Not The Same

By 22 Cabbage

Released on May 19, 2024

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[Verse 1: Lil' Blackout]

Yo, Lil Anj B, you ain't big in the game

Tryna make flows, that river don't row the same

Covering hits, but you ain't got the style

Your originals are trash, they ain't even raise a smile

You're short in stature and your talent's the same

Claiming you're a rapper, claiming that you won't fail

Stick to the covers and try making your raps in braille

Your rhymes are a joke, get your head in the zone

You say you’re a star, but you're not in sight

I’m the sun in the sky, you’re just a flickering light

You think you got bars, but they barely land

I crush your whole set with just a singlе hand

You think you got applause, but it’s just a dream

You’re living in a fantasy, nothing’s as it seems

I’m thе real deal, I'm bringing the heat

While you’re stuck in the kiddie pool, barely on your feet

Lil Anj B, you ain't no threat

You’re just another name we’ll all forget

You think you're fly, you think you're a hotshot

But in this rap game, you've just not got

Your height ain't the issue, it’s your lack of skill

Trying to spit fire, but you’re catching a chill

Paracetamol, you might need that

Install some auto-tune you need that

You’re an imitator, not an innovator

Riding on the hits, but you’re just a faker

Your covers are weak, your originals flop

Your time in the spotlight’s already set to drop

Think you’re going places? Better change your route

You're engulfed in this darkness, there's no light to guide

You rap about dreams, but you’re stuck wide-eyed

Cabbage wins in a clear landslide


[Verse 2: R!THV!K]

Easy easy easy, this our music

You ain't never tight

Even with your bars makin sense you were never right

Taking shots at HID, all for fun, it's just for the fight

22 boutta cruise, just wait for my spotlight

He tense with his broken lens

Cut off all his hair (sorry)

Once, with no little sense, crying its no fair (brother)

Trust, we just having fun, cabbage on the run (thats it)

Even if you dunno whats happening its already done


[Chorus 1: 22 Cabbage]

Lil’ Anj B you’re inhumane, we are not the same

Back yourself out or i’ll put you back on the flame

Rewind, 3 times, nah brother no way

There’s only room for one of us to get the praise

Lil’ eyesight doesn’t look like he apologising

Spittin straight garbage, yeah your bars look traumatising

Centralising, energising, compromising, galvanising

Levelling the playing field, yeah we’re out here equalising


[Verse 3: Fonzy]

In a world full of cruelty im keeping the peace

The beef is lit but its gonna have to cease

Just like me in this battle, keeping it niche

But the anger increase, oh please

I don't have to spit bars the beats do it for me

Shooting my shot and yelling out three

Cabbage told me to write some disses, I disagree

Angelo finna be crying, thats a guarantee

Ima pass it off to my Boy Cabbage traumatise you rent free


[Chorus 2: 22 Cabbage]

This song is draggin on and on, so let me paraphrase

Once we finish up with you it’s gonna be a closed case

I’m so trash, that should be your catchphrase

All these songs you putting out, but they all sounding real fake

You release another and I’ll hit you back 2 times

Calling up your gang and finna let the beef slide

I already got my whole gang, you need more guys

I see your new to making beats, i’ll be your tour guide


[Verse 4: 22 Cabbage]

Had a little intermission but don’t worry now i’m back boy

Why you want me to swing first, now you made me get annoyed

My bars will leave have defenceless, you need a convoy

Every time I see you, I’m set to search and destroy

If You want you diss me back you gonna need some elevation

All my rhymes will hit you so deep get you feeling all sensations

When will you put it together, when will you solve the equation

There’s only room for one of us to lead the generation


[Chorus 1: 22 Cabbage]

Lil’ Anj B you’re inhumane, we are not the same

Back yourself out or i’ll put you back on the flame

Rewind, 3 times, nah brother no way

There’s only room for one of us to get the praise

Lil’ eyesight doesn’t look like he apologising

Spittin straight garbage, yeah your bars look traumatising

Centralising, energising, compromising, galvanising

Levelling the playing field, yeah we’re out here equalising


[Verse 5: Fonzy]

I lied, beef is alive your getting fried

Cabbage expects so i got to provide

Repping 1 Inch Drillas because they stand by my side

Just like you i'm gonna keep it small like a pea

Without music no one will know where would you be

They Stand by your side but your only up to their knee

When it comes to waffling you got a PHD

So Anjelo bow down to thee

Lets keep it simple give up and move overseas

It ain't safe here no more and you have to agree

Your hands are tied behind a tree This is how it'll be


[Chorus 2: 22 Cabbage]

This song is draggin on and on, so let me paraphrase

Once we finish up with you it’s gonna be a closed case

I’m so trash, that should be your catchphrase

All these songs you putting out, but they all sounding real fake

You release another and I’ll hit you back 2 times

Calling up your gang and finna let the beef slide

I already got my whole gang, you need more guys

I see your new to making beats, i’ll be your tour guide


[Verse 6: Lil' Blackout]

Eyesight the name but vision you lacking

New song, flop song now u got it all wrong

Dissin cabbage with a wack ass beat

Never meet your heroes, but u met me

First beat, talking bout eating your greens

Second beat, so bad I need a vaccine

Remaking it won't help, 1-star on Yelp

Hire a music tutor, you need some help

Diss me Diss me

Whoever wrote these lyrics got him attracted

Bonehead rhymes you get no bread

Ghostwriter so young, he come back from the dead

24/7 365 cabbage stays on your mind

It's raining, it's pouring

22 cabbage keeps scoring


[Chorus 1: 22 Cabbage]

Lil’ Anj B you’re inhumane, we are not the same

Back yourself out or i’ll put you back on the flame

Rewind, 3 times, nah brother no way

There’s only room for one of us to get the praise

Lil’ eyesight doesn’t look like he apologising

Spittin straight garbage, yeah your bars look traumatising

Centralising, energising, compromising, galvanising

Levelling the playing field, yeah we’re out here equalising