(Intro)
You are nothing like me nigga, and there will never be a day, when niggas say we're in the same league, and i'm bout to fuck. You. Up!
[Verse 1]
Nigga, please get this through to your head
I'm already, kickin' your body to make sure that you dead
Leave me alone, before I end up, up in your face
Dax' name on your tongue so much, you know how he taste
Shut up, you ain't nothing complex to decypher
I'll shove your body in the same fridge I had on the cypher
Shockin', dragged him cross the floor, and this actor want static
Now I'm aimin' at ya roof since you like rappin' in your attic
You soft! Chest pumpin, now Gawne at Seconds
Like it ain't nothin but a *pop* to leave 'em Gawne in Seconds
You stepped to me first, got laid out on ya back in a second
You food! You back for seconds? I'm back for seconds. We different!
Baby NF, wannabe Shady
I cast a shadow on this nigga so he wanna be shady
Gettin' exposed, you thinkin that you slayin' something?
You cowardly dog, we heard you, you ain't sayin nothin nigga
[Verse 2]
I see you came for a fight
Don't say nothin' that you wouldn't say while up in my sight
I was tryna chill, ain't tryna take more enemies
This herb, got me here with Black Airforce energy
Fans buggin' like, you ain't get stretched before
Y'all won't see G with A W N E more
Head shot, your mind mush, medics carryin' your brain
You ain't get here wit ya grind, you got carried off the names
That you love to be around, got some nerve to be actin' hard
You clean cut, a clean cut, will give you your first battle scar
Watch your tongue you don't know what I might do
I've smacked plenty of niggas that looked like you, since high school
You'll get hooked to wires, and ya jaw gettin' strapped
You got quality production but your bars never match
You can gold plate a turd, but it's still gon' be shit
Asked the world for competition and it showed me this bitch
The irony. This goes how against I'm livin' my life
Be flattered. I don't invest in the same pussy twice
But you? Really feel like you got somethin to prove
You just somethin I'll move, cuz I got nothin to do
For real. Scru, please tell this nigga to quit it
Not everybody dies, you did and I didn't
You trash. The consensus is you fuckin suck
Watch your mouth, I'll actually fuck you up!
[Verse 3]
Nigga y'all don't think I top Gawne? Y'all gon' see your top down
Poppin' at your top Gawne, whoever on ya top down
I'mma leave his top down, leavin' with his top down
The only options clickin' 'till your box drop down- nigga
Face the fact you are not a threat
Seems like that brain injury did something to your common sense
You tryna go through that again?
Having to learn how to get your fingers moving again?
He got me shootin' again, damn shame I got an L to give
All that home schoolin' couldn't fuckin teach you etiquette
'Cuz you ain't dyin' with grace, you better book fast
It's sayin something when your fans are sayin that you look bad
This ain't somethin niggas do to themselves
You dropped Nuclear, and ended up nukin' yourself, loser
I ain't want this call to duty
He would call me the N word, on Call of Duty
And shit himself, when I get his I.P address
Niggas think you tough? Then, I need fact checks
You wanted this and got popped by a wordsmith
Leavin with the goat head like, Baphomet worship
[Verse 4]
I put a spark in you and you had to recharge
That battery in your back gon' get me a battery charge
There ain't nothin positive, when I'm speakin' on you
Frontin' like you ill 'till I put that fever on you
I don't mind the lisp, it's easy to spit in your face
My teeth? Like your vital signs, I'm keepin' them shits straight
You a clone of motherfuckers that you'll never amount to
You don't have a quality, that we'd remember about you
There ain't shit that make you special, I wish you could sing
I could kill you now and the game, ain't losin' a thing
You mediocre at best, I got a rope for neck
The next time you think of suicide I hope you invest
You a little nigga that's gassed by some numbers tryna rumble
Your father ain't teach you I'm forcin' you to be humble
Like damn. I am not them niggas that you talk about
You say the wrong thing, it won't be safe for you to walk about
Pussy! I'll do more then drop you if I strike
When your manager robbed you he should've robbed you of ya life!
[Verse 5]
Once upon a time there was a nigga named Gawne
Who would do anything possible to get views like a don
Hop in anyone's beef, hop on anyone's beef
Calls himself the goat, his fans never say that he's wrong
His head filled with delusions, and he fakes like he boss
Not really a winner but won't ever say that he lost
Think he better then he is when droppin' his songs
And got sent straight to hell, when he stepped to The Gawd
Found out you just stupid but I heard that you're fearless
When I'm through with you they'll really need to blur your appearance
Take this as a life lesson, we nothin the same
There's somethin ridin' shotgun to make you stay in your lane
Thought I was a game? Guess this girl wanted to have fun
Said I'm Blueface? Bitch I'll choke you 'till you have one!
Put the shit in quotes if he say he "undefeated"
It's a great day on the site once his channel gets deleted nigga, Gawd
[Outro]
Are you fucking stupid?!
'fuck outta' here nigga
Gawne Died Today was written by VI Seconds.
VI Seconds released Gawne Died Today on Wed Oct 23 2019.