[Hook: CCyler]

It’s another Circlejerk

Full of fake gangsters

Hold another mass funeral

Beat Cortana like I’m Durandal

[Verse 1: CCyler]

Another slow one? Goddamn

Fuck that shit, put on a ban

On that slow shit

Full of mumblin’

I ain’t gonna slow down if my life depended on it

Not the villain‚ I’m beloved innit

But the fad is to speed up

So why don’t I catch up

And tear all the motherfuckers’ hearts out

And bring all my fucking bars now

Kohli up and ran it when he saw A.S. wanking

He had had it with the shitty batting

The boys in blue got flushed in a loo

But in lieu of recent events‚ I don’t make amends

Unless it’s before 2010‚ now run up and, like Megaman, lay a mega-ban

On the contraband‚ don’t miss a fan

[Hook: CCyler]

It’s another Circlejerk

Full of fake gangsters

Hold another mass funeral

Beat Cortana like I’m Durandal

[Verse 2: CCyler]

Anti-podally arranged chorus

They swallow shit down like bolus

And why can’t a song focus

On one thing and not bogus

They think that they know it

But we know that they blow it

Till that farmland like you hoe it

Take it to the sky like Bowie

And shit on Logan Paul, Why Don’t We

Take it to Mars, but slowly

But then I reel ‘em in

And killin’ em and sizzle ‘em and

Beatin’ ‘em and stand on bananas

When they lacking the stamina

But not like Carlos Santana

More like a radio antenna

[Hook: CCyler]

It’s another Circlejerk

Full of fake gangsters

Hold another mass funeral

Beat Cortana like I’m Durandal

[Verse 3: CCyler]

Now Cal is freezing

‘Cause his meat ain’t beating

His feet ain’t feeling

The ground

And you know I was bound

To step into this mound

It’s a cluster of words with no sound

But it’s also painfully loud

Woah‚ I ain’t the bully now

But this heat ain’t cooling down

So I’mma pull that dubious crown

Stabbing Caesar in Brutus’ town

But a salad cannot do

If what you’re tryna say is true

But I don’t gotta swear on the stu

To tell you that this track is cruel

To tell you that diss tracks are crude

It’s a sterile market like a mule

But I ain’t gotta add fuel to the flame

‘Cause I commit to wins with filler bits that kill bitches and add up shit

[Hook: CCyler]

It’s another Circlejerk

Full of fake gangsters

Hold another mass funeral

Beat Cortana like I’m Durandal

[Verse 3: The Rubin]

Alright then I’mma just hop on this track

Alright then I’mma just hop on this EP

I see a banana peel

Throw it on the floor cause I’m gonna slip on that banana

Fall on the floor as hard as I slip into your mother

Oh you don’t get the circumference bar?

It was to say how fat you are

Sadly, you didn’t get that far

Let’s do a Rubin and go slow for a secon’

Look at this collab with Rubin

Hold up

I’ve heard you be living in cubin

Poverty

Wish you went to robbery

Your country be living in jobbery

I be living with adblock

You be living with dad block

Looking like a motherfucking Ewok

React to me for views I dare you bitch

Expose me for views I dare you bitch

I be screaming “Play Deep This”

You be screaming “I’m Deep Sis”

Hey, let’s take a little breather

You’re gonna go a little deeper

You want me to slit my wrist?

Sure

Gladly when you die, you won’t be missed

Me and Cyler be burning this rap game

I bend down on one knee, don’t need to aim

I pull the trigger and shoot my bar

This whole entire verse is just to maim

This whole entire verse is up in flames

We be superior

Hey let’s go back to India

Go on and finish this track

[Cyler]

It’s another Circlejerk

Full of fake gangsters

Hold another mass funeral

Beat Cortana like I’m Durandal

It’s another Circlejerk

Full of fake gangsters

Hold another mass funeral

Beat Cortana like I’m Durandal