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t piedog - forlorn (turbulent gamer diss) كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
i’m t to the p-i-e, d-o-g
about to murder yo -ss lyrically
i will make you fear the t, fear the beast
call it a free, i prefer masterpiece
this d, never could possess abilities
that compare to me, future eazy e, only fourteen
not a perfect human bein’, but i’m still lean
unlike your body, i’ve seen on stream, you look obscene

[verse 1]
your streams are turbulent, you lose every tournament
burnin’ your fame and fortune, call me an arsonist
i’m an unfortunate permanent determinist
just sitting boring us, while i’ll be victorious
like the u.s. militant, impertinent with importance
you’ll always be a subordinate, you can’t give coordinates
banning people as often as trump saying immoral nonsense
like a member of parliament, with plethora of argument
you bend over contortionist, you corpulent termagant
that means you suck d-ck, and you’re a fat, angry woman
you’re ignorant from subscribers to viewers apportionment
you torment and are poisonous like if dudes ate orpiment
you like the romans who traded with china, just to get a cent
you like a hunting dog, determinant, but also fortunate
i bear with you, no murderin’, should run up a tree, cuz you’re full of sh-t
i use rap as an outlet to vent, so messin’ with me, you will regret

[verse 2]
you trust steven a. smith, leavin’ bayless
screamin’ fake list on every pick he missed
put kd over ‘bron, he’s easily
top three, the g-o-a-t, he’s the king, better than kobe and 23
he also slept on embid and ttp defended ray rice for dv
he’s so cheap, he would be paid off for free
there are tons of similarities, between him and ye
both are loud, but you’re creepy, voice creaky
in sheets i’m freaky, you c-m easy quickly and briefly
when i rhyme like eazy, i make her creamy
you are more average than michael beasley
play me in mlb, dd, even teams
and i’ll be the g-o-a-t, of t-u-r-b vs d-o-g
you will greedily plead with me to falsely say you’re the better mc
this shady trickery clear as ‘ffiti poppin’ 3d almost through me
i ain’t greasy, won’t think maybe, h-lla speedy
like you c-min’ on three ds, callin’ them sweetie

[hook]
tur bo, you’re forlorn
wish yo, were not born
you faux, soundin’ h-rn
outflowed, you need to mourn

[outro]
don’t mean to offend, but i full send and ascend
while you can’t amend, you just depend on loose ends
steadily descend, worse than portland, in the end
streams i attend, are time misspend, your fans defend
i can’t comprehend, why it’s recommend, i do commend
your fans, for watching a dead end, no dividend
you overextend and pretend to understand everythin’
i hope you rear end into a bentz and reach your bitter end
with still no lady friend
won’t make heaven
wise men said amen

- t piedog

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