[Intro: Horseshit is amateurs For real, like from a real artist's perspective they are fucking They have no idea what doing They just rap fast and it's dope
[Verse 1: You're now about to the wrath of Hopsin, Dizzy Wright and Benton Your careers was ended the moment that I was rap shit is my religion Sorry Crooked I but sending Horseshit in to diss us wasn't a wise a setback for sure Not only on they weak careers but a setback on yours So step back, endure the rain, the and pain You a problem? Here's a death match, war Fuck Horseshit they straight lame, all four suck I put 500k on battle, you put yours up? You bums couldn't afford a sweater from Nordstrom's After this is finished, niggas better reward us My girl's 'gram has more than yours does How does it feel to have never been on a bus? probably similar to alcohol on a sore cut You niggas suck; in other words niggas, fucked You really we wouldn't stop you? Please Fuck you mean? We'll puncture you and watch you See I the game daily like the cops do streets I'm too beast, niggas we will you; Queen For real, like your buzz is invisible, dang You don't have residuals, game your predictable lane Your song so you ain't getting no fame Nobody even knows you nigga's individual
2: Jarren Benton] Y'all done stepped in some shit I'll you horseshoe niggas to corpses For a dollar and a I bet they blow a horse dick I ain't want to murk but fuck it, you niggas pushed me I'd let you fuck my but I'm sorry, she don't like pussy I'm corners, let you broke niggas ride along What bunch of gangsters, but they can't afford a firearm I you need guap, take a moment to breathe Doc Bet they do the drive-by on a bike a slingshot Y'all basic, lookin' you need bathing Call me cause my got room in the basement You could never on me, you should lend your bitch to me We stock you up with canned goods and you free publicity 500K but we this one for charity Stackin' like I'm Sara Lee, you should be very scared of me Fire marshall build, you can get extinguished On Sway like some broke R&B singers What you? Ron, Bobby, and Mike? Must be smokin' that hard and sniffin' that See this rap shit workin', you niggas should get a fuckin' job Nah seriously, get a fuckin' job I feel bad for any man can't afford a meal Tell Mike to learn how to count a half a mil' (What about half a million though? Ah listen man, I'm already workin' on it, I got about 225 right now, Sway, so we can come up with the other 225, we're to go) Houston to Horseshit, come back to Earth Ain't you niggas in your 40s like this rappin' gon' Aye your bitch she tired of hearin' them lame rap dreams Pay a bill, nigga, shit is not Damn, In high school you was the man, Fuck to you? I'm back in the booth and I'm spittin' it for the homeless Serial killer, I all my opponents Let me break it down, don't think you niggas gon' it You got a better chance at gettin' hit by a But I'ma for 'em, dear Lord, please bless the bum niggas I know they're starvin', please help 'em out with a lunch, you? Drop 'em all, linoleum, who gassed 'em petroleum? Get murked by me, Dizz and that nigga from Dame he hirin', we need some custodians I bet label fuck you in the ass with no petroleum Mr. Benton, abort you lames Can somebody spare some for the Horseshoe G.A.N.G.?
[Interlude: Jarren Benton + Dizzy man, I didn't wanna do it to y'all niggas, man I liked y'all niggas, you know what I'm But goddamn, y'all us, man We didn't even call name We know y'all ain't got money Your Motown, Philly, suit wearin' ass nigga Old Boyz II Men lookin' nigga MC Brain, tied shirt wearin' ass nigga Old goddamn r&b lookin' mothafuckas Man, aye fuck shit, Dizzy You done fucked up I'ma the dizzy, OG let my lil' nigga get you Bad move, nigga I ain't even wastin' no time, we got goods, nigga We gon' help y'all niggas go! [Verse 3: Wright] So you the fuck niggas want it first My hurts so somebody finna get shitted on My vision long and I coulda seen this from a away You niggas is your careers, we comin' up out the gate Now you can't escape, the of this man I'm El Chapo sendin' these Donald their surgery plans land You can tell we the demand Y'all hungry, you bitches thirsty, here's a courtesy can You niggas obviously not enough, it's tough to see it So how can you believe a eye certainly can? Yo fuck a Horseshit Gang., this a We studied niggas thoroughly and I promise y'all won't make it far Let me bird, you pussy niggas shoulda just in the car I'm breakin' laws, jaws faces get taken apart I'm appalled, you fuckboys done stepped out of league Y'all makin' no moves so it's awkward you wanna battle with speed Now what the game need? Not another offbrand group Half a Y'all label got you out here eatin' baby food Fuck it, now I'm your necks, y'all borin' so formin' checks, I heard the diss, but ain't nobody take the bet We crowded around the mic, playin' games your life All four of sound alike, we blowin' up like dynamite Nigga that's a high We gettin' booked for the same shows that y'all was open Homie that I'm flowin' Stop it with the foolishness, middle up I'm fuck your group of duplicates I'm on my King Kunta Ready for the battle, Shady better skidaddle You're in else's shadow, guarantee this make 'em fragile I'm an active activist Y'all got a with no fan base No hate but how sad is this? How's this happenin', aren't you concerned Y'all sound like every fast rapper that I've ever heard But I ain't mad at all, I checked out y'all Haters of the trap music but signed a deal with a trap I'm just a nigga that over his battle scars You niggas fallin' off so you don't got no room to call soft You not the You tight, but shit, my is claustrophobic You don't know it, 'til the effects show you can't control it Now it's in the open, all for promotion Y'all goin' down and everybody knows it According to the lie detect, who sign the check? better hit the streets Ask your label and they look at niggas in disbelief Y'all better stick to feet 'fore I crack your grill I hate a nigga that'll settle for a Happy Meal Have your attracted to the daddy skills Pass it on but I crashed into 'em with the caddy Fuck niggas We already won, onto the next Y'all stagnant, already paralized from the neck battle us with the tech style Why try nigga? Bodied by the high Didn't know I was the do or die niggas Fuck Horseshit G.A.N.G. in 20-15, Yeah y'all buried already, fuck y'all in your casket tonight, nigga Don't step out of league no more, nigga Get fans before you try to get in a rap battle, fuckboy FV 20-15,