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a-game - say what you say/99 problems [diss] lyrics

[intro]
in a shed, in a shed ladies and gentlemen
he calls it “mijo’s shed studios” like he’s supposed to be proud of it or something
make sure you hit me up when you have an actual studio dude!
and some new raps, a nice flow, not stuttering on your chopper verses
not riding jokerr’s coat tails… see let me know when you get there!
but let me ask you something, cool?

[verse 1]
why in your right mind would you wanna battle me?
i’ll k!ll this miho once again and rack the casualties
you? better than me? that’s never happening
i’ll diss this trick until he looks like a catastrophe
now listen, since you think you’re so good with dissing dude
why’d it take 4 months for me to get a diss to listen to?
you ain’t that great, man you ain’t even got simple tunes
come step to me, find out that zoo crew is a big platoon
it makes me wonder why you try and be a rapper
i heard your diss, and the reaction was laughter
go tell your mom that a young, suburban cracker
has trashed you and turned your rap life to a hazard
quit dissing artists who are better than you!
i’m telling the truth, you’ll never k!ll in the booth
how’s that shed working for you in this rap thing?
we all laugh when you say you have a future in this rap game!

[bridge]
you know? it’s funny. you dissed me and insane poetry
but then you also dissed hopsin, lo key, the jokerr, grewsum
p-ssionate mc, k!lla t, and shizzy sixx, which is funny…
because they’re all better than you, and before you go
“oh it’s a joke diss dude, shut up dude it’s a joke diss” i know, okay?

[verse 2]
if you having girl problems, i feel bad for you son
i got 99 problems, but this b-tch ain’t one, hit me!
99 problems, but this b-tch ain’t one
99 problems, but this b-tch ain’t one
i know you having girl problems, see it running down your pants, man!
you couldn’t touch me, or the lsp camp!
so put your l’s up to signify this loser
kick your b-tt so hard the foot that’s inside of my shoe hurts
for rap i do work, i’m in the heavyweights
you so wack that you don’t contend for the featherweights
above your level mate, did you not understand
try to find your t-st-cl-s, i bet that you’ll find nothing man!
it’s funny how you drop a diss towards me
and insane poetry, then people say that you a wack emcee
and real talk, i dropped a rough lil diss on ’em
and even then i heard that “a-game’s going in on ’em!”
you don’t contend with an immaculate, p-ssionate
mc who’s k!lling the beats and fill ’em with heat while rapping it
it’s pretty obvious to me, you putting vegas to shame
and for the rise of wack raps, 1810’s to blame

[outro]
that’s it mija, i’m done!

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