Litty/zeze Freestyle (joyner Lucas Diss) Lyrics - Mysonne

(It's JP Soundz) 

Why you mad at me cuz I tell you the truth 

That you lost goin' bar-to-bar with an R&B nigga (Huh?) 

It's a whole different level of lyrics over here dog 

You don't want to spoil me nigga 

You spit that cute shit and I spit that mucus, I'm sick 

Bitch you're a pocket Confucius 

You just be rhyming they know you won't do shit 

They know if they try me I'm probably go'n shoot ya 

Lucas you stupid, yeah I took your song 

I made it better 'cuz you did it wrong 

You made it seem like the black man was weak 

So that I had to tweak it and show that we strong 

You had it seeming like we couldn't even read and write 

Couldn't believe it, I was watching the TV like (What?) 

He had the white supremacist calling this black kid all kinds of niggas 

Then I found out that he half white (Oh), now it makes sense 

He a mixed kid caught up in the Matrix (Right?) 

He was raised in the 'burbs around nothin' but white racists 

So all he learned was black hatred (For real) 

All his songs reinforce black stereotypes 

I mean, even his hero is white (My name is) 

He don't know where he belong, he been lost in the dark so long 

I'm just tryin' to give him the light (For real) 

You nuttin' but a gimmick, you an Eminem mimic 

Got a whole lotta flow with a little bit of lyrics 

You make a nigga head bob, soon as he hear it 

Soon as it goes off, boom they forget it (Haha) 

My lyrics be touchin' a nigga's sprit 

Incitin' to recite as soon as a nigga hear it 

Gangsta shit, it tears, so they really can't bear it 

I give 'em that pain, that shit's been generic 

This is rated R, versus PG (Uh-huh) 

This is the [?] vs PC (For real) 

This is the lyrical professor with a master's degree 

Goin' against a nigga that barely got a GED 

Ya'll know you and seein' me 

With that fast Cat in the Hat rap 

And the black mask strapped to the backpack 

With five [?] rap 

He say shit like that, and ya'll act like that shit cray 

That shit is wack, That shit ain't lyrical 

My shit is poetry, my shit is biblical 

Shit I be sayin', you cannot explain 

More than a gift, my shit a miracle 

I am just here to do God's work (That's all) 

And get you niggas bar work, so I'm gonna kill 'em today 

Then I'm back to the front line tomorrow, my job is hard work 

You see the difference (What?) You gotta listen (Listen) 

See all of these bars like I'm in prison? 

Do you hear the kinda entredres I'm spitting? 

I'm the future and I'm cheatin' like Larsa on Scotty Pippen 

Ya'll niggas forgettin' I'm the motherfuckin' GOAT? (I'm the GOAT) 

Spittin' nothin' but bars you that can quote (You can quote) 

Nigga colder than winter without a coat 

He said he wanted smoke, well nigga I'm at your throat 

Like, like, like, like the Adam's apple 

Take 'em to church like a tabernacle 

Same one that hyped you on the 'gram that like you 

Gonna be the same ones laughin' at you 

This a grown man, vs a boy, it's a loaded pistol vs a toy 

It's a nigga with jokes vs a nigga with quotes 

It's a truth vs a motherfuckin' ploy 

Ain't no one illa, a bar-for-bar killer 

I'm here to break down all these [?] you build up 

Joyner is scammin' all of you niggas 

His song be 10 minutes, 9 minutes be filler 

(What's that?) Just a whole lotta words (Oh) 

Buncha nouns no verbs (Uh-huh) 

I can't front he got a whole lotta views (What?) 

That's just proof we got a whole lotta nerds (Ha ha) 

[?] street dudes to G's 

Niggas on locks, they use to move the keys 

I did this so every one who roots for you could see 

Unguarded,[?] ain't shit you could do with me 

Now this is just a warm up but I swear if you reply you a goner 

Go ahead, you can play if you wanna 

And I'm on ya, like a fuckin' piranha 

Joyner, next time you gonna fuck with a lion 

Make sure you got a will, and you comfortable dyin' 

Troy killed you my nigga, I ain't bein' biased 

Whoever tell you that he didn't they lyin' 

They just tryin' to ease the pain 

I'm tryin' to teach you the game 

While establishing that we ain't the same 

Can't compare him to me (Why not?) 

Cuz the niggas are lame but I kinda like his raps, so it's a shame 

I gotta kill him (Kill him) but I can't front, I kinda feel him 

But he was talkin' all greasy, I gotta kill him (I gotta kill him) 

Anyone of you niggas could go with him (I kill him) 

Come on, my nigga, this is warm up 

Don't play with me man, we different lyricists 

Cat, hat, mat, pack, I don't do none of that 

You cool tho, flow be hot 

I fuck wit the flow, I be mesmerized with it 

I be listenin' to the words like, yeah, when you write that shit down you ain't really saying nothin' 

You know what I'm sayin'? 

Tory killed you, but I killed Tory 

Tory don't be talkin' that America shit 

Don't start no Canada vs America shit 

I kill you too, nigga, stop playin' with me, nigga 

You know what the fuck I doin' here 

Don't be mad at me because I made your song better 

You wrote I'm Not a Racist, had a black nigga lookin' scared 

I try to help you, I ain't mad that I ain't discover the song 

You mad cuz I did it better, ha ha 

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