The real rap demon (diss to aiden)

[intro]
1387
Dead man productions

[verse 1]
Man u know what
Fuck this shit
Got this chatter
Making me feel like I'm in a pit
That bitch throwing a fit
Bitch I'm li-git
U need to get a grip
U lost
U be acting like it was close
Bitch I won by 13 mile
U need to dile it down
U in a cell
No one's gonna send u a file
No one cares
No file
Need to dile it down
Fucking baby
Wanted a battle
Lost your fucking rattle
U be geting th e paddle
By your boyfriend
Yeah
He put that sattle on u
Ride u like a bitch
U wanted a battle
Had no fucking rattle
Bitch u lost
Now u on the ground crying
Sounding like a bitch,bitch
Living in a ditch,bitch
Trying to rock with me
Bitch piut a sock in it
Sounding like a bitch,bitch
Ant Got no pitch,bitch
U a snitch,bitch
I got the tools
To get a girl
Bitch looking like a fool

[Chorus]
Man
I'm tired of the shit
Sick of them lies
Sick of u hiding behind a fake pick
Come on lil bitch
Let's talk bout it
Stop pursuing out
Bro we can talk avout it
U lost
I know
Bro Just walk it out
We can talk about it
Or we can get guilly
Think u wise
I'll size up your body
Put some white chalk around it

[verse]
Come on walk it out
Man fuck it
Tired of your shit
Come on pussy
'talk about it
U called me out
Gave me shit
Bro what the fuck is this shit
Man
I give u a diss
U give me a miss
I know your nervous
Bitch I'm a pro
I don't give a dam bout you
I give the facts
U give shit
So come on
Let me give u the facts
Come on
Walk it out
Sounding like a bitch,bitch
Living in a ditch,bitch
Got no pitch,bitch
You a snitch,bitch
Fuck it
I'm tired of your shit
Bitch u throwing a fit
Living in a point
Fucking pussy
Call me an asshole
Man fuck it
U a mole hill
Bitch I'm gonna make a mountain out of you
I'm n asshole
U a slacker
Let's talk about the facts
U called me out
Gave me shit
Bro what the fuck is this
I give you a diss
You fucking missed
Gave me a paragraph
Fact
You one that called me out
Fact
You provoked me
Now u missed
Cuz u got dissed
Cuz u called me out
Instead u got the rap demon
Bitch fuck all the others
I'm the real rap demon
Man. Fuck this shit
You the one crying to alex
Fact
You the one that brought my homies into this
Fact
I'm the rap demon
The real rap demon
Fact
U tried to shelf me
Bitch u can't even reach the top shelf
Fact
Bitch I'm the rap demon
The real rap demon
Fact
So awesome
100× better than u bitch
Fact

[Chorus]
Man I'm tired of your shit
I'm sick of u
Sick of the lies
U picking on people smaller
Sick of u hiding
Behind that fake pic.so
(So fake)
Like drake
Come on lil bitch
Let's talk about it
Stop pussying out
Bro we can talk about it
U can go walk it out
I know I lost
Bro just walk it out
Come on
We can talk it out
Or we can get gully about it
Think I size
I'll size up your body
Put some white hall around it

[verse 3]
Hay Aiden
My names dravin
See ain't no bitch in me
I ain't gonna god Behind a fake pick
You hide everything
Yet
I got all these songs
Tell my story
Dam so stupid
U most be like dory
Fucked up in the head
Can't get no real diss
Yeah
I know
Your ego is hurting
Cuz u lost
Cuz all of your followers descoverd me
Oh wait
What followers
Ain't got none
Stop hiding under a rug
Trying to act like a thug
Bitch you as soft as a pug
Tlking bout my homies
Bring my girl into this
Fucking pussy
Stop trying to change the subject
Talking bout her
Better shut the fuck up
Before I go
Pop,pop,pop,pop
Shot,shot,shot,shot
Shot a slug in your bitch ass
Im a real thug
Better shut the fuck up
I'm the real rap demon
Ant no fucking angle
This am demon
Better shut the fuck up
Before I put a slug in your ass
Acting like a thug
Trying to call urself a god
Okay
Okay
Think your smug
Come on thug
I'm a fucking rap demon
The real rap demon
So
Come on thug
Looking like a bug
Hiding under a rug
Come on
So we can see
So we all can see
The real u
They know the real me
I'm the real rap demon
Okay
You a thug
Mug your ass
Put a slug in u
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