
Diss'respect
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- hardcore hip hop
- dark jazz
- hard trap
- hip hop
- jazz rap
- contemporary r&b
- dark trap
- hateful
- violence
- southern hip hop
Lyrics
Intro
Unh, pull the curtain back, see the wizard’s got a receding hairline
Yeah, you’re the main character in a movie that’s straight to the bargain bin
Interlude
Tick-tock, you’re watching my wrist, the gears are all in my head, fam
Cute little leash, does it come with a matching ribbon man?
I’m the glitch in your gospel, the static on your holy radio
You’re selling oceanfront property in a sandbox, bless your heart yo
I’m the hurricane coming to flip the script, the shopping cart too
Your "status quo" sounds like a dial-up tone in a 5G world boo
I’m the pearls before the swine, watch ‘em get tossed and swirled oooo
Interlude-Break
Verse 1
Oh, you thought the cage had a lock? That’s precious, really
Your whole pyramid scheme is looking real silly
I’m the wild card, the joker in a deck of soggy cardboard
Why would I want the throne when I’m bored of the whole board?
I’m out the box, out the frame, out the orbit, off the lease
While you’re still trying to find the manual for inner peace
Yeah, unh, keep the change, I’m the currency you can’t mint
I’m the marathon winner while you get a cramp in a sprint
Chorus
You’re playing checkers on a board made of glass n ego
I’m the ghost in the machine, dodging every "shoulda-gone-there" veto
Talking ‘bout "rules" like they’re etched in the crust of the planet
I’m the tectonic shift, baby, you’re a pebble of granite
You’re the landlord of a house made of napkins and spit
I’m the match in the wind, wait for the light to get lit
Stay in your lane, it’s a nice tricycle with streamers
The world belongs to the doers, you’re the king of the dreamers
I’m fiber-optic, surgical, moving through copper wire
You’re the sparkler in the rain, I’m the charcoal in the fire
Interlude
Verse 2
Ch-check the frequency, you’re staticky, I’m sounding like a crystal
You’re the finger on the trigger, but I’m the actual whistle
Take a selfie with the ceiling, ‘cause that’s as high as you’re going
I’m the river breaking banks while you’re still wondering if it’s flowing
Unsubscribed, deleted, and the cache is cleared for good
I’m a forest fire burning through your plastic neighborhood
Yeah, freedom’s a cologne, and you’re smelling like a dusty shelf
I’d tell you to be you, but you’re probably sick of yourself
Unh, yeah, imma bounce on the track, leave ‘em guessing
I’m the answer to the question that you’re still busy addressing
oooo
Bridge
Wicky-wicky, stay mad, the scenery is better from the sky
I’m the "how" and the "why" while you’re stuck on the "bye-bye"
Your grip is slipping like a bald tire on a sheet of ice
I’m the miracle, you’re just the advice at a discounted price
No notifications, no pings, no strings on the marionette
I’m the only sure thing in a world where you’re an uncertain debt
Yeah, walk it out, talk it out, but the exit sign is mine
I’m the vintage vintage, you’re just a box of sour wine
Outro
Peace, unh, we gone.
END
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