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az_1985 – junior year lyrics

[verse 1]
yeah, you been hatin’ on me since day one
do you think you havin’ a lot of fun?
well i didn’t ask
cuz i just seen you around just wearin’ a mask
you been makin’ fun of kids on the spectrum
that’s prolly why you got problems with your r+ct+m
are you just tryna test ‘em
watch yo mouth before you open it
all you been tryna do is hit
learn to start respectin’ women
you actin like you part of the real men
i don’t think you can be forgiven
that’s why i was like diss em

[version 2]
now let’s transition, junior year, i ain’t ever shed a tear
you prolly got yoself a beer
was it your mission?
collecting commissions
to hate on me
you ain’t he
hm, this might be yo future career
yo personality is likе a veneer
spreading hate, prolly dеfending andrew tate
ay senior year
you’re still here
that day you slapped me in front of yo friends
this why you don’t got yo own cents, or any strength
yeah, cuz u tend to send hate
to run yo trap, just get yoself a mate
maybe i should just hand u a map
i kept my hands to myself
cuz i got the mentality of a black belt
i know how it’s felt
but this matter just couldn’t be dealt, with
watch yourself
learn to start respecting people
never make fun of those born with a condition
otherwise you gon’ be the next addition to the edition
it’s almost like a tradition
you should be full of contrition
cuz it seems like you always been hatin’ and can’t say nun good
dawg legit sent me a video of some wood
two men givin’ a handshake
just proves how fake you are
you can’t spit any bars
like that just ain’t funny, you’re just h0m+phobic
it seems like you’re pr+ne
to have this typa tone
alright, i’m boutta rest up, i gotta get back in my zone
dawg just get off my phone
[verse 3]
yeah y’all tried to leak my address
you just seemed h+lla pressed
bro hit me up like a print press
honestly, yo life lookin’ like a mess
stop running yo trap before i release another diss
yo shots just been a miss
you think you la flame, and that you belong on the hall of fame
i think u should first learn how to play video games
the reality is that u just a lil whitewashed, you ain’t ever gettin in haas
you just a lil stereotypical brown boy who prolly gets played around with like a toy
maybe try drinking some soy+milk
wait nah u prolly drink pilk
yo pillow cover prolly made of silk
you been makin’ fun of kids with autism
what u tryna do with the ad hominem or sum
watch yo mouth and learn the term respect
you prolly just had crepes
forgot what a dosa is
instead gulpin’ down on those mimosas huh
doesn’t seem like u remember the traditions
you don’t got a sense of intuition
yo solution prolly to load up w some ammunition
hm, i think you believe in superstitions
but you not some magician
[verse 4]
bro was prolly desperate to be on first person shooter
i think you just need a tutor
dawg just can’t live without a vape in his mouth
so i don’t know what ur all on bout
at this rate you gon’ get gout
when i heard yo insults i just laughed spittin’ outta my mouth
i think i’ve just now found the right route

[verse 5]
dawg hating on bollywood
you just been riding hollywood
bro prolly never even watched tollywood
the likelihood of u changing is prolly nonexistent
i think yo insults still intermittent
you think you’re very clever, but the truth is you’re just a whoever

[verse 6]
yeah, clowning on my lyrics i don’t even think urs can sit well
remember that l+st is a sin
if i heard your lyrics i’d throw ‘em in the trash bin
maybe just go ring the bell
no one gon answer
maybe just get an enhancer
wait never mind, this is legally bind
i just gotta stay on the grind
jack said no enhancers
[verse 7]
yo attitude you seem a little upset, aw, maybe just go hit a cigarette
that’s prolly the easy solution
but i’m a solvent
offset right
i think you just a fan
might be time for u to get hit with the ban
you think you boutta get a gram by dissin’ my lyrics
all the hate after high school
bro u just makin urself look like a fool
[verse 8]
junior year you said what dawg
i’d be successful and make money but won’t find a partner
all u do when you see those instagram posts
bro in his mind prolly like i wanna heart her
you ain’t him
yo personality a lil grim
maybe just get the right typa trim next time
not a bald fade
and fix yo grades
junior year was insane
dawg please get rid of that mane
lowkey like cudi’s insano except his album was great
i can’t even find a grain+o, salt, you just full of hate
hey it’s not your fault, it’s a predisposition
i think i have a suspicion

[verse 9]
dawg prolly addicted to p+rn
yo neurons boutta get torn
yo prefrontal cortex
stop tryna flex
the axons
bro lowkey tryna work at amazon
axon terminal?
good luck with that
i think i can buy you a hat
hm, i think you just rewired your brain
d+mn what u think you gain
all of those ap classes in vain
bro just hop off the train
you prolly just a h+rn+dog
i think i just mog
this diss don’t miss
i don’t ever wanna hear u hiss, again

[verse 10]
only thing u got right is kanye’s music is good
alright it’s time to put this book to a close, start a new chapter
hopefully u get the message
yo insults r a vestige

[verse 11]
yeah, i made this without a metronome
almost like the google dome
i released on 1 hour of sleep
next time don’t try to peep
yo trap just runnin like the sound of a beep
yo insults like a heap
i hope this was a nice treat
next time don’t try to greet, me
or i’ll diss u like like that
that’s just straight facts

- az_1985 lyrics

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