Acrello - Killshot Freestyle lyrics
[Acrello - Killshot Freestyle lyrics]
I find it really funny that you think
That you’re an artist, you a hater
You a rookie, you phony, you a starter
You a woman with a maxi
Just accept that you’re my daughter
And don’t disrespect your
Dad or it's gon be a freaking slaughter
First he dissed me, now he dissing Mia
Send him to a freaking prison in a Black
Maria the only thing you even pulling is
Some gonorrhea, make his noggin go boom
Onomatopoeia a hunnid SoundCloud plays cause
You said my name, and you still think
That rap is a freaking game
Man you all the same, put
You in a coffin
When I see yo ghost walking imma have to
Go and celebrate killshot, put this
Bozo out of his misery
Half of you rappers trappers and beatable
In this industry go read your books
And study up on the history
Tryna come at me big is
Like tryna study a mystery
Knock you onto the floor, and
The thunderbolts coming down
Stop talking about camille and
Just give a nigga
His crown tryna go bring up Mia
I’ll make you
Look like a clown, with his pantyhose on
And leave you there for a while
I’m Breaking him like a vase and
Then leaving blood on his face, with a
Hammer consumed in mace and then murder him
At the base of a hill
He still can’t feel his zeal while
I bury my heel up
In his chest for dissing the
Freakin best how you feel
We gon check the next time
You disrespect a king
Sound like rats when you
Sing, imma snap him like string in
Yo chest, Kevin you so stressed
Think you can handle me but
Homie you so pressed
I ain’t tripping, y’all slipping, just keep
Ya head up and listen, i split ya
Atoms like fission, so you can make the
Decision to go cure your addiction
The way your parents envisioned
Instead of making all
This garbage dawg you not a musician
Yeah I’m playing chess and
They playing checkas
Let me try to get some views on
Another record so Chand and I make
A sub par diss
With the thought that dissing
Acrello gonna make
Us better yo I’m taking shots
From the back drop, you
Really had to say that
Acrello isn’t making cheddar
But it’s funny cause the facts is Kevin
Just a bust when he try
To write a freaking letter yo He
Can rhyme? It’s a miracle!
Can’t stop choking yo he dying
In a freaking sweater
You said that Ehall smacked you now I kinda
Wish that my homie would’ve done it better
Didn’t stop then and I won’t stop spitting
Better get a swat shield cause my rhymes
Hitting you ain’t got a girl, don’t talk
Just listen, you asked for a beast
So the king has arisen
Better be careful what you ask for
Blast you with 1000 thunderbolts and a
Task force homie Did you really want
Smoke? It’s a class war
I’m coming through the front but he
Heading out the back door
Yo a 4 minute diss? You gon see it happen
I’m the best in the city when it
Come to rapping and everybody saying
"Man Jamal be snapping" But Kevin just
Hater that he turned to static
Ay Jamal Gotta turn this
Nigga into frost son
All you wack rappers not messing
With my bars son, leave you in a
Casket that diss gonna cost son
Kevin only mad cause he knowing
That he loss son eat you like a snack if you
Think that I’m playing some games
Making a couple of disses
And throwing shots at my name, how yo rapping
Ain’t change from the first to the last
You still the same boy but
All ya spitting is trash
I’m coming for your head and I
Blow you up with some mortar
Keep coming for my height
And saying that I am shorter, the sad part
Is that even tho I am small
You’ll still find a way to
Be my biggest supporter
My raps I don’t cheat when I spit
A couple lyrics you don’t eat, my
Bars are a couple of katanas that will
Slice through your face listen Kevin
I’m on beat
You know what you should take? A good seat
I’m feeling like a beast that’s all
Me we gon have scrap in the dirt
Got ya tail in your skirt
Hit his dome with his own cleat
Now I’m finding out that this
Man is dating shania
You said that I wanted her but I
Never wanted to be ya, one month and it’s
Over she’ll be ready to leave ya
Tell that chimpmunk girl to
Snack on her castanea
I’m Smacking you in the back, and
Murder you on the track
I’m teaching an Uncle Tom and
I’ll let him know that’s he wack keep bumping
Like cardiac, he’ll have a panic attack
Cause he’s gonna lose the battle
Like Britain and Pontiac
Imma new legend and you’re
Just ready to lose
Another wack rapper who’s bars are
Lighting the fuse first I got graham
And now I’m coming for you
And tell these A2 rappers that
They’ll be getting it too
Who want smoke? Aidan, Dylan, Jalen, Bones?
I chill on a hill
With my pocket full of bills all this
Rapping fast don’t take no skill
And he lost still but Kevin is tryna top
Mills, but spins like a hot wheel
And Kev the day you messing wit me’s
The day you live out your dream
Kick yo girl out and date camille
I don’t care about JJ that nigga was a
Senior with some swag dating freshman chicks
He just lucky he ain’t catch a
Case, counting all the freshman and
The girls that this man
Done hit it’s crazy how you
Got the facts twisted, said I wanted
Mia, then you said that I shot
A brick when in reality
You wanted her but she wanted
Me you were just another
Second pick yo I tried to help
A friend but she didn’t
Want you she’s a girl that
You could never get
So you should probably check your
Facts before you try to
Come and diss Acrello for the hell of it
That you’re an artist, you a hater
You a rookie, you phony, you a starter
You a woman with a maxi
Just accept that you’re my daughter
And don’t disrespect your
Dad or it's gon be a freaking slaughter
First he dissed me, now he dissing Mia
Send him to a freaking prison in a Black
Maria the only thing you even pulling is
Some gonorrhea, make his noggin go boom
Onomatopoeia a hunnid SoundCloud plays cause
You said my name, and you still think
That rap is a freaking game
Man you all the same, put
You in a coffin
When I see yo ghost walking imma have to
Go and celebrate killshot, put this
Bozo out of his misery
Half of you rappers trappers and beatable
In this industry go read your books
And study up on the history
Tryna come at me big is
Like tryna study a mystery
Knock you onto the floor, and
The thunderbolts coming down
Stop talking about camille and
Just give a nigga
His crown tryna go bring up Mia
I’ll make you
Look like a clown, with his pantyhose on
And leave you there for a while
I’m Breaking him like a vase and
Then leaving blood on his face, with a
Hammer consumed in mace and then murder him
At the base of a hill
He still can’t feel his zeal while
I bury my heel up
In his chest for dissing the
Freakin best how you feel
We gon check the next time
You disrespect a king
Sound like rats when you
Sing, imma snap him like string in
Yo chest, Kevin you so stressed
Think you can handle me but
Homie you so pressed
I ain’t tripping, y’all slipping, just keep
Ya head up and listen, i split ya
Atoms like fission, so you can make the
Decision to go cure your addiction
The way your parents envisioned
Instead of making all
This garbage dawg you not a musician
Yeah I’m playing chess and
They playing checkas
Let me try to get some views on
Another record so Chand and I make
A sub par diss
With the thought that dissing
Acrello gonna make
Us better yo I’m taking shots
From the back drop, you
Really had to say that
Acrello isn’t making cheddar
But it’s funny cause the facts is Kevin
Just a bust when he try
To write a freaking letter yo He
Can rhyme? It’s a miracle!
Can’t stop choking yo he dying
In a freaking sweater
You said that Ehall smacked you now I kinda
Wish that my homie would’ve done it better
Didn’t stop then and I won’t stop spitting
Better get a swat shield cause my rhymes
Hitting you ain’t got a girl, don’t talk
Just listen, you asked for a beast
So the king has arisen
Better be careful what you ask for
Blast you with 1000 thunderbolts and a
Task force homie Did you really want
Smoke? It’s a class war
I’m coming through the front but he
Heading out the back door
Yo a 4 minute diss? You gon see it happen
I’m the best in the city when it
Come to rapping and everybody saying
"Man Jamal be snapping" But Kevin just
Hater that he turned to static
Ay Jamal Gotta turn this
Nigga into frost son
All you wack rappers not messing
With my bars son, leave you in a
Casket that diss gonna cost son
Kevin only mad cause he knowing
That he loss son eat you like a snack if you
Think that I’m playing some games
Making a couple of disses
And throwing shots at my name, how yo rapping
Ain’t change from the first to the last
You still the same boy but
All ya spitting is trash
I’m coming for your head and I
Blow you up with some mortar
Keep coming for my height
And saying that I am shorter, the sad part
Is that even tho I am small
You’ll still find a way to
Be my biggest supporter
My raps I don’t cheat when I spit
A couple lyrics you don’t eat, my
Bars are a couple of katanas that will
Slice through your face listen Kevin
I’m on beat
You know what you should take? A good seat
I’m feeling like a beast that’s all
Me we gon have scrap in the dirt
Got ya tail in your skirt
Hit his dome with his own cleat
Now I’m finding out that this
Man is dating shania
You said that I wanted her but I
Never wanted to be ya, one month and it’s
Over she’ll be ready to leave ya
Tell that chimpmunk girl to
Snack on her castanea
I’m Smacking you in the back, and
Murder you on the track
I’m teaching an Uncle Tom and
I’ll let him know that’s he wack keep bumping
Like cardiac, he’ll have a panic attack
Cause he’s gonna lose the battle
Like Britain and Pontiac
Imma new legend and you’re
Just ready to lose
Another wack rapper who’s bars are
Lighting the fuse first I got graham
And now I’m coming for you
And tell these A2 rappers that
They’ll be getting it too
Who want smoke? Aidan, Dylan, Jalen, Bones?
I chill on a hill
With my pocket full of bills all this
Rapping fast don’t take no skill
And he lost still but Kevin is tryna top
Mills, but spins like a hot wheel
And Kev the day you messing wit me’s
The day you live out your dream
Kick yo girl out and date camille
I don’t care about JJ that nigga was a
Senior with some swag dating freshman chicks
He just lucky he ain’t catch a
Case, counting all the freshman and
The girls that this man
Done hit it’s crazy how you
Got the facts twisted, said I wanted
Mia, then you said that I shot
A brick when in reality
You wanted her but she wanted
Me you were just another
Second pick yo I tried to help
A friend but she didn’t
Want you she’s a girl that
You could never get
So you should probably check your
Facts before you try to
Come and diss Acrello for the hell of it