Libra
Wyler Adair
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I know I've been absent But the game is off balance I'm feeling like Thanos Ay Pump, Xan, Purpp, Mosey Yachty, Keed, Blueface, Tracy All the shit you made yeah it's all fucking lazy You don't have a clue about what you're doing maybe You need to go back to highschool crazy I do this shit on the daily You can't run it round here The war has begun And you're getting outdone Let's start it right here Gonna make you all disappear Racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks, bitch Ay, spent 5 racks on tax Ay, and I didn't get it back Ay, all that was a joke like your tracks Ay, I'm just spitting the facts Ay, your tracks don't slap Ay, they just make me wanna nap Ay, you deserve a slap Ay Yeah, we get it You got racks but it's pathetic You flexing, I don't get it Your brain needs a medic You don't deserve any credit Now go jump on Reddit I don't like you, that's obvious You're fucking obnoxious You're fucked in your subconscious Yeah Xan, you haven't left the pram Still acting like a kid goddamn Yeah, this is your exam Shoulda never left Cos now the monies falling down Ay, your music still doing shit Can barely even listen to it Makes me wanna commit After having a fucking fit Yeah Hospitalised for hot cheetos You've got no amigos Your careers hit a new low That's all for now, adios Yeah Purpp, shouldn't even be in the game Should be in prison The music is still the same Flex here, flex there But ask yourself, does anyone care? You careers been down to Pump If it wasn't for him you'd be in a slum 5k first week, that's weak Your career now looking bleak Yeah Mosey, listen closely You just got a trophy Worst freestyle on XXL Now your egos dead and frail Hair looking like a mop You deserve to get dropped Music so shit it's turning people to K-pop You're gonna end a flop Never make it to the top Cos you're gonna get cropped Ay Yachty Let's have a party End of your life Got the coffin ready I bought you a teddy I know you're young in your mind I know your relevancy has declined LB3 worst album for me Please don't release another, teehee Your careers about to drop Next record will be a flop Cos no ones gonna cop Ay Keed Come off the weed And let's agree You need to quit Cos you ain't fit To spit A verse You might be cursed I'll call the hearse Money grow old like grandparents It's transparent Your raps are errant Put down the pen And let me say amen Before we go again Blueface Deadface Fuckface Yeah You ain't got no intellect You should get your brain checked Cos you're about to get wrecked So let me go and collect All your shit and inspect You don't deserve no respect To keep it Benjamin Frank Your raps be smelling stank Your face won't be of rap Your mouth be spewing crap You deserve a slap All round you're a fucking rat Tracy You're lazy You look a little hazy Work on the wordplay a bit Then the bars won't be shit It's time to admit You need to quit Put down the pen And don't make me do this again
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