To Kill A Butterfly (Kendrick Diss)

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Ai_Drake

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Yeah yeah I'm rollin up skunk at a quarter to eight
I chop em in half that's a quarter to eighth
You can't buy this shit I imported the drink
The bottle just came placed the order in may
I don't do the beef but I order the steak
You turned to the person you swore that you ain't
He showed his true colors they wore out the paint
I rip up your contract get thrown in your face
Got money to make, I don't care about the clout
You talking too much close your arrogant mouth
Don't call me for nothin don't care what it's bout
We drop all the bodies then carry 'em out
Yeah we carry 'em out
They playing it safe took the scarier route
I rumble with titans we tear down your house
We knock down your walls and we airing (eren) it out
We airing it out. was talking that shit it's embarrassing now
They stay on my dick apparently
I gotta go and step out of my character now
Yeah out of my character now
Aubrey still wearing the crown snd I am not handing it down
666 need a exorcist that little nigga don't know what big steppin is
Came out the shadows to prove that he relevant
Seen me and Cole running shit like a Peloton
Stride ain't enough to be steppin to me
That namedropping shit ain't impressive to me
You pussy, it took you a decade to speak
The K got a Dot knock your head off your shoulders
Man f*ck all them grammys I'm best in the league
Then y'all can debate about the two or the three
That shock value verse ain't gonna do it for me
I been in the field while you sit in the bleachers
I gave you your start you was touring with me
He pump out his chest trying to prove he elite
My punchlines will knock out that lil boys teeth
Candyman Candyman Candyman thought you a stepper
But I got you lookin real sweet
I'm really like that I got nothing to prove
My legacy legend could never be bruised
That track blowin up & the metro is boomin for mentioning me
I'm the talk of the room, we know you can't fit in my shoes
Yeah f*ck it I'm breaking the rules
I should have left you in Compton
You probably be waiting on tables and serving me food
More hits in the archives than your team has on my hard drive
Did a deep fake for the heart five
Cause you fake deep them ain't hard rhymes
Bitch it's tea time we on par five you don't really rap bitch you part time
I'm gonna live forever through these bars
While you come in number two by a large size

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