Shyt Beh Fiya (Ayceeonethirty Diss)

[Intro: Ware-Wolff]
Yo...
What the fuck... is this shit?
Shyt Beh Fiya!

[Verse: Ware-Wolff]
"The truth's my profession, bitch"
Not no more if fucking ain't
I be readyin' up for battle fully sportin' the war paint
You motherfuckin' bitch! Better vacate the premises
Shit was immanent, I'm like a fuckin' arch nemesis
Up in this shit so villainous with venomous intent to kill
A distant motherfucka who don't want his shit revisited
Don't want nobody know about no songs effecting "riches"
He don't want nobody hearing 'bout no songs of raping bitches
Commencing on the attack to launch and fuck an AC-130 up the goddamn jet engine
Smoke billowing out the windows as you crash and burn
And simmer in the blistering dеsert, a shithole with nothing in it (Faggot)
Used to bе sick with it, you switched quick with it
Say you're worried about keeping your wittle pussy bitch image
So I put rifts in it, fake phony rapping ass
Rip this shit up off the hinges
You the definition of wack bitch irrelevance
Hollerin' and shit like your autistic relatives
I ain't hearing nothing but a fuckin' mouth runnin'
Stuck like a broken record 'bout how your life's coming together
Better than ever now and you a "changed" person
Shoulda seen it coming when I came up in your spot
And had the whole room "dispersing" with their eyes
Staring and watching me while I'm visioning sodomy
Of your mama and me the whole time
What my head is like...
Bitch, you had a potential threat up in where you sleep at night (The fuck?)
Big facts but it's getting off topic
Quit pretending that you're making it
Your shit's as microscopic as mine in the grand scheme of things
I'll do you something better
"Straight snap on this rap in my jacket made of skinned cats"
"Black teeth, grinning full of plaque as I'm spitting crack"
Get slapped in the mouth for spitting that wack shit
Lowlife scumbag for life, you faggot
Who this fuckin' stoner, wack ass, gender fluid AC
Motherfuckin' ADHD having, weed obsessed, corny, no teeth
Bedroom ridden, broke ass bitch, wigger, wannabe
Yachty rapping, SC living, on some phony ass faggotry
To dare call me out on some goddamn bogus shit?
Take another hit and catch a high off your dildo shaped bong
Eat a sack like a bag of dicks, bitch
You a bitch like six times!
Through the whole song, repeat and count which rhymes
Seven now if you count the "bitch" last line
But keep 'em coming, I'm gunning bitches like Columbine
This that shit you ain't liking but since you roll with the Lycan I'ma let you finish one last time
"You see I roll with a Lycan"
"You see I roll with a Lycan"
"You see I roll with a Lycan"
"So ain't no use in the fighting"
"Bitch"

[Outro: Ware-Wolff]
Eight times