Shyan Diss Track 2.0

[Shyan Diss Track]

This the diss track and here’s the fucking disclaimer
Drop one back if it's your life that you wager
(Descending Echo: You Wager, You Wager, You Wager, You Wager)
(Explosion)

[Dies Irae - Male Choir]

Dies irae dies illa
Solvet saeclum in favilla
Teste David cum Sibylla
Quantus Tremor est futurus
Quando judex est venturus
Cuncta stricte discussurus!
(Static)

[Shyan Diss Track 2.0 ~ Chief Keef ~ Hate Me Now Instrumental]

Already know I’m back on the track
Nigga dropped one so I’m droppin' one back
Drop niggas off, take you straight the rack
And if nigga try shootin', get bodied like Shaq
Didn’t want do this again
Look how nigga switch up and I thought we were friends
This be a prayer to god for my sins
Already killed nigga once, Im a kill him again
You know you done made a mistake
I’m just going back to my ways
You know that I don’t give a fuck
That’s word to our history, like back in the day
Been timid to long I’m going back to the flames
Been watchin’ on bleachers put me in the game
Been watchin’ the canvas, put brush to the paint
Painting the picture and you’re in the frame
Try stealing my fame, raps been my domain
You biting off flows, all your flows are the same
Been biting off waves, when it pour it rains
Unknown king of rap, this the start of my reign
When the track is done only one will remain
I’m closing the casket, leave you in your grave
You should never give out more than you can take
And never shoot shots that is more than your weight
(Horns)(Swoop)
Lady: Remix
Guy: Ugh

[Shyan Diss Track 2.0 ~ Lil Herb ~ 4 Minutes of Hell Pt. 3 Instrumental]

You already know, switchin' up tracks man we’ll get to the roast
Start from the top, can’t go straight for the throat
Start from the bottom, that’ll be all that he wrote
Put that as a quote
All that he knows is just all that he don’t
All that he says is just all that he won’t
All that he is is just all that he ain’t
You’re testing my patience, you’re testing my aim
All I can say that it won’t be the same
I’ll bury you proper, put you in your place
Hire yourself and try test the case
The first time a ghost ever got in my way
You weren’t the first, and you won’t be the last
I’m steady taking the snakes out of the grass
Steady takin' souls and watchin’ them die
You really don’t know what it take to survive
Guy: Hold Up
DJ Khaled: Another one

[Shyan Diss Track 2.0 ~ Lil Wayne ~ Gunwalk Instrumental]

Yeah, this the Shyan diss track
Heard you been spitting too, if you real then just sit back
And think that, a man really killed a nigga off rap?

Back at it again
Gonna keep going back till it the end
Gonna keep dissin' till you understand
You’re out of my league, but that’s out of your hands
You’re out of my league, and nigga you know it
Merked you first track, and my nigga you showed it
I think you were really caught up in the moment
You didn’t even notice your casket was closin’ man
You had your voice faded last track
I done turned your ass to a ghost
Sometimes the things that you love
Are really the things that you loathe
Sometimes the things you fear least
Are those that just happen the most
Sometimes the things that you want
Those are the ones you never can own man
And you know that really the fuckin' truth
And you know what all em them bitches do
And you seem to know how the liquor talk
But you let it whisper it's interlude
Shots taken, it slowly seeps into you
It rocks you to sleep, plays another tune
Pool full of liquor
Pussy on the pedestal
You let it get to you
You don’t know other moves
So you moving back to your old tings
You moving back to your true roots
Really thought that that chapters been closed
Shits been read twice, it’s been overdue
Like part 3, it’s comin’ soon
Vaughan movement, man you know it's true
Already hit twice, man that’s deja-vu
If you hit thrice that’s a honeymoon
Shootin' shots, hold the follow through
And my shot wet, like the morning dew
And I’ll keep shootin' these fucking shots
Nigga right down to his molecules
Like my shots left more residue
Of what the fuck will be left of you
You gotta think twice, and know your place
You gotta watch who you talkin' to man

[Allegri - Miserere mei, Deus]

Miserere mei, Deus
Secundum magnam misericordiam tuam
Et secundum multitudinem miserationum tuarum
Dele iniquitatem meam
Amplius lava me ab iniquitate mea

[Mikey Luvs Rhea 6969]

Mikey, Mikey shooting shots but you aiming the wrong way
You know I'd lowe you but nigga but you shot on the wrong day
Coming at me on some bullshit you think this shit okay?
Sit yo ass back down you nappy headed looking Rozay
(Hysterical Laughter)

[Mikey Luvs Rhea 6969]

You wanna say I'm a snake?
Better than being a hippo

[Russell Westbrook Postgame Interview Excerpt]

What!?
Bro, what are you talkin’ bout man
Birdman: Put some respeck on my name

[Shyan Diss Track 2.0 ~ Meek Mills ~ Stressin Instrumental]

Yeah, this the Shyan diss track
Heard you been spitting too, if you real then fuckin sit back
And think that, a nigga really dissed a man on 4 tracks?

Nigga put respeck on my name
Know it won’t be the same
Nobody can diss me and still escape living
Yeah, that’s just word to my aim
You dissin' me back so here is your answer
Disrespect me, like the fuck are your manners
No wonder you hated those two week rappers
Your bars are too weak to live up to their standards
And we know that you really a fucking snake
But what’s a snake to the G.O.A.T
Ego too large and you stay takin’ L’s
The closest you’ll ever come to me is “gloat”
I do this for y'all
Nah, I do this for me
Cause I’m the one really been doing the most
I’m really the one that been puttin' in work
I’ve never been one to been put myself first
But all that’s gonna change best believe me
Hardest nigga alive a nigga been slayed all my demons
Slavery in my veins, loosen the chains, like lord release me
Please forgive my sins, I killed again, make me a freeman
I’m just too deep in

[Russell Westbrook Postgame Interview Excerpt]

Bruh, I’m out man
Y’all niggas trippin’
Fuck is he sayin’
(Beep)