Everybody know Cassidy does he do man, know what 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 getting around in no battle It ain't easy, you know what I'm 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 up and give him the L that easily
Yeah, you on my dick You should've took own fucking advice You know you not fucking me I used to help you write raps, give you tips on how to get better I used to tutor you, know you want to your teacher? Well you got a problem on your hands that you deal with
1] Aye yo you got nothing on me couldn't wait for me to diss you on a song Cause you was corny Remember when you used to run up on me, Cass', please to my song You to play your shit like, this a hit Cass' I was thinking, man that shit trash, why you lay this You said Cosmic Kev you shit Cause he ain't never your shit If you ain't mean it, why you say shit
2] Now your song getting played and shit So you gassed up, but I eat your ass up You turned into a fag to get cash 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 bars so raw, it could get up But yours got mad cut and not the kind that up Yup, this what I'm do to you, kill you in the battle Then Wale can say a poem at your Cause you wasn't getting bread Now you trying to out, but you coming down a dead end
3] You was a fucking bum, you couldn't get your braids fucking done It looked like you was growing And we know, I turned to like 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 niggas up like Ali I cook up, you don't wanna be hooked up to an I.V. You would eat a whole bowl full of dog shit And drink a cup full of hog spit you try me R.I.P. see the Boy, I ain't no more twittin', get your door kicked in
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Come on you be drawn, nigga I bullshittin' How you go on Twitter tweeting The Bull snitchin'? Listen, you better off tryna' a verse Cause the shit you tweet 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 court a P.D. No commissary, couldn't make a chee-chee When I was up, I was on T.V. Soon as turned on the news they would see me So they put me on P.C., I'm not debatin' For the first month, did the seven on population
5] I talking bout the past But why be coming out your mouth, cause you're talking out your ass But watch how you talk when you bout Cass' Cause I'm seriously offended, don't get career ended You finished, whole career is a gimmick You must of lost your damn mind all the damn time You rhyme, and if it wasn't for Charlie Mack You wouldn't even have a house to have a house at You can hardly rap, all you do is party tracks Niggas know Meek sound so on a slow beat You up fast, but now you got a slow leak All you hear about is how Cass' aired you out
6] Who cares about how you supposed to be Or how you riding in your Ghost, on your wrist, bitch You hyped but you ain't even 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 make me put you on that Jam screen In them dirty ass jeans and the with the wings on it first album and that compilation flopped Cause you tell a bunch of and you exaggerate a lot Stop saying you was making guap hustling, you wasn't You never had keys, like a lock
7] That ice moissanite in that imitation So why you rapping bout how much cake you got? You a son of a bitch, tryna imitate pop And you never was a thug, why you imitating You was wrong for doing that song 2Pac I the video like, where the fuck is 2Pac at? I saw your boss nah, 2Pac not fat I had Philly on lock 2Pac got clapped You me, an O.G. in the game On point, like Derrick before he hurt his knee in the game For ten years been the dopest M.C. in the game How you expect to respect long as me in the game?
8] See your name was Meek Millz and now Meek 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 look? Why you drop that song Repo? was a whack look The streets know the people to repo your rap book I'm look, this what I prayed for You dug your own boy, that's what I made the song R.A.I.D. for And Meek, how you wage war When the G.D.'s M.M.G. shut down their paid tour? You paid, I got paid more Way more, I get it and spend it, I should've saved more
9] I signed a when you was in the sixth grade, boy You got some nice whips but none of them is paid for Man you leased it, keep it a damn secret You could front for a couple of months but you keep it And everybody know that you niggas is bogus You might as well pre order your in peace posters You niggas bout to go night night, noches Fuck all, "I bury those cockroaches" This ain't about who the richest and who the This is about who the dopest, a nigga You moved from You only in the city cause of L.A. Big U signed eviction notice
10] You jokers better your mouth closed I was a name 'fore you was coming out your household I with a bunch of goons so I'm extra safe But I still gotta a weapon on me just in case No I don't wanna catch a But I never keep the safety on my weapon, I ain't tryna keep my safe You fake, show some respect Cause I was when all you used to wear was dirty ass v-necks You spit a bunch of B.S., you don't it with me I get fucking busy, ain't nobody fucking me
11] Under dignity, I been all my damn life right, you might 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 Fuck all the hype, this about bars It's not about rollies, it's not cars It's not Y.S.L. or Audemars You off my dick and dick ride Ross, pause Keep eyes on the sparrow Meek Cause riding niggas dicks is not a good way to travel Meek So get off, yeah you tried to get your off But your soft, you gon' get your head ripped off And all the fronting that you got me pissed off Nothing that you write true, that's why I like you
12] I don't know who hyped you, all your recycled Fuck who got opinions, you know you not I hot from the beginning Son you got problems when they of your style after one album I'm not finished, you the I'mma chew up You my son, one of my sperm cells grew up Yup, I you in this world and I can take you out Then let your and my dick start making out You already know radio station bout to have this song bumping Like a that's breaking out Look, you can put my raps in the file That style you got not yours, that's Peedi Crakk And that's foul, I told you to your rap style awhile back Let get your style back You not a loud pack, you a black mild, you just rap
13] And you are whack cause you rap with another cat's I feeling Robert Meek Williams I'mma kill him, and I can care less if he catch The Meek shall inherit the Well that's exactly what Meek gon' inherit when he buried in Meek, you never should've spit verse I Loaded Lux but you know what's up You bout to get work Get that doctor, get that In the bed, you won't get that first Yeah, get casket, get that hearse Get that pastor, get that career dead, yeah And you can sleeping on me
14] But I'm bout to blow up like an airbed, you air I keep it gutta' nigga, word to mother You signed to a nigga that's signed to nigga With a deal So that mean any time you get money you split money with niggas You break bread, homies will say I love you nigga But they not you, they extorting you When you was broke all them was not around But now at all the niggas you got around Yeah you popping now, but if you stop getting All them niggas with you gon' to start forgetful been through it before, I'm not gon' bullshit you
15] It's official, shit different toilet tissue It's like they might shoot they But if somebody get shot, then the cops gon' to get you That's your case, only know your face And you can't afford it nigga, if your dope straight It's a slow wait, plus you on And being caged in is a up situation I'm to school you cause you my kid And I'm concerned that you gotta learn from the dumb shit that you did But you always a stupid kid You got a little brain even your head's stupid big And you might be getting up in some But "what you think, you getting girls now of your looks?"
16] What? You look like an in the face You remind me of that on Planet of the Apes Wait, I see panic in face I know I'm scaring you, this the cockroach I'm too hot and got too material But you annoying, I'm getting of hearing you You so you probably get a venereal disease Meek I'm your father, out of league You know your whole team And you was mad Kendrick Lamar sold more than ya ass, I seen the tweet My nigga Jag made you have your nightmare
17] Larceny fam' right here, and we fight fair And we ain't like squad cause we all ride Meek, you be all nervous 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 rest of your can get it too
I get at them, right I get at you Yeah I said it, the rest of niggas can get it too I get at them, after I get at you Fag