Freshy Kanal, Brooke Morgan VA, Shadow Zel - Taylor Swift vs. Kanye West lyrics

BONUS BATTLE!

Taylor Swift!

VERUS

Kanye West!

BEGIN!

It's Mr west
The modern Gandhi with swagger unrivaled
Spittin' verses so damn holy must've
Come from the Bible
With your love songs in your pages
You forever would be nameless
If I didn't come along and
Then make this bitch famous gold digger
Sold for pop and became musically crude
And I'm still dropping hotter shit
Just rapping "Poopity scoop"
My autotune changed the game
I'd suggest that you should use it
'Cause you can only sing two notes
Like you sampled your own music
(S-s-sampled your own music sampled
Your, sampled your, sampled)

Now, drop off the Earth again
Snake and I'll come replace your shit
My clothes sell out so quickly they
Should call me Tailor Swift (Haha)
I broke the record of break
Out artists that I've launched
While you're the broken record of break up
Songs that high schools play at prom

Let me take the mic back
Let's see who is speechless
Your rapping's sloppy
Too bad you can't re-release it
Everyone loved your hit's until
You started ramblin'
Now the whole world is pissed
Like it's your Grammy

I'm for "breaking the silence" but
They should've wired your mouth
Then you wouldn't rant on Kim and
Send your marriage Kanye South
I've never missed with genre switches
Folklore's hit the money
I killed it running country
You failed tryna run the country

Wax figures are the only kind of
Models that you've slept with
It's obvious since South Park that
You're fishing for attention
Assaulting paparazzi they should
Call you Roc-A-Felon
You couldn't even square up
In your Roblox cospl-

Hold up, hold up, hold up
Yo, that verse really hurt me
And I'mma let you finish
But we can tell that Liz Rose wrote
The best of all your disses
You sued a dude for a dollar
To bring justice to women?
I made bigger change when I drove
50 Cent out of business (Aw)

Call me Scooter Braun because
I'm stealing this match (Huh)
Ate so much pussy now I
Ate this one from Cats (Huh)

Aw, I see why your fans stay
Disappointed after all that noise
From your release dates for Yandhi
Back to "slavery's a choice"
Your verses were so monotonous and dragged
On for so long that
You'd be better off spewing your
Four hundred page contract

So don't rail on George based
On your history with women
Seems you're only fond of bushes when
You push fiances in 'em
Your career is like your clothing line
Torn up and washed out
Now you're only known as
The Electoral College Dropout