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letra de menace - sebastian dark

[hook]
funny how everyone comes at the squad left and right
changed the album up so many enemies in my sight (yeah)
i’m like big sean i’m finna bounce back (uh huh)
getting too aggressive like thanos i’m ’bout to snap
man you’re b-tch made don’t f-ck with the lyrical menace
i’m ready for war i’m ready to go back and forth like tennis
i feel like 2018 tyrone, taking care of business
cooking up on this track feeling like a chemist

[verse 1]
this redneck in the squad wants to cry and leave like a b-tch mang
you want to f-cking complain soon as we calling your name
mother f-cker thinks its funny when he takes my homies money
i’ll be laughing when we’re rich only bucks you getting is when you’re hunting
i’ve never had respect for you, you’re corny and resort to saying the n word
honestly there are a lot of things you need to reconsider
like stealing their money, something you can’t get you’re bougie
only person who gets cheese is your ex cause she looks like ratatouille
you think you’re 5’9 but you’re just a capper
says he don’t care about rap music but he tried to be a rapper
you act edgy, you think you go through a lot like a ghost
acts like a tank but i’m the one who blew you up the most
i can see that you’re getting nervous like you getting tested
you think all rappers are thugs dumb f-ck is built on preconceptions
you lose in arguments and still think you won the fight
dude acts like he’s mature but you sniffle and cry on the mic
seven times two you’re just too weak mang
my bars so cold it’s like i’m spitting on a bleak day
could’ve conversated but instead you want to whine
we tried to work it out but you always declined

[skit]
make sure you’re on the bullseye before you squeeze it
dad i hit it! i hit it!
yeah nice job son ready to meet your cousin?

[verse 2]
not done yet he ain’t ready for round 2 now
don’t know why i need 2 rounds when i beat you in the first round
always ran away when we confronted you, you have no b-lls
this dude left his mic on and was m-st-rbating in the call
did nothing to you, at times you had something against me for no reason
is you on your man period? is your p-ssy bleedin’?
you look like the type to make a hit list i’m a lyrical menace
imma diss you so hard you’ll never forget this
we’re the ones you shouldn’t be frontin’ and now you’re wanted
now it looks like the hunter is the one that’s getting hunted
with us for 5 years, gave you fame and you betray?
you think you’re a tank but being a b-tch is how you’re portrayed
don’t care about who’s hard it’s about who’s really smart
you trynna act hard but you really soft inside like a pop tart
you probably shaking in this diss tape you’re b-tch made
i got something sharper like i just switched blades
f-ck with the squad like that you get a diss track
not gonna f-ck with you even if you crawl back
i would’ve been nicer but if you push me i might snap
i might be soft like a pound cake but i ain’t nothing to bite at

- sebastian dark

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