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midknyte – the anarchy (feat. $ol) كلمات اغاني

[verse 1: midknyte]
it’s crazy how you dissed me
now it’s a 1v8
about to lonely rape you
and take you into the abyss
with y’all b_tches
false, miss this
dawg, you p_ssed us off
and now your gonna suffer under the cover
cryin’ and, puffin’, whinin’, writin’ somethin’
rappin’ and flappin’ ya gums
f_ckin’ dumb
goosey be suckin’ thumbs
free toss
say that ya doxxed me
nah that was a d doss
about to shut ya down
punch around
juled and ruled with such a crown
such a clown, icp
la and ny pd
will arrest me for such a sick beat
face it, i’m not a racist
my brain is pacin’ and racin’
it’s on repeat
y’all motherf_ckers john wayne gacy
in pain but tolerance hates me
tolerant, being taller in many ways
you’re like a grown ass man
plenty days
call ya phone a trash can
because unlikе many
ya lyrics are a henny waste
tricky, but ya didn’t know ya was wrong
that “vickiе” wasn’t my mom
but oh you right and your sights can see
that you might defeat me
but oh no if you don’t go
to the sound around you
you’re surrounded now by surround sound
you’re gunned down
no runnin’ now
time to pray and say goodbye
time to end your life, lyrically
because i ain’t no threat
b_tch, you’re like 20, i’m 14
need quarantine for writing that radioactive mess
say to ya pack, “this sh_t is actually kinda bad”
factually
fight now with high ground like a clap back on a jetpack with a pet cat
ya whole crew start beating you up like a drunk step dad
no time to shine, it’s time to grind
ridin’ in a rental
because i’m not weird if i can write my mental
on a piece of paper and pencil
this sh_t can’t be this simple
not even showin’ my full potential
don’t call me a b_tch, b_tch!
this sh_t is kinda funny
i don’t play with my food before i eat it
but this time and i make a rhyme, i’ll make an exception, i’ll tease it
it occurred like milk and thought to me
if it ferns to silk and it got to me
that i can eventually f_ck y’all asses up like sodomy
pause
(what the f_ck? what did i just say?)
part of me, want to play with y’all p_ssies like a p_rnhub take
form of rape? i think so
this is food wars, with the god tongue
you got none
i’m erina nakiri
read it weep it
and feed on my seed, since “the deed”
everyone immediately and repeatedly figures its me
but it’s not so my thoughts go to ya head
7_1 features to try to take me down, downtown
it about to take 2 to kick you down, now, ploaw
woadie, loardy, you’re a phony
you’re lyrics are a bunch of bologna
take this and don’t fake this and write it
not from a ghostwriter
if you can clapback now i’ll be surprised
if it’s not another evil medieval time_like rhyme lines
then maybe consider it, figure, this diss is bigger it
from the pump to my hand, to the kick of this
i’m sick of this sh_t
with a fl!ck of my wrist, i pick up another card to play it
jester of 8s
it’s anarchy
(round one, fight!)

[verse 2: $ol]
i see my competition n_ggas are nothin’ but food
but not the main course, a appetizer in few
we in a feud
going punch for punch and now they punch drunk my punchlines
f_ck em’ up in a few
neo first man he rap like child leave em’ at school
he my son, a disappointment
i had to do this to you and ya crew
just as wack, lyrically packed with you too
7 n_ggas dissed the homie when they as wack as you too
so whatchu talkin’ bout i can even the odds ya gettin’ swept
i be rocking out band for band and y’all knowin’ i’m up next
and y’all talk about his rappin’ but y’all can barely top his best
feel like dad of the year came back and put em’ all to rest
never less

- midknyte

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