Song Lyrics:

*GameBoy - Best Rapper Diss (Home Recorded Freestyle)* [Verse 1] Breakfast is 'bout to be served Y'all ready to take offense Get the cameras rollin' lights on In the court I mean the sayin' life is a movie Is only a concern to y'all When takin' legal actions I Spit Hell The soul that listens, Got the ears of ashes So what ya excuse my French Kill ya wit' the spit that chewed on Polony As my veins flow like Waterfall Contaminated wit' listereosis Oh Shit, my statues in motion Spit bars all to ya knees Put a wet floor sign, caution Any rapper that claims as the best Reply to me We take it from the Jungle to the wild Where we can start beefin' An' just in case ya haven't heard Remember the Tupac an' Biggie beef Look behind the scenes my soul was the chef If I ain't never heard ya Spit Best believe ya whack to me Download this Cole beat an' prove yourself to me For some reason I found myself as a leader Followin' the footsteps Those who below me Translation I been a winner Quite frankly I'm mad 'cause I'm seein' fingerprints on my Trophy like what the Hell Anyway I understand Guess I had to pick up off where mostly Fail to sustain I trusted pink So I'm seein' Niggas Varnish like Stains This is formal submission For the best rapper post I'm lookin' to fill the emptiness within the throne Prepare ya subjugation feels For this battle against me 'bout to remain as defeat I'm a sturdy muthafucker Ya wouldn't read my mind Wit' the Professor by side Just to be clear, I'm the Juggernaut Ya up in ya game lookin' tense I literally fuck up my mind Just so I'd cum to my sense I'm makin' this my 1st track in my EP Whack rappers tryna be real As if Deadpool would be a character of Disney So if ya real enough Ya what I produced in sperm bank Withdrew wit' upfront cash So trap music is kinda like The poverty trap of Hip Hop Eat ya girl last like the chewy Centre of Pin Pop I am a God Y'all is ancestors Niggas like drama Like Wandi the Generation Actress Y'all got a good thin' goin' 'til GameBoy step up an' kill ya vibes Now mournin' for an empty coffin See it's like Ya fuck ya girl an' nothin' is happenin' My Verse got pleasure I Spit, next thin' ya know ya girl be squirtin' Post traumatic stress disorder Is the results of this war raged Fuck ya over Y'all is my brother's from another mother Ya know well the family feuds Can fuck ya hunger Feel the wrath of the next H2Rap God Hell breakin' loose is a synonym to the Flamez I spit The evil only needs "D" to be the Devil Me an' ya are a seed split to 2, we done grew apart Whatever I spit is whatever ya mind consumes 1st degree burns in my tongue I spit an' all Hell break loose Guess it's me spillin' the beans That was once trapped in a tin of oppression Exposal of the truth is why most of us get killed A twinklin' star, from the sky I was removed At this moment I'm a shootin' star That's how far I came, spittin' bars