[Intro]

This one goes out to all you fucking fake faggots

[Verse 1: Celsos]

White boy turned to a maniacal women beater

Snatching up honeys and throw em into the two seater

With a side of fries and a sweet tea between my thighs

I can finally realize that all you fucking faggots lied

Now i eat bars for breakfast, keep the structure on my necklace

Drag you to hell, you can bet you're complacent and reckless

Adjacent to the hoe whose mind who is lost cause she neck less

Alexis said she's protected? Why the fuck her shield defective?

Quit assuming you're so precious, your type of people are infectious

It takes a certain type of menace, one whose presence is perfected

To rip apart beats, and slaughter them like sheep

All you do is preach, you little peach, my flow is like a siege

My warcry's a screech, My tongue entices teens

Brighter than Tyson's rings, in sight of the main fight in the ring

Running rampant in the village, hunting, fiending to pillage

My metaphor's, machetes, straight to the mind, when i slice ugly Betty

To her head in her bed see, Or you could say the red sea

That i made out of the blood, when i ripped her off the ten-speed

Afterwards, the knife connected and killed her intensely

You little faggot, i could serve you with some carrots and eat you like a savage

That diss was directed, with no means of regret to those affected

All forms of disrespect, you look rather ugly without your head bitch

Nobody can mimic or repeat what I've displayed

Straight from this dome, where judgement day is crafted and saved

Just like i drafted this page, my symbols of raging stages

I'm constantly in my thoughts, dazing like drunken rages

Onslaught on these parts, stealer of these queens hearts

One who spreads lies like a cancer, one to kill your niece first

Crying so hard it makes fucking knees hurt, better please her

Indulge these bars so frequently you're prone to mind seizures

In my leisure i write better lines than dickens with Ebeneezer

My bars are so damaged you can see the fractured knees hurt

Slicing your mama with a katana after i eat all of cheese here

Going so hard i could bust a fucking deciliter

A Stressed Beseecher with quest for decimation and features

To burn these leeches, and fucking splatter them on beaches

You could say i got length, you could say i got inches, more like itches

Rabid to your disses, rash attacks cause i'm mad vicious

[Outro]

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