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letra de thequeezyduck diss track - punching p

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queezy duck it didn’t have to end like this
roasted, toasted and burned you with a flaming diss
told you dont start something you couldn’t finish
when i listen to your music swing and miss

you acting mad odd, you got a whack bod
don’t mess with me, when i’m with my whole squad
light you up like lighting a lightning rod
you’ll be dead on arrival, a saiyan pod

i might kidnap you like ryan ross
scam your whole family, that’s a huge loss
you worsen everything, you’re not a real boss
how your editing be worse than lil nas?
i saw you get smacked by your own bro
and you really thought that i’d let it go?
you be needing more training from a dojo
and you even more sus that jojo

i know you like playing people playground
you know i’m wealthy cus i roll in the pounds
i’m sneaky you know i never make a sound
and you ain’t dodging a hundred rounds

we all know what you did in world war 2
that’s exactly what i’m going to do to you
beat you up like a kangaroo, buu, or 682
or leave you on the moon like vector and gru

you tried to beat me to a hundred
but you lost that race
you know i never leave a trace
why did you reveal your face?

your house full of broken locks
time is running off the clock
and i sneak in with a glock
in your head i put a rock

do you really think you’re up?
do you think you’ll be daft punk?
those are memories i
programmed in the queezy duck

uh oh! you just got disowned!
i make dough, all on my own
i’m cutthroat, i’m known in the unknown
swindle your cash like a cyclone

qweezy i know you like breaking bad
all locked in your room like leningrad
how are you going to become a gigachad
might have to call my homie galahad

a lil birdie told me you like golf
but you still move slower than gandalf
and you’re even more political than adolf
while i’m one in a million like rudolph

like in a battle, you always flee
kinda sus like general lee
i can’t forget how you be smelly
hol up, ain’t you nathaniel b?

what the heck is a model o
i think it’s time for you to let go
and know what is the end of the road
tell me bout those rabbits, nice and slow
i’ll take your withdrawals or deposits
i’m financier, or scientist, profits
i’m chilling at my lakehouse, don’t be brusque
it all goes black, in a black black dusk

you tried to beat me to a hundred
but you know you lost that race
you know i never leave a trace
why did you reveal your face?

your house full of broken locks
time is running off the clock
and i sneak in with a glock
in your head i put a rock

do you really think you’re up?
do you think you’ll be daft punk?
those are memories i
programmed in the queezy duck

good thing, there’s one more verse
cus we all know that you’re the worst
you’re so chunky that your bout to burst
all beaten and bruised like back in kursk

hey, uhh, mr. azad
i think you’re forgetting a flaw
i think you should prolly go bald
with your hair looking goofy ahh

you’re just like quandale dingle
but even quandale pringle
couldn’t figure out why
you’re still quandale single

like your girlfriend you’re entirely platonic
while my advances are entirely teutonic
you got deported, ain’t that ironic
don’t answer that, because it was rhetoric

mr duck i know you like eminem
but you’ll never get respect from him
with you’re music sounding like a garbage bin
your songs bomb like osama bin laden

you think you’re doing well in p.e.?
i know you’re eating that mickey d’s
then you claim that you’re pakistani
but you’re really india that’s chonky

you tried to beat me to a hundred
but you know you lost that race
you know i never leave a trace
why did you reveal your face?

your house full of broken locks
time is running off the clock
and i sneak in with a glock
in your head i put a rock

do you really think you’re up?
do you think you’ll be daft punk?
those are memories i
programmed in the queezy duck

queezy we know you can’t sing
you’re so grounded redbull
cannot give you wings
you get so divorced
you’re the lord of the rings
and you’re so fat you
could be the burger king

- punching p

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