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cusa - seif death lyrics

[verse 1: cusa]
uh, seif, am i correct?
imma make you motherf+ckin’ disconnect
so expect the next level or extent of this sh+t
i’m ’bout to hit you from a distance
(embis on the f+ckin’ beat)
let the motherf+cker spit with a direct hit
i’m letting you exit, get you off my checklist
big red x next to seif
but get this, i already got a casket
seef, sife, suck a d+ck
before i can even start this
you thinkin you an artist
can’t even make a bar, sh+t
probably because, b+tch, you are too f+cking rеtarded!
(cardi b’s good)
you think that you the hardest in tеrms of bars
no, but for eminem’s daughter:
yes, you are the best
but the only head you get is when the k!llshot hits
so quick hit the deck!
so, b+tch, why you writing about me?
in the motherf+ckin’ vip like i couldn’t see
i got eyes g, but you don’t got b+lls seif
it’s a f+cking miracle how you get hard for hailie
’bout to k!ll a b+tch in a millisecond
you a minuteman, put the venom in
run him over in a minivan, always k!llin’ it
cause you a f+ckin clown seif!
and i’ll always have the crown, peace
so, seif, and i quote, not a joke
“derek chauvin did nothin’ wrong”
seif, i’m ’bout to dump you in the motherf+ckin’ the ocean
got ’em sayin, “oh sh+t, seif better own it, motherf+cker didn’t write his own diss, what the f+ck is this?”
that’s what i woke up to b+tch
you asking for a pre+written diss
it’s about time that i finish this
you want the real seif fight, b+tch, come get it!
fight your own battles
write your own bars
spit something at ’em
win your own wars
not this one you already lost yours
hit me back, just to chat, b+tch, i got more
[interlude]
pewww
god d+mn, cusa
you f+ckin’ k!lled ’em
it’s aight
this is the burial

[verse 2: embis]
this f+cker seif or sife
i’m bout to unleash the knife
and then i’ll come into your dreams at night
to beat and slice and cut you ’till you bleed and die
you ain’t even a rapper, don’t have a single line
that does rhyme, no punchlines
yet how many times you punch lines tryna get the flow right?
when your so off beat, that even if you don’t write
you would still think he went and spent his whole night
tryna perfect the sh+t just have it go right into the recycle bin
(macos delete noise)
ever since i produced that motherf+ckin’ diss for you and gassed you up
you under this crazy delusion you can rap? you nut
i was f+cking capping cause
i wanted you to feel better
so f+ck it, as the man who caused you to pursue rap:
you should really go get a job or something dude, you’re not spitter
matter of fact you don’t spit, you’re a swallower!
you’d suck a d+ck for follower
integrity don’t f+cking matter long as it gets you a lot of ’em
you’re one of a kind in your scumminess
and a wonderful liar, this f+cker spits
over beats that’s not even licensed
he’s f+cking rich though, doesn’t make sense so
what a b+tch hoe, you’ll end up in a ditch so
beat he’ll need a stitch sewn right across his rib bone
not gonna tip toe long as i’m going in on this sicko
i woke up on christmas day and this dude
asked me make a pic of hailie nude with a deepfake
like go spend time with your family dude, what the f+ck?
ahh, you prolly don’t want me to mention how you defended derek chauvin
“oh, it’s a conspiracy that he’s involved in”
shut the f+ck up, this ain’t show man, this is real life
wake the f+ck up and realize where you were born in
it’s a corrupt world, you prolly racist and more, sh+t
who knows? you chill with mcf4dden
so go ahead respond and call me fat and ugly
that won’t touch me, ’cause you know the fatter i get, the thicker the skin
oh, yeah, and you a bigot again
but as long as i rap, you’ll never get bigger than this
ahh, i’m done

- cusa lyrics

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