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letra de a midsummer's night diss track - c. ambuehl

to be, or not to be—that is the question:
whether ‘tis n0bler in the mind to suffer
the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune
or to take arms against a blah, b-blah, b-blah
we call this guy a g*nius? he didn’t know the first thing about rhyming. it’s about time someone taught this shakespeare a few things about the rap game. it’s about time somebody dropped bars…
that drop bards
check it

hey w-lly shakes, i really like your silly takes on marriage
but what really takes the cake is rhyme as cheesy as some philly steak
son, you’re far from really great. now:
when it comes to meter, you’re a ruler; that is to say, you’re on it
but i’m still a little iffy on the subject of your sonnets
i can’t say this to my teachers; it would only make ‘em mad at me
you’re k!lling all your characters, what is this, gray’s anatomy?!
let’s vibe with the beat for a second
hearing those bars is a tough start, woah!
you aren’t no bard, you’re an upstart crow
i got texts from my bae better-written than your plays
i got watches on my wrist that are more timeless, homey
i don’t think you understand
that this is a takeover—your main mistake was to marry
anne hathaway pre-princess diary makeover!
all of your plays overcompensate, so take a gulp
you’re beat to a pulp. and every ounce of this rap is from concentrate
you made oth-llo but still catch an l with the sk!ll of odell, though
sad as adele, oh, and speaking of sad, have you looked at your prose, jack?
hamlet was like a prescription for prozac!
what’s in a name? yours is weak—will, jeez
pick a worse rap name and you’d be meek mill!
g, it’s over. that fat lady sings at the opera
you’re hamlet, i’m claudius. call me big poppa

- c ambuehl

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