crackin' not you crackin' gone
You think your a technician turning your lyrics on and off to get better
But we made it to the Grammys cause we got the letter
You think your all that but your really just as soft as a feather while we're tough like leather
Said my moms a baddie
But you haven't even met her
You so lazy
Your thumbnail is a stock image of a microphone
We were expecting to be blown away but instead were met with disappointment
We could've coined it as the worst diss track to ever present
By the way we got forty six percent more views on our first rap than both of your songs combined
Looks like you didn't eat
Barely got a tiny piece of meat
While we're sitting here feasting like royalty
This diss is the literal embodiment of animal cruelty
And after this diss we'll be reading your eulogy
Yeah we really did murder him with that one
Well we did what he couldn't
Oh by the way
Your fit wasn't it
Plus youse a hypocrite
You know it ain't getting lit
'Least when your around
Last thing
You look like the offbrand Chase
You say that ain't the case
But somebody's gotta put you back in your place
Alright I'm outta here
And Lil Lijah
You know we jus' playing

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