Self-Provoked - The Fuckery (Rebuttal) lyrics

The only reason they think your song is cool
Is cause you rap like me faggot

You bark a big one
But, you hide behind the mic
Admit you won't battle me in person
Probably cause you're scared to fight
You dissed me like five times already dude
Threw two lines at you and you came
Back with a 5 minute song, that's cute
First comes the microphone and
Then the jabbin'
This fool said I'm gonna be in Europe
Yeah cause of Gavlyn
If it wasn't for her or Phora
You would be a nobody
Spending all your hours watching YouTube vids
On Illuminati theories and such
This faggot really think he
Got untouchable microphone abilities, fuck
That was funny though you trying to
Rap like me behind the mic
Man, fuck Poetic Death I'll bring
My poetry to life you get a broken nose
You've been a sour patch since the day you
Weren't put in the Cypher Effect Show
Think I'm lying you can
Always check the facts
You're manipulating feminine ways got
You pms-ing on tracks
It's obvious that you follow my career
For the song I heard
I still had to hear you out
So I did a little research
I went through a few songs but
I wasn't in there long
Everything was making me sad
Why you write depressing songs?
Even the diss song was all
Fucking boring and shit
If it didn't have my name in the title
No one would listen to it come on Chad
You should know better than that
And who the fuck named you Chad? You should
Be mad at your mom and your dad
You say I speak about the streets
You heard your self fool?
I'ma grab you and take you
Inside of a different dimension
Hit you with a deuce deuce
You ain't ready for war, battle
Scars will make you quit
Get hit with missiles stay in your office
Cause the general name don't fit you
No one salutes you, they only boo you
Whine little baby
Make another Facebook status about
Me little baby
You're tears seem more saltier
Than most little baby
You guys wanna learn how to
Rap like pathetic peasants?
Okay, well sit down lad
Let me teach you a lesson
First make sure you have a dictionary in hand
Then squish as many words as you can
And it's okay if they don't understand
Cause point blank
He himself don't know what
The fuck he's saying
He takes words like he takes styles
Professional biter
I made a song with Dizzy Wright, and I have?
You work with Gavlyn Phora daily
And you're still slacking on likes
So who you tryina' burn you bitch made
Ass kissing crack baby looking faggot
Oh you're a lyrical rapper? Now
You're a dictionary rapper
Crack it, open it
What's the message in the bottle?
And fuck pathetic bitch and
Any mothafucka' tryna' follow okay man
I understand you don't like to freestyle
But, you were quick to hop on my flow
Like I was giving away free styles
Rip that gay earing that you wear
And place it on your nose
That's the closest you'll get to 2Pac
So stop using his quotes
Do you belive in hell? Do
You believe in heaven?
I killed one through six
And i'll gladly kill the seventh

Who else do you know that
Talks shit and deny it?
People in their own crew
Knowing you're excited
You're a good general
Then why you're peeps fighting?
Looking like a faggot when you
Play with your eyelid