RAP DEVIL (Explicit)

RAP DEVIL (Explicit) - mgk

Oh my god Ronny

Ayy somebody grab him some clippers zzzzt

His f**kin' beard is weird

Tough talk from a rapper payin' millions for security a year

I think my dad's gone crazy yeah Hailie you right

Dad's always mad cooped up in the studio yellin' at the mic

You're sober and bored huh I know

About to be 46 years old dog

Talkin' 'bout I'ma call up trick trick

Man you sound like a b***h b***h

Man up and handle your s**t ugh

Mad about somethin' I said in 2012

Took you six years and a surprise album just to come with a diss

Homie we get it we know that you're the greatest rapper alive

F**kin' dweeb all you do is read the dictionary and stay inside

F**k rap god I'm the rap devil

Comin' bare-faced with a black shovel

Like the armageddon when the smoke settle

His body next to this instrumental I'm sayin'

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats let's talk about it

I'm sick of you bein' rich and you still mad let's talk about it

Both of us single dads from the midwest we can talk about it

Or we could get gully I'll size up your body

And put some white chalk around it

Let's talk about the fact you actually blackballed a rapper

That's twice as young as you let's talk about it

Let's call sway

Ask why I can't go on shade 45 because of you brrt

Let's ask interscope

How you had paul rosenberg tryin' to shelf me huh

Still can't cover up the fact

Your last four albums is as bad as your selfie

Now tell me what do you stand for what

I know you can't stand yourself no

Tryin' to be the old you so bad you stan yourself ha

Let's leave all the beefin' to 50 please

Em you're pushin' 50

Why you claimin' that I'ma call puff

When you the one that called diddy facts

Then you went and called jimmy facts

They conference called me in the morning what

They told me you mad about a tweet

You wanted me to say sorry what

I swear to god I ain't believe him nah

Please say it ain't so no

The big bad bully of the rap game can't take a f**kin' joke

Oh you want some f**kin' smoke what

But not literally you'll choke

Yeah I'll acknowledge you're the GOAT

But I'm the gunner b***h I got you in the scope brra

Don't have a heart attack now no

Somebody help your mans up help

Knees weak of old age the real slim shady can't stand up

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats let's talk about it

I'm sick of you bein' rich and you still mad let's talk about it

Both of us single dads from the midwest we can talk about it

Or we could get gully I'll size up your body

And put some white chalk around it

Hello marshall my name's colson

You should go back to recovery

I know your ego is hurtin'

Just knowin' that all of your fans discovered me hi

He like d**n he a younger me

Except he dresses better and I'm ugly

Always making fun of me

Stop all the thuggery marshall you livin' in luxury d**n

Look what you done to me

Dropped an album just because of me

D**n you in love with me

You got money but I'm hungry

I like the diss but you won't say them lyrics out in front of me

Shout out to every rapper that's up under me

Know that I'll never do you like this f**kery

Still bitter after everyone loves you

Pull that wedgie out your dungarees hey

I gotta respect the ogs and I know most of 'em personally ayy

But you're just a bully actin' like a baby

So I gotta read you a nursery nursery

I'm the ghost of the future

And you're just ebenezer scrooge facts

I said on flex anyone could get it

I ain't know it would be you

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats let's talk about it

I'm sick of you bein' rich and you still mad let's talk about it

Both of us single dads from the midwest we can talk about it

Or we could get gully I'll size up your body

And put some white chalk around it

Ridin' shotty 'cause I gotta roll this dope

It's a fast road when your idols become your rivals yeah

Never hesitate to say it to your face I'm a a*****e

B***h-a*s motherf**ker

Oh my god Ronny

We know you get nervous rabbit

I see momma's spaghetti all over your sweater

I wish you would lose yourself on the records

That you made a decade ago they were better

Accordin' to them you're a national treasure

To me you're as soft as a feather

The type to be scared to ask Rihanna for her number

Just hold her umbrella-ella-ella

I'm not afraid okay oscar the grouch chill on the couch f**k

You got an oscar d**n

Can anyone else get some food in their mouth for real

They made a movie about you you're in everybody's top ten

You're not getting better with time

It's fine Eminem put down the pen

Or write an apology

Over the simple fact you had to diss to acknowledge me

I am the prodigy

How could I even look up to you you ain't as tall as me

5'8 and I'm 6'4 seven punches hold your head still

Last time you saw 8 mile was at home on a treadmill

You were named after a candy

I was named after a gangster brr

And don't be a sucker and take my verse

Off of yelawolf's album thank you thank you

I just wanna feed my daughter

You tryna stop the money to support her

You the one always talkin' 'bout the action

Text me the addy I'm pullin' up scrappin'

And I'm by my f**kin' self what's happenin'

EST captain salute me or shoot me

That's what he's gonna have to do to me

When he realizes there ain't s**t he could do to me

Everybody always hated me this isn't anything new to me

Yeah there's a difference between us

I got all of my s**t without dre producin' me ayy

I know you're not used to me

Usually one of your disses should ruin me

But b***h I'm from cleveland

Everybody quiet this evenin' I'm readin' the eulogy shh

Dropped an album called kamikaze

So that means he killed him

Already f**ked one rapper's girl this week

Don't make me call kim

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats let's talk about it

I'm sick of you bein' rich and you still mad let's talk about it

Both of us single dads from the midwest we can talk about it

Or we could get gully I'll size up your body

And put some white chalk around it