Wraith

Mark Williams

Mickey
Hurts when you gotta kill a nigga you love
It's all good though
Sosa
No more talkin', nigga
Look

All this chattin' for hours is really silly nigga
With no rappin', I swear you gotta be backwards
No matter how many flowers you try to give a nigga
It's like they only want them on top of their casket
Damn, pay the price for actin' ladylike
We rarely see black Eminems, kinda shady right?
You sent the shot, so I flashed back like it's 80's Night
Playin' Big'll put you in a box, that was Gravy's plight
Thought I was hijackin' that Live, now I'm takin' flight
Your girl in the Ghost and gobblin' dick, say goodnight
You know how it rolls, Royce, chess move
You see Ryan, Reynolds wrapped in a lagoon, that's a dead pool (yeah)
Lupe freestyled and got you outta here
You cried alone from playin' yourself, shed a solid tear
All that syllable biblical, bl-bl-bl is kinda weird
It dresses you up from bein' direct, 'cause you probably scared
Your fans say I'm on a rampage
Better reunite Slaughterhouse or get cut, you need your band aid
I told him, "Prove you do what I do," he gave me lampshade
And said no, I gave the bitch room, and then the man cave (woo)
Divide his body, the footage got him severed
Contradictin' every Live, pull yourself together
Your songs ain't no anthems, your bar placement random
And you still ain't brin' that energy to RJ and Ransom, nigga

I think it's crazy, right?
Like, this all started cause
RJ said him and Ransom was the best, and you responded on IG
You never got in the booth, and spoke to these niggas
So, yo, I'ma borrow they style (check), and talk to you, nigga

Got rid of the pounds, I had a literal weight plan
On Montgomery Ave, mad, I'm dealin' that name brand
Catch Royce at the register and give him a face scan
This ain't RJ, it's Shawn Kemp, original Reign Man (huh)
They lovin' the pressure, want me to test ya
KRS-One with the lectures, Big Pun with the letters
On the roof, 'bout to leave Royce sick, clutchin' Berettas
Bullets rain over you, now he really under the weather (Payne)
Randy nickels, I'm dissectin' the track
More fly, elegant rap, his pride, get him attacked
This guy, skeleton cracked, 'til Ryan melon is flat
Then the white guy he rides with cosign his melanin's black
Don't cry, give him a clap (blah)
I'm Lucifer, the Y-3 fly devilish cat
Who decides Heaven is wack, now my attention is back
Apply pressure with facts
Marvel at your multiverse 'til you die mentionin' that (duffy)

That's me payin' homage to my niggas
'Cause you were supposed to get in the booth
And respond to that instead of gettin' on IG on a fuckin' rant, nigga
What's your problem, man? And my man killed you
Woke up in the middle of the night, and got you outta here, quick
And you need to stop runnin'
Stop, stop runnin' nigga
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout, too

People takin' me bein' unbothered as weakness (yeah)
Mills at the dock, I'm done harborin' meekness (yeah)
Rob Markman know that my son's father's a genius (what up?)
All them dumb shots when I'm Ong-Bak with the defense
Ryan Montgomery
Hidin' behind every rhymer he definin' as brotherly
I've decided he's grumpily, by my discovery
5'9 is tryna be somebody
The upper echelon recognizes by his redundancy
Hov took you off Renegade like it was custody
Your dad ain't even push back, surprisin' you suddenly
On the sideline, cryin' uncomfortably
I am abundantly tired and hungrily
I am the gluttony, why am I suddenly
Mocked for loyalty that I'm givin' publicly?
Lupe is my brother and I'ma ride with him stubbornly
Defendin' the best and nevertheless
Adrenaline been in my chest
He gettin' regrets for ever discreditin' vets
While livin' off Eminem's mess
He got a song with 'Kiss and Fab
Read it out the Book of Ryan but I would be lyin'
If I ever said that shit is trash
All this talk about the pen and pad
You good at writin' it's ironic
You won with F-A-B but lost to Mistah F.A.B (trash)
Playin' Mufasa got you some battle scars
If you woulda checked the box, you probably on Amazon
Instead of dyin' in the jungle, Jordan meme, Avatar
I'm Jeff Bezos, out of space with galactic bars
Wait, that's somethin' that Royce'd do
He'll take somethin' from pop culture and exploit it through a point or two
Like, Sha'Carri Richardson, Bill Cosby, common shit
Current event bars ain't skill, it's kinda obvious, you gotta quit
Do an entendre without comic wit
I don't subscribe to it, I'm the definition of opposite (woo)
Chain punchin', you do Tetris, I do Columns shit
Get stoned with a great structure until you're monolith
Obelisk, look what I'm amountin' to, it's steep yes
At my peak next, no TV when Ryan seek rest
Top of the hill, here's the cliffhanger like Cosby closet
Eatin' pork, claimin' Muslim, hogwash, Ryan wildin' (woo)
Stop it novice, listen what I'm givin' you
Yeah I check boxes (why?), that's what morticians do (damn)
And stop fibbin' too, nigga
You was mad at Cass, and turned to Rakim
When he asked, ain't like the Aftermath
Did the same thing with Payne, then you got scolded
He had you holdin' on your chin like Francois Rodin
Look what I have sculpted
Nigga talkin' checkin boxes (what?)
Y-3 all the time, never a check in boxes (yeah)
You'll find this chicken head dismembered in Checker boxes (yeah)
I'm Bobby Fischer you playin' chess, with Checker boxes
He love MMA, every day he checkin' boxers
Joe Budden dick ridin', look at Royce, checkin' boxers
Money and the mailman, I see the check in boxes
Your chick be in my DMs, when I check inboxes (yeah)
Ask women, this gyno', I'm checkin' boxes
Fuck that, I'm Craig on Friday, I ain't checkin' boxes
They off, thinkin' I ain't got fire literally
You not Christopher Nolan, Ryan, fuck what you pitchin' me
On IG, the way that I handled it shows humility
But this nigga bathin' in arrogance, insecurity
Disparagin' words 'bout Lupe makin' Mural
You tried to do it and failed, you shoulda called it Plural (word)
Lay him face down and ask him, 'You want a war?'
No spine, this is easy, I'm back to the drawin' board

Now watch he don't respond to this shit
Any money bet the nigga don't say nothin'
And Royce, you know how I give it up
We gon' do this until 2022, nigga
FACTZ

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