ZEZE ( Diss)歌詞

[00:00.316][Intro]
[00:02.453]Ahh, shit
[00:07.798]Joyner!
[00:09.613][Verse]
[00:10.937]Yo, nigga's saying, "What a great battle"
[00:12.644]But you about to see a ****ing snake rattle
[00:15.462]Boy, you just a pony with a pink saddle
[00:17.504]I'm truly sorry that you stuck inside of Drake's shadow
[00:19.890]When are you gon' overcome? (Huh)
[00:21.441]When are you gon' level up?
[00:22.639]When are you gon' grow another foot? (Huh)
[00:24.092]When are you gon' show us that you number one? (When)
[00:26.250]And everything that you accomplished in some years about to take me just a couple months
[00:29.663]Don't you think I'm bluffing neither
[00:30.439]I thought you were tougher, eager (Damn)
[00:33.173]How you almost signed to Justin Bieber?
[00:34.482]You look like a ****in' beaver (Haha)
[00:36.169]Ten years in the game but yo' ass still sittin' on the ****ing bleachers
[00:39.364]Boy, you just another diva (Just another diva)
[00:40.986]Heard yo' grandmama kicked you out the house screaming
[00:42.825]"Tory, we don't ****ing need you"
[00:44.211]Why yo' daddy up and leave you? (Why)
[00:45.773]I guess this is how they ****ing treat you
[00:47.546]And you my puppet, you my Cousin Skeeter
[00:49.055]This ain't what you wanted, they been waiting for it
[00:51.092]I'm Joyner Lucas, what the **** you niggas take me for
[00:53.072](What the ****)
[00:53.650]I pull up in a Demon but I kill Satan for it
[00:55.897]If you want attention Tory you gon' have to pay me for it
[00:58.261]All these hoes love me but you sucker niggas hate me for it
[01:00.723]You roll up on me, catch a shot at ya Mercedes door
[01:03.061]The bullets fly, you recline like a La-Z-Boy
[01:05.420]All you do is cry, you a child, you my baby boy
[01:08.286]You call yourself Tory after The Notorious Big (Yeah)
[01:10.656]Biggie turning in his grave when he hear yo' shit
[01:13.027]Don't ever think that you could ever come compare yo' shit
[01:15.449]Little girls and kids only ones who feel yo' shit
[01:18.056]I skipped the plaques on my way to a Grammy
[01:20.764]All your records soft and sweet, niggas think that you candy
[01:22.422]Your niggas really convinced you that you think you can scare me
[01:24.756]And you got identity issues, niggas think you a tranny, really? (Damn)
[01:28.033]Tory tell us why you always gotta lie in your rhymes (Why)
[01:30.288]I know keeping up with lies can get tiring sometimes
[01:32.717]You not a G and deep down you wanna hide sometimes
[01:35.104]Staring at the sunshine and start crying sometimes
[01:37.612]Your real name is Daystar, you been dying to shine
[01:39.958]And when you sing you kinda sound like you dying sometimes
[01:42.479]You make the type of tracks that had me feelin' silent inside
[01:44.838]Nobody take you serious, put all the violence aside
[01:47.520]Okay, let's talk about your plagiarism that you hate to mention (Yeah)
[01:49.973]Or talk about the hate you giving to the greats you dissing
[01:52.407](Let's talk about it)
[01:52.950]And that writer who wrote yo' shit still ain't get paid on that "Don't Die" record
[01:55.995]You should probably go pay the nigga (Yeah, man)
[01:57.672]And how the **** you talk about Kendrick when he a legend (Huh)
[01:59.646]Then go bite the nigga style on your record right at the ending
[02:02.266]On "4AM Flex" 2 minutes and 50 seconds
[02:04.603]Sound exactly like "The Art of Peer Pressure", go take a listen
[02:07.341]You inspired by the niggas you name dropped
[02:09.216]Catch fire in the rain, no umbrella to shelter you and no rain drops
[02:12.027]When I seen you on Flex, I gave props
[02:13.968]But then we found out you stole Don Q shit from the train stop
[02:16.984]You thought you were fly 'til the plane drop
[02:18.765]Ugly mother****er tryna stunt in a tank top
[02:21.215]It's no wonder why they used to feed yo' ass with a slingshot
[02:23.658]You my son, this the last time I'll give you a Ring Pop
[02:26.419]Sit down, you on punishment
[02:27.565]And don't get up until you see me
[02:29.400]And don't even think about touching that TV
[02:31.285]No more video games, no more phone, no more 3D
[02:33.504]No more radio or boombox for your weak ass CD
[02:36.017]Matter of fact, give me your chains back and everything I bought you
[02:39.278]You a disgrace to this family and everything I taught you
[02:41.778]I hate to say it son but you make me sick
[02:43.587]I should'a knew you weren't shit when you came out with a baby dick
[02:45.691]It's no wonder why you pay for pussy
[02:47.391]Tory you think you slick
[02:48.488]All you do is lounge around the house all day like a lazy prick
[02:50.572]Shit, highly disappointed in you son, I need some answers
[02:53.718]How come you couldn't follow in my steps and be a dancer?
[02:56.212]Or maybe write a book like me or be somebody's grandpa
[02:58.651]Instead you wanna be a ****ing rapper with some hair plugs
[03:01.382]No more rapping, give me your pen and paper
[03:03.658]No more lying to the people on how you the biggest gangster
[03:06.001]Now hurry up and get your juicy out the refrigerator
[03:08.548]You going to bed at eight o'clock and not a minute later
[03:11.222]No, I don't wanna hear it
[03:12.347]No, let this be a lesson
[03:13.708]Close your mouth and go into your room like I suggested
[03:15.876]I'm a get real Joe Jackson in a second
[03:18.310]Matter of fact, give me your toys, I'm adding that to the collection
[03:20.940]I just did a show and got it lit ya little nigga
[03:22.924]And my freestyles killing your originals nigga
[03:25.192]Couldn't name a bitch I couldn't get ya little nigga
[03:27.758]You a rebound, even Scottie Pippen know nigga
[03:30.317]You ain't from Toronto, put that on the Bible
[03:32.322]I put six hollows in your Ferragamo
[03:35.005]Nigga, you from Brampton, go spin the bottle
[03:37.472]Bitch I'm from New England, me and Brady in the El Dorado
[03:40.124]Now come get on my level, I'm hard as metal
[03:41.361]I bomb the ghetto, I brought the shovel
[03:42.534]I bury all of you little ninja turtles
[03:44.074]You Donatello, you soft as jello
[03:45.064]You must be gone off that Amaretto
[03:46.327]It's hard to tell 'cause you soft as pillows
[03:47.592]You ****ing midget, I call you Willow
[03:48.821]I throw you out a ****ing car window
[03:50.115]I step all over your Margielas, you caught feelings
[03:51.849]Yo' heart spinning, my bars illing
[03:53.083]I'm Bob Dylan, I'm John Lennon, I'm authentic
[03:54.861]Your bars running no off limits
[03:56.139]Don't talk business, don't talk, listen
[03:57.633]I'm off this so you **** this you ****! Nigga
[04:01.206][Outro]
[04:02.223]What, nigga
[04:02.859]**** out my face nigga
[04:05.424]Ayy nigga look
[04:07.841]We gonna get one in, pause
[04:11.180]Let's not, let's not do this back and forth shit no more
[04:14.134]I, I think we know what's up, you know
[04:16.418]Ha ha ha, Joyner