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ni$h!th - endgame lyrics
[verse 1]
you dropped a diss track on me and still hopped on a track
when i dropped mine, you said it wasn’t fact
you tried all of these excuses, you said it sounded wack
but the only wack thing here is you when you try to rap
i honestly don’t know how the family keeps up with alexander
is your “imaginary friend circle” safe from alexander
you have , 20 followers, in millimeters, that the size of your t-st-cl-s
6 followers, ones me, am i really that special?
you know whats a mystery? you look sherlock homeless
your bars are elementary, like watson, and like those small kids
you trying to respond is so futile and hopeless
you sound like dax except he’s got talent and you got psychosis
i’m like iron man but i won’t die after i finish you
i want the smoke, like emissions from a car, jiffy lube
greta thunberg on a boat, i’m thor the viking, you
are like loki, i mean no one took a liking to you
i’ll admit your music ain’t bad, double stuffed was nice
but famkii carried it so it doesn’t matter right?
famkii is so much better, and that’s a fact so
instead of glexkii, just change to famexander
get it?
’cause he’s first and your last
i broke your self-esteem and now you need a cast
i really p-ssed every test, and this last one is too easy, lay back
your music sounds like a work in progress version of 1day, so wack
ysiv, ooh, this a true story, you, might need some logic if you think you can diss me, true
rattpack, put an extension on this lyrical mac, another diss, then charging through like a bull who saw an apple, facts
[transition]
huh
no memes anymore
glex, time to shut up
huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
yuh, ay
ay, yuh
messed up, didn’t you?
bro, you messed up big time
ay, yuh
ay, yuh, ay, yuh
ay, yuh, ay, yuh
[verse 2]
i am a god at this dissing, it’s easy as sh-t
don’t ever come at me again, i’ll tear you up into bits
oh wait, forgot again, rip, rest in pieces, glex
you were a wack little human even when you were a fetus, man
am i being too harsh, or nice, you decide, but i can see, all the tears, streaming down your eyes, no surprises, this is too easy, i’m getting lazier each and every day, this sh-t feels less like work and more like play
ok, ok eating at chipotle
make me sick, like this song, you wanna replay
i don’t wanna your bullsh-t, boi, ole
you from the beach of poorville, you got no money
glex, boi, know you cannot rap
glexnos was so fricking bad
i took my sh-t to the max
keep your garbage where you made, i mean, back in the trash
you keep your sh-t in the trash
i make this fire, phoenix, we don’t lack
did you hear? glexnos was so trash
how did you do it, you made dax look not so bad
booty sans could’ve done better than that
you know, this was fun, but one thing to say, dude
i wish that you were dead so i didn’t have to work to finish you
ay
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