[Verse 1]

Death comes easy

You F-A-T

Motherfucker thinkin' he can come at me

Fucked with the threshold, now you summoned me

Runnin' free from my grasp

Will you be released fast? (24Degrees)

Until our deceased I

Will not let go

'Till I can't go on

I got you in a vice grip with a nightstick

Light shit, I will right this wrong

Fight this mong

Like it warrants a response

'Cause I'm Diss God

Unlike the Kig-Yar

In Halo

Space so constricted, I feel like I'm on my way up

No way another half-baked flow is gonna get here

You can place those bets here, yeah

Lil Uzi, WillNE, will he be, undefeated?

Hm, maybe he will be quite relieved at his beating, yeah

[Hook]

Yeah, uh-huh

Structurin' this shit at my will, uh-huh

Never recover from this diss, yeah

I'm ahead of all of this shit, uh-huh

Bustin' up ting in a whip, yeah

Ride is lookin' quite sick, uh-huh

Fat motherfucker tried to kill, yeah

Now he's gonna have to pay the bill, uh-huh

[Verse 2]

Now if the rumours are true

Then you are delusional

Shoot for the Moon

You missed and now you're stuck

Who could ever believe this luck?

A free chained up

Pre-roasted mug

You belong in the VIP suites of Hotel Dumb

Like a motherfuckin' pirate sayin', "Hold my rum"

Know you're done when I'm not even 2 verses in

And people are already saying, "It's Cyler's win"

Haven't even gotten to the dissin' yet

Yeah, for the first verse, I've been riskin' it

But now it's time to hone in

And focus, I know this

Cunt has words to spare

But I'm his worst despair

Those extra KGs ain't doin' so well

Booin' me, oh well

I'ma show 'em power dynamics like Orville

Animal Farm, which he wrote 'till

He had to stop, 'cause Penguin won't sell

Books that are unnecessarily fat

The same logic applies to you, and that's a fact

I can spit rhymes

At twice the velocity of your mind

Don't mind

If I show my

Power, you cower

My rhymes schemes are above your comprehension

Let me tear through your thin ass veil and

Display proof that I am better than you in every way, yeah

[Hook]

Yeah, uh-huh

Structurin' this shit at my will, uh-huh

Never recover from this diss, yeah

I'm ahead of all of this shit, uh-huh

Bustin' up ting in a whip, yeah

Ride is lookin' quite sick, uh-huh

Fat motherfucker tried to kill, yeah

Now he's gonna have to pay the bill, uh-huh

[Verse 3]

Salty, are you now? Turn on the heater

Preksha telling me that you're a sister beater

When I said I knew Yankees

I didn't mean this kind of hitter

You're a worse case than Hitler

You try to shoot shots but you miss sitters

Losin' this battle, you are fuckin' bitter

I can see you jittering

Kill hard

Salty as fuck 'cause you asked out Amrita

But she immediately peaced out, rejected ya

This track is a headshot

Your's will be lucky to hit my fibia

But I won't stop

Until I've buried ya

Winnin' every year like I'm Juve in the Serie A

[Interlude]

He used to rule nothing

And he still rules nothing

The only thing he's good

At it sucking

I hear funeral bells are ringing

Indian eulogy choirs are singing

He was quite the human shield

The reason Trump thinks global warming ain't real

For some reasons I have explained

I know that he is completely insane

This parody has gone too long

Maybe I should end this song

[Hook]

Yeah, uh-huh

Structurin' this shit at my will, uh-huh

Never recover from this diss, yeah

I'm ahead of all of this shit, uh-huh

Bustin' up ting in a whip, yeah

Ride is lookin' quite sick, uh-huh

Fat motherfucker tried to kill, yeah

Now he's gonna have to pay the bill, uh-huh

[Outro]

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