Everybody know Cassidy does what he do man, know I'm saying It ain't easy to get around them punchlines he bring to you in a battle I care what you say How it sound back then or, you ain't around that in no battle It ain't easy, you what I'm saying That boy, what he do professionally, he been doing it I seen Cassidy been in probably more five-thousand battles You know, and I think he had one L And I don't think a new guy is gonna step up and give him the L easily
Yeah, you been on my You took your own fucking advice You know you not with me I used to help you write your raps, give you on how to get better I used to you, know you want to disrespect your teacher? Well you got a problem on your hands you can't deal with
1] Aye yo you ain't got on me They couldn't wait for me to you on a song Cause you was fucking Remember when you used to run up on me, Cass', please listen to my You used to play shit like, this a hit Cass' I was thinking, man that shit trash, why you lay this You said Kev gave you shit he ain't never played your shit If you ain't it, why you say this shit
2] Now your song getting everyday and shit So you up, but I still eat your ass up You turned into a fag to get your up But, I'd rather be then get my ass fucked I started off 50 cent, I ain't lying But I'mma get or die tryin', like a half buck Yo my so raw, it could get bagged up But got mad cut and not the kind that scab up Yup, this what I'm gon' do to you, you in the battle Then Wale can say a at your funeral Cause you wasn't getting then Now you trying to ride out, but you coming down a end
3] You was a fucking bum, you couldn't even get your braids done It looked you was growing dreads And we know, I turned to Christ Tebow But in jail was the time I hung around a C.O. (Hunh!) I'm the M.C. yo Why you try me? Man I'm the S.H.I.T. You shook up like Ali I spit cook up, you don't wanna be up to an I.V. You would rather eat a bowl full of dog shit And drink a cup full of hog before you try me R.I.P. see the Boy, I ain't doin no more twittin', get door kicked in
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Come on you be drawn, nigga I bullshittin' How you go on Twitter tweeting that The snitchin'? Listen, you better off make a verse Cause the shit that you only gon' make it worse You a dry snitch, tryna' say I snitch Bitch I never opened my lips, the paperwork? You was in Pit' on the with a P.D. No commissary, couldn't even a chee-chee When I was up, I was on T.V. Soon as dudes on the news they would see me So they put me on P.C., I'm not debatin' For the first month, did the final on population
5] I hate bout the past But why shit be coming out your mouth, cause talking out your ass But watch how you talk when you talking Cass' Cause I'm offended, don't get your career ended You finished, your whole career is a You must of lost your mind screaming all the damn time You can't rhyme, and if it for Charlie Mack You wouldn't even a house to have a house party at You can hardly rap, all you do is make party Niggas Meek sound so weak on a slow beat You blew up fast, but now you got a leak All you gon' hear about is how Cass' you out
6] Who cares about how you to be rich Or how you riding in your Ghost, Rollie on wrist, bitch You really hyped but you ain't repping Philly right You not a Big Willie just cause you how to wheelie bikes, right It's like I was doing it You cockroach, I'm the dopest nigga you doing it Don't me put you on that Summer Jam screen In them dirty ass and the sneakers with the wings on it Your first album and compilation flopped you tell a bunch of lies and you exaggerate a lot Stop saying you was making hustling, cause you wasn't You had keys, like a combination lock
7] That ice moissanite in that imitation So why you always rapping bout how much you got? You a son of a bitch, tryna imitate pop And you never was a thug, why you Pac? You was wrong for doing that song 2Pac I seen the video like, where the fuck is at? I saw your boss like nah, not fat I had Philly on lock before 2Pac got You know me, an O.G. in the On point, like Rose before he hurt his knee in the game For ten years been the dopest M.C. in the game How you expect to keep respect as me in the game?
8] See your name was Meek Millz and now it's Mill You couldn't even the fucking z in your name You the biggest in the game, I got your cat shook "Cassidy losing to Meek," now how does that Why you drop that song That was a whack look The know the people need to repo your rap book I'm back look, this what I for You dug own grave boy, that's what I made the song R.A.I.D. for And Meek, how you wage war When the G.D.'s made M.M.G. shut down their paid You getting paid, I got paid Way more, I just get it and spend it, I saved more
9] I a deal when you was in the sixth grade, boy You got some whips but none of them shits is paid for Man you leased it, don't it a damn secret You could front for a couple of months but you can't it And everybody know you niggas is fucking bogus You might as well pre order your in peace posters You niggas bout to go night, buenas noches Fuck them all, "I bury cockroaches" This ain't who the richest and who the brokest This is about who the dopest, a nigga You moved Philly You in the city cause of L.A. Big U signed your eviction notice
10] You jokers better keep your mouth I was a household 'fore you was coming out your household I roll with a of goons so I'm extra safe But I still gotta keep a weapon on me just in No I don't wanna a case But I never keep the safety on my weapon, I ain't keep my weapon safe You extra fake, show some I was there when all you used to wear was dirty ass v-necks You a bunch of B.S., you don't want it with me I get fucking busy, nobody fucking with me
11] Under dignity, I been pretty all my damn Damn right, you can flow but you can't write You not trying to go to jail and lose your life If we start beefin' so lets it on the damn mic all the damn hype, this about bars It's not about rollies, it's not about It's not about Y.S.L. or You jumped off my dick and dick Ross, pause your eyes on the sparrow Meek Cause riding other niggas is not a good way to travel Meek So get off, you tried to get your shit off But your shit soft, you gon' get your head off And all the fronting you doing got me pissed off Nothing that you write true, that's why I like you
12] I don't know who you, all your bars recycled Fuck who got opinions, you know you not I hot from the beginning Son you got problems when they tired of your style after one I'm not finished, you the dude I'mma up You my son, one of my cells that grew up Yup, I you in this world and I can take you out Then let your bitch and my start making out You already know every radio station bout to have this song Like a that's breaking out Look, you can put my raps in the crack That you got not yours, that's Peedi Crakk style And that's foul, I told you to switch your rap awhile back Let them get your style You not a loud pack, you a black mild, you rap loud
13] And you are whack cause you rap another cat's style I ain't Robert Meek Williams I'mma kill him, and I can care less if he catch The Meek shall the Earth Well that's exactly what Meek gon' inherit when he in dirt Meek, you never spit that verse I ain't Loaded Lux but you what's up You bout to get that Get that doctor, get nurse In the hospital bed, you won't get that Yeah, get casket, get that hearse Get that pastor, get that Your career dead, And you can sleeping on me
14] But I'm bout to blow up an airbed, you air head I keep it gutta' nigga, word to mother You signed to a nigga that's signed to nigga With a three-sixty So that mean any time you get money you split with other niggas You break bread, homies will say I love you nigga But they not you, they extorting you When you was broke all them niggas was not But now look at all the you got around Yeah you popping now, but if you stop chisle All niggas with you gon' want to start forgetful I've been through it before, I'm not gon' you
15] It's official, same shit different toilet It's like they shoot they pistol But if get shot, then the cops gon' come to get you That's your case, only know your face And you can't afford it nigga, even if your straight It's a slow wait, plus you on And being caged in is a fucked up I'm trying to you cause you my kid And I'm concerned that you gotta learn the dumb shit that you done did But you always a stupid kid You got a brain even though your head's stupid big And you might be getting up in some But "what you think, you girls now cause of your looks?"
16] What? You look like an animal in the You remind me of monkey on Planet of the Apes Wait, I see panic in face I know I'm scaring you, this the burial I'm too hot and got too much But you annoying, I'm getting tired of you You so pussy you probably get a venereal Meek I'm your father, out of league You your whole team weak And you was mad Kendrick sold more than ya ass, nigga I seen the tweet My nigga Jag made you have worse nightmare
17] Larceny fam' right here, and we don't fight And we ain't like your squad cause we all Meek, you be looking all with the frog eyes And Ruff Ryders gon' with me too So Robert's ass is dead, and ain't you can do Plus the of your niggas can get it too
I get at them, after I get at you Yeah I said it, the of your niggas can get it too I get at them, right I get at you Fag