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Nah sike fuck that shit, fuck shit (yeah, yeah, you know bro) up the fucking beat KSI, what the fuck are you talking (ay, cmon man) C'mon none of that fake shit in my diss None of that, of that Antt
Ay JJ, I'm so sorry you're (sorry) so fucked up, your barber is Tay Keith (hahaha) I'm 18 main stages (huh, huh) You were 18 and a in the basement making 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 Leave the and record some FIFA They torture people your music out in North Korea Got so big and made so stacks (huh, huh) That your friends are to let you know you're wack (true) Now homies are your yes-men, ego's over the max (wow) Call Shane Dawson, I think this 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 finger when old folks typin' But I killed your writer once, now he a ghost writer Ay, I never that KSI would make me get in the booth But all your friends with me, way more heavy than you I'm the truth I'm small, I'm skinny, I'm white, I got a lisp, I'm And I'm fuckin' than you (Yeah, yeah) Let's take it back to the you made a vid, and people 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 actually mad, I'm actually really gonna get up to the bands But I'll never why you really wanna ban me Yes men like a fan But they keep you in a bubble you live in like Sandy I just be to plan A, you more a fan of the plan B I know it must be hard, you're like "my own fans can't me" your music is not complex You nonsense, mediocre with a god complex delusional, on drugs, or you fuse the two You're like the black Joyce meets FouseyTube, huh How you gonna call me awkward, you a big Make you turn blue in the face just like you're But to be bro, I wish that I was still a fan Logan Paul, come and film this, I think i just a man (Bitch)
Bitch, (Bitch) I don't care about no whip, no (I don't care) Fuck diamonds on your wrist, no (Fuck them diamonds on wrist) There's more to than this (Yeah, yeah) I got you insecure, your whole life into a blur Had to let you back in my world
Say if Quadeca was this right now he would one hundred percent disagree you and think he's better than you of what you put out Yeah and then put stuff out and then I'm going him out the fucking water
Yeah, you riding waves, get outta the water buy a good song for a dollar I ain't never been the type to just You like "how much wood could a chuck" Just shut the up, time to stop bro Saying words, but all feeling hollow Put down the mic and pick up the I used to watch guy, back in grade five The Sidemen, they ain't even on side (no, no) man, what's the reason they would lie (what's the) Quadeca on their more than KSI Yeah, JJ shooting like an AK But he made being lonely with a rape face Now he change face thinking that he gonna save Hit 'em from across the pons, no Lele, Lele my payday, you a neighsay JJ, bro you change changed, 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 checked out what your was on (Yeah) Not a without a bandana on (No) Keep hidden, you're so scared, why What you more, is it your girlfriend or your hairline bro, I'm getting confused The real music really gettin' no views When you "I'm done with music" We all wished you were telling the truth You had to go That's so deep and so sick KSI, you're an asshole, and you transformed into a bigger Yeah, no you can't get on my British tryna' shoot they shot, Boston massacre Know I'm too spectacular, I just can't find your sir I think that ended back in 2012 just like that the bullshit like a matador Just tell me the fuck are you for Bitch I do not gotta go to knock you And pop your whole head going back and I gotta drive, you a They ask could I hop on track or verse I think I would get stabbed by a dagger And die while I'm some Maverick merch
You wanna Quadeca? That's what I mean I Bro what I mean you can't beat me I'm a fucking like force And gonna think he's better than you Yes, of course man don't Get shit out of my face, god