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letra de nuclear victory - nmc crew

[verse 1: niblo]
keep on saying you the goat, you ain’t had no massive feat
you should slow down on the dissing
hear you struggle on the beat
really talking about dreadful, your diss was like master t
don’t forget you got involved just because you asked for beef
so stop talking bout the views stop talking bout the clout
like how you got an empty stomach with all the bullsh-t in your mouth
you always talking bout the filler like all your disses tell the truth
like why you ain’t counting the times where you admitting that you lose
why you capping bout the smoking that’s an overused bar
well that ain’t really a lie you higher than your grandma
6ft in the grave, b-tch don’t make me dig it deeper
why you capping baby goat you a completely different creature
your daddy takes away your juice, he should take away the mic
when all you saying is they using me and fat jokes is all you write
why you really f-cking acting just like you is making hits
how’s he gonna win this battle if lies is all he spits
yeah you is super hot, that’s why you so f-cking slow
you only thinking that you fire cuz viz d-ck down his throat
you ain’t talking about the style because you know that it’s true
you had to change your whole style because they all laughed at you
your dad helps you with everything d-mn you really his son
like you obssessed with my music bro you really my son
if i k!ll you on the beat i guess you won’t see the suno
only lies on my name you always jumping the gunye
yeah you really ain’t the strongest you ain’t hold no weight
i’ve put this baby in his crib, yeah its time to behave
you really talking bout mature like you ain’t being late
you a one trick pony falling off just like you skate

[verse 2: spooks]
i get it you love me
but you don’t always gotta b-tch about me
just to win a f-cking battle
spit some real sh-t instead of just weight
talk sh-t after we left the community that’s hate
k, i’m dissing goat but where are his rhymes?
i don’t know he’s missing them
criticize me for hanging out with a racist
but you hang out with people that take everything to heart
that say fake sh-t just to make us look bad
that leak private sh-t just because of a diss
that act so tough on the internet
that make jokes about serious situations
how you gonna say you have a life
when you just sit on your ass talking sh-t about others
forget about who?
i’ll forget about you just like your dad
when he only mixed one song for you

[interlude 1: spooks]
yo
seven minutes with just fat jokes
and backstabbing bullsh-t
i can say whatever the f-ck i want
to your community
[verse 3: spooks]
backstab who? you used weeb to backstab me
and tried to turn my friends against me
always repeating bars like
i expected better from a guy who claims he’s a goat
how we snaked you we was never homies, bullsh-t lies
trying so hard and you still dying
always stalking in my server you the real myers
i ain’t in the mood just for you to talk about food
defend yourself instead of needing a community to do it for you
goat you ain’t back your friends
you ain’t back the sh-t you say when you grab your pens
say some random sh-t then you say it’s a hit
stupid ass b-tch overhypes just cuz it’s one of his songs
yeah the f-ck is wrong with you hiding behind your spam channel so your real life friends don’t see f-cked sh-t you’ve done

[interlude 2: spooks]
how the f-ck are you saying “gang gang”
you’re not a gangsta
you’re not from the hood
you live in california
bias to yourself in your own healthbar
stealing revi’s fat jokes because you couldn’t think of your own
we never used niblo, stop f-cking lying
no new sh-t, just f-cking reb-ttals
f-ck you and weeb
[verse 4: spooks]
brun you now go ask your dad to mix another song
he ain’t gonna fix sh-t
destruction but you ain’t blasting we still lasting
half your part about me was just the beat come on goat
you ain’t winning, you were never a king stop acting
but it’s ok, i win round three
gg b-tch

[verse 5: manic]
just a baby acting like he’s great
talking about food well here is a taste
of your own medicine
you look like benjamin b-ttin
you look like your parents are cousins
i can’t tell, are you too short or is you ducking
you is f-cking disgusting
talking about my family
you aren’t manly to ever step toe to toe
use your friends, so your channel grows
makes sense now why this kid is slow
rhymes the same word so he can flow
still short even when he is on his tippy toes
i am in god mode
so start the stanning
f-ck all your parents
your whole life is now transparent
this kid couldn’t resist
using my face in every diss
4 years and acting like i never changed
i will leave you rotting in your grandmas grave
you little pipsqueak even your younger brothers voice sounds deep
compared to me you is a n0body
talking about weight
but your grandmas casket
hold none
atleast not now
or ever
i ain’t giving you no more forgiveness
its all severed
funny how my meme tracks sounded better
and now they don’t
switching it up, wait was those the lines that your dad wrote
oh now it makes sense
i could cost a dime and make more cents
even when i almost went homeless, my parents could still pay your rent
dodging and weaving like floyd
just a little kid that left everybody annoyed
this is warfare and i am gonna deploy
calling me thanos because i am “snapping” on you
like your father should
because your a child doesn’t mean you are in the child “hood”
santas coming in, so you better be good
f-ck “patrick” he ain’t the brightest “star”
he easily gets manipulated, i’m sorry but all that sh-t talking
leaves you eliminated, i’m irritated
fed of with this community
sin name public and doxing people
no point of being reborn, when your down right evil
stomping on you like a beetle
making sure this is lethal
this is your death
now take your last breath
sour kid left with patches, smoking him to “ashes”
go and ask trey to get the ash tray
talking wordplay and end up getting your ass played
im sick of it, autistic b-tch
talking fiction and never listening
this is your end game
who else do you have to blame
is it the person who created your name
staying as a baby because you will never really grow up
what’s the point of even acting tough
making me “the joker” but ended being the bigger “clown”
baby goat got bars and he spits em at the playground
no one needs to battle baby, we aren’t here to play around
delete your soundcloud
me f-cking your mom is the answer
i swear goat i won’t give her cancer, haha that’s a lie
you deserved to be chastised
changes his name when he gets criticized
i beat the person you try to beat in beef
made a whole site that lasted a week
hehehehe
beating him hard than his dad
oh my bad
did i leave a scar
did you assume i would just leave you alone
f-ck no i am tearing you apart
i’m not done
revi gonna turn ya mom into a nun
she running from me
i am the god you see
revi stupid ass don’t believe in science
in the back of the class being quiet
omg the big kids are fighting
revi so scared of the truth
say he will k!ll himself
but he scared of the noose
spitting lightning bolts on the booth
call me zeus son, this gruesome
sounding like he finna k!ll himself on
his new song
i am the god and you is a fraud
i am your teacher, don’t speak until told
like brunos granny, you are too old
to be dissing little kids
just a bunch of carabids
n0body caring b-tch
friends with a lie and snitch
and his mom is a witch
its not time yet, you aren’t dismissed
until your dissed
i’m not f-cking done
i’m like hopsin
when i hop in
better rapper than those folks
what bunch of f-cking jokes
took 2 months just to throw some shade
he’s now above the f in the grade
because i went solo
now you got a halo
with the tornado, messed with kentucky
now this storm is getting ugly
like ya mama
dissed him so many times, now he got trauma
parents so white, they voted for obama
talking grammar like why you forgetting the comma
he like eminem but more femienme
i swear he’s like karen feminist
he probably “pro” test, but you is a con
ressurecting like james bond
sh-t getting bl–dy
now i’m getting your moms tampons
back to “con” instead of “pro”
now its “contest”
you can’t even beat me at my worst
now i leave you in a he-rs-
this is not even my best
so stop all the stress
my last diss track was just test
you having good flow is non-existent
its not even realistic
all b-tches trash this is so simplistic

- nmc crew

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