Luyện nghe bài hát Insecure

He's so
to run
Nowhere for

Nah fuck that shit, fuck that shit
(yeah, yeah, you know bro)
Turn up the beat
KSI, what the fuck are you talking about (ay, man)
C'mon none of that fake in my diss tracks
None of that, of that
Antt

Ay
JJ, I'm so sorry angry (sorry)
Hairline so fucked up, barber is Tay Keith (hahaha)
I'm 18 making main (huh, huh)
You were 18 and a virgin in the basement rape faces (what?)
And now you really think your is the most heat (huh, huh)
Oh that's so profound, you changed? so deep
Shut the up
the studio and record some FIFA
They torture people with your out in North Korea
Got so big and made so many (huh, huh)
your friends are terrified to
let you that you're wack (true)
Now your are your yes-men, ego's over the max (wow)
Call Shane Dawson, I think guy's a sociopath, huh
I saw you leave the with Diss God
You don't make your own shit so how you diss Quad
Had to point the like when old folks typin'
But I killed your writer once, now he a ghost writer
Ay, I thought that KSI would make me get in the booth
But all your friends fuckin' with me, way more than you
I'm the truth
I'm small, I'm skinny, I'm white, I got a lisp, I'm
And I'm better than you (Yeah, yeah)
Let's take it to the past
When you made a vid, and would actually laugh
At how you reacted to packs, of how bad you could rap (huh)
It's actually sad how you don't know that you are bad
It's mad, I'm actually really gonna get up to the bands
But I'll never understand why you wanna ban me
Yes men actin' a fan
But they you in a bubble that you live in like Sandy
I just be sticking to A, you more a fan of the plan B
I know it must be hard, like "my own fans can't stand me"
Yeah your is not complex
You talk nonsense, mediocre a god complex
You're delusional, on drugs, or you the two
You're like the black Joyce meets FouseyTube, huh
How you gonna me awkward, you a big nerd
Make you blue in the face just like you're Squidward
But to be bro, I wish that I was still a fan
Paul, come and film this, I think i just killed a man (Bitch)

Bitch, (Bitch)
I don't about no motherfuckin' whip, no (I don't care)
them diamonds on your wrist, no
(Fuck them on your wrist)
There's more to than this (Yeah, yeah)
I got you insecure, turn whole life into a blur
Had to let you right in my world

Say if Quadeca was watching this right now he would one
percent disagree you and think he's
better than you because of you put out
and then I'ma put stuff out and
then I'm blow him out the fucking water

Yeah, you riding waves, can't get the water
Can't buy a song for a dollar
I ain't never the type to just follow
You like "how much wood a woodchuck chuck"
Just shut the up, time to stop bro
Saying words, but they all hollow
Put down the mic and pick up the
I used to watch this guy, back in five
The Sidemen, they even on your side (no, no)
man, what's the reason they would lie (what's the)
Quadeca on their playlist than KSI
Yeah, JJ shots like an AK
But he waves being lonely with a rape face
Now he change face thinking that he gonna face
Hit 'em from across the fuckin' pons, no Lele,
my payday, you a neighsay
JJ, bro you changed, from the great days
And not in a way, in a bad way
How you talk that way when you're trash mate (Yeah)
I just out what your 'gram was on (Yeah)
Not a photo a bandana on (No)
Keep hidden, you're so scared, why
you hiding more, is it your girlfriend or your hairline
Look bro, I'm getting
The real music ain't really gettin' no
When you said "I'm with music"
We all that you were telling the truth
You had to go
That's so and you're so sick
KSI, you're an asshole, and you transformed a bigger prick
Yeah, no you can't get on my
British bitches tryna' shoot shot, Boston massacre
Know I'm too spectacular, I just can't your talent sir
I think that ended back in just like that calendar
Dodge the like a matador
Just tell me the are you rapping for
Bitch I do not gotta go to knock you
And pop your whole head back and forth
I drive, you a passenger
They ask could I hop on your track or
I I would rather get stabbed by a dagger
And die while I'm wearing some Maverick

You wanna fight
what I mean I fucking
Bro that's what I you can't beat me
I'm a fucking unbeatable force

And Quadeca's think he's better than you
Yes, of please
Please man
Get that out of my face, god