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letra de diss track - ezekiel

[verse 1]
yeah, you thought that the problem was brief
but f-ck all that bullsh-t, cuz i want the beef
you say i ain’t ever gon change
but i’ll stay the same
i think you just mad, cuz my daddy ain’t g-y
my daddy ain’t look like a creature from lilo & stitch
did i mention my daddy ain’t raise a lil b-tch?
it’s joke, what you give me all that sh-t for?
you like my closet the way it be throwing these fits, though
i took a sh-t in the back of the kitchen at barro’s, make sure you tell chad that i said that
beat the sh-t outta your mans, cuz, i ain’t bout the chit chat
fold him like a kit-kat
where that lil b-tch at?
follow me on whatsapp
me and the gang we came straight outta o block
this b-tch dont know she ain’t block me on roblox
you ain’t getting no c-ck
mama raised a hoe, thot

[bridge]
i just wanna be a nice guy
but this beef got me sayin that “it be ya own kind”
you’ll never listen, i guess thats how it is
i’d apologize but b-tch now it’s “f-ck you, goodbye”
running through options like i cannot choose
i’m giving your mans when i see him that will smith one-two
pray for my downfall but i never lose
the friendship was tight, but that ch-nk p-ssy loose
[verse 2]
who would’ve thought that a b-tch was a wasian?
f-ck on her mom, i dont need no persuasion
can’t catch a clue, thought you good with equations
all wrapped up in that white c-ck, you been chasing
curb stomp your mans with the ch-nks, like we gang sh-t
eat on your dog, but you know i ain’t say sh-t
talk with your forehead, the size of a nation
heard you was kissing on myja like a g-y b-tch
fell for a potato-looking b-tch, like i ate sh-t
laughing with your daddy at the sperm, that he wasted
money grow long like you face is
treat me like i’m fake sh-t
god made your face with a pile of some apesh-t
imma give her sp-ce like the lil b-tch said so
all this negativity, wish we still friends though
lucky i ain’t dealing with complaining ass, f-ck hoe
now you playing with them b-lls, like you ben egbo

[verse 3]
walking outta mexico, looking like a sl-t show
put her in hammy, she’ll be loose by tomorrow
stacking my cheese, i ain’t working at barro’s
i dont hit girls, but i already hit her mom, bro
talking my sh-t, cuz i’m done playing defense
running all these laps on your mom, like it’s recess
turned 17, now you’re giving out free s-x
pass her to eugene, he gon finish like a pretest
you getting all of your friends to be snitching, b-tch
run up the problem yourself, stop the b-tching
that b-tch got jumped by some mormons last weekend
do not make me call up sofia enriquez
[outro]
you ain’t tryna fight, cuz you know you gon lose
i’ll do this all night i ain’t tryna be rude
i’ll tell you the truth, cuz that friendship was tight but that ch-nk p-ssy probably loose

- ezekiel

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