Lyrical_Rayda Battle Rap

Ay, smoked and overcooked you 5 months ago, hungry for a bigger L?
Well, you’ll be fed, if you want a win, you’re gonna need a lotta help
Or maybe try someone in your league, ‘cause I make hits, and you’ll get lyrically smacked
Blind battlin’ me, huh? That’s because your diss is prolly wack
Yeah, I’ll bring the Heat, my bars hotter than Miami, dunk yo ass and throw you in the fireplace
That’s your place, bitch, you better get the fuck outta my face, big disgrace
You really think you can one-up me? Well, too bad, I only lose to top 25s
You should put a bag over yo face, if it weren’t for yo big forehead, but don’t forget the fries
Instead of chasing your false hopes to become a rapper, maybe find a job at McDonald’s
I ain’t EnergyDriven, but yeah, if you fuck up my order, I’ll get hostile
You really want the beef, then come to my slaughterhouse, or just tryna get back in the game?
Find someone else smaller to pick on, ‘cause fuckin’ with me ends your fate
Actin’ like a big shot, but can’t even attain a single follower
Yeah, the measly bits you have left of a career soon finna falter
Believin’ you’ll end me, well, that’s your doin’ to yourself
You know nobody would fuck wit’ me if they had more than two braincells