Crisis (Isis Scrud Up Remix)

[Intro]
Before we start today ladies and gentlemen
I just wanna let y'all know from the bottom of my heart
I don’t give a damn, and we 'bout to talk spicy
Aw man (Haha)

[Verse]
Let me speak to you hoes
Say please
I'll let you eat from this bowl
I’m the nigga that gate keep
For all you creeps with a flow
All you niggas that creeped in
Will get a heave and a hoe
Then deported off YouTube
Now ya Visas Revoked
In they Space
They Jammed up
“You want a piece of my glow?”
Now it's peace?
But you was beefin' before
But I'm like Ceech with the smoke
They beef with the Goat then they feelings exposed
I can't battle your self-hate
Boy, you Reap what you sow (Haha)
The Beast is provoked
Now my teeth in ya throat
Don't ask me 'bout hunger
Some my people done fled in a boat
They tell me
“Let him breath, let him breath”
But I won't
For that wack 16
16 in the pole
With 15 in clip
And one in the hole
That’s an Emperors Soundtrack
Munfu, they ain’t know?
Niggas actin' like they never been outside before
Or got jumped
And hung one of them niggas high by a rope
I learned most of you niggas using my fan base
Because you know we supportive and we a family
See what they do is they try to act like my man, aye
Until they get enough fans and then they amscray
A day later they sub tweet ’till they hands break
Then make fake beef and a diss track "for the fans' sake"
Then rinse and repeat
I'm seeing that's your plan A
Yo moma should’ve took a plan B for your fam's sake
See this gone need more then a band aid
Ban all them niggas
Weren't you just on my fan page?
But I ain't do something
And now they all in a rampage
But won't admit the coke & shit
Really causing the damn rage
Battery acid is known to eat a man's face
So I shot that battery in ya back as you ran away
Ran the fade
He gambling thought his hands was straight
Don't you niggas ever try to cross me like a man of Faith
You love the fast rap when they rambling every fucking day
But mumble rap is wack 'cause you can't hear what they fucking say?
Ahhh
Hypocrites on some silly shit
I'm not an idiot
I know what it really is
But if I try to talk about it they gone really bitch
I'm a just keep bumpin' this Uzi Vert
With a pretty bitch
I'm coming to America
I really did
Prince like Akeem my sidekick is a semi bitch
Chick in the car
Dick in her jaw
Her stuff gushy
I love pussy like SimbaThaGod (Haha)
So throw that back or throw the gat
If rap don't work it's stick ups
Hold that jack
I'll need sub machine guns
Let me hold that strap
I'mma need a million subs NoLifeShaq (Braaatt)
I got bars like where Kodak at
Talk tough then jaws lock up
Like Kodak Black
They conscience eats and it eats
They guilt, it leaks through they tweets (I can see it)
If we beef then we beef
The viral moments when we meet
Be careful for what you seek
Can not be solved on YouTube, you geek
I hope 150 retweets
Was worth 32 teeth on the street (Hahaha)

[Outro]
Listen
Listen, I'm tired of being humble
"I don't know, he was humble?"
I'm tired of pretending like I ain't gone say it
I am the best rapper on this platform
When it comes to rappin'
Puttin' bars on a beat
They ain't touchin' me, man
If you take offense to that
Prove me wrong, Whoa
And if you worth my time, I might jump
But you probably not worth my time though, so (Hahaha)
Yo
Shout out to my homie Crypt
Shout out to NoLifeShaq
Shout out to SimbaThaGod
Shout out to Munfu
Shout out to the SFJNation
Shout out to Sky Is The Limit
Na mean
Shout out to the real ones on here
Shout out to Shizzy Six
Na mean
Shout out to all my people
Shout out to Chvse
Na mean, word up
The era of-of-of-of-of this fake diss track stuff
Is officially, over
By the way, shout out to Dax too (Haha)
Nah I'm dead ass, shout out to Dax
Be mad nigga, be mad (Hah)
Aw man
Face