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deji - unforgivable lyrics

[intro: deji]
hahaha
deji x dax x crypt
let’s go

[verse 1: deji]
jj, wanna play games?
wanna snake me, get your friends tryna battle me (battle me)
now they wanna bait names
how can a man choose friends over family? (family)
jj, we ain’t the same
when i start wars, it only brings casualty (casualty)
little boy, stay in your lane
imma drag you to the ground like gravity
talk about me, only negativity
bringing up girls to ruin credibility
text my parents to try and get rid of me
how in h-ll have you not lost dignity?
like whoa! (whoa)
how could you block your bro? (bro)
even blocked your mum and dad too
how could you be so low? (no way)
did you know? (what?)
your friends only there for the dough (okay)
oh no! (what?)
your friends only there so they blow (no way)
yeah, you got the big bucks
clout got you g-ssed for a quick f-ck
went and got a girl to l!ck your -rs-
instead of getting your d-ck sucked (d-ck sucked)
you’re not a king, your mind is vacant
need a doctor, running out of patients
’cause of my vid you’re moving your statements
next to your girlfriend, hid in the bas-m-nt
you always say you made me (huh?)
you always say i’m lazy (no)
but i’m here, on my grind
while you’re just k!lling babies
and how can you attack a man
when you f-cked a girl in a caravan?
your flow is poor and your songs are sh-t
you’re ten times worse than my camera man

[verse 2: jallow]
you ain’t got time for your bro
but you got time for these hoes, oh no (okay)
yeah, i’m the guy on the camera, i’ve got the craziest flows (they’re crazy)
the name is jallow, i’m stealin’ the show
i’m takin’ it home, now you’re beefin’ the pros
but i’m gonna blow so stop with the gloat
and tell all your fans what’s screaming to know
i’m just an elegant yute
everyone knows i’m better than you (okay)
quadeca exposed your irrelevant views
’cause bro, you’re afraid of tellin’ the truth (oh, mad)
i know you think you’re awesome
but it’s time to take some caution (stay back)
you baited out deji for texting those girls
but you’re on your fourth abortion (stay dead)
spent 100k on a cr-p track
still got a draw, now that’s that
instead of sparring or going gym
you’re posting strippers on snapchat (br–sts)
all my vids, you won’t share mine
but now i’m getting the airtime (in the sky)
like malaysia airlines
(its dax!)
n0body’s found your hairline

[verse 3: dax]
p-ssy -ss boy, please excuse my manners
uncle tom n-gga, you a youtube cracker
speak on my name, that’s a youtube dagger
i’m a mainstream n-gga, not a youtube rapper
i was in the trap tryna get my rest
then i heard you was talking, i was like that’s blessed
got a couple million views of the sh-t, no stress
waste time on a p-ssy -ss n-gga, say less
couldn’t step up to me
if he do, then it’s death to the g
boy, you better tread carefully
catch l’s like definitely
oh, you a troll
why the f-ck you talking ’cause everybody knows
that i went from nothin’ to somethin’
and started bubblin’, bubblin’
and now they paying to see me and that’s facts
man, i went from cleaning in public to getting money in bunches
so if you hating a n-gga then you wack
lois called me up the other day and asked me what i was doin’
that’s yo’ ex-girlfriend, she was practically droolin’
put that b-tch up on her back, i had to toot it and boot it
she a bad lil’ b-tch, so i c-cked it and screwed it
dax had the b-tch bad on a back
dax had to put gas on the track
dax had to put pen to the pad
just to show n-ggas how the best would react
ksi, this is not a game
wanna thank you for the clout but you still a lame
i don’t really give a f-ck if you sayin’ my name
’cause it’s only gettin’ views, multiplyin’ fame
n-gga, you so trash, so bad
got yo’ body in a toe tag, no cap
nah n-gga, can’t collab, you trash
couldn’t pay me like 40 racks, 40 racks, 40 racks
yeah n-gga, that’s right
if you had dax up on ya song
that sh-t would probably change yo’ life

[verse 4: crypt]
it’s kinda funny, it took a n0body for you to finally rap for once
(it’s crypt!)
okay, so now my name’s been dropped
and thanks for that
the crypt been empty since i ripped into randolph’s -ss
ya wanna step to me? here’s the welcome mat
this fat man gonna eat and b-tch you a snack
you wanna be ares? but you barely researched
you the god of war but i’m the god of rap
b-tch, bow to me until your hairy knees hurt
imma make you see how a real god reacts
you wanna rap? let’s f-ckin’ rap, the beat pause that
imma pick up the pen and rip inside of his b-llsack
slip his epididymis so he can’t jizz in a sn-tch
i’m sorry andrew man, i know that makes you sad
but we can’t risk this man k!llin’ another kid
’cause he can’t cover his d-ck
and his pull-out game is trash
and i rap fast ’cause you can’t f-ckin’ do it
you don’t like that? well, time to suffer through it (f-ck you)
and i’m k!llin’ him like i’m kratos
keep his kids kept in a drain hose
’cause he sh-t at spittin, but he thinks he’s sick
’cause every single sidemen say so
icarus, idiot, can’t understand the idioms, i ink at him
sucks more than the stiff syringe
that they stickin in the b-tch’s sn-tch
to suck out your slipped s-m-n
ah snap, that’s an attack, can you catch where i’m at
i bet these bars are flying over your head like a bat
you’re an idiot to involve me, i’ll implode him
tryna be like ares ’cause you fear the trojans
can’t get on your c-ck ’cause i’m not randolph
cease your brain like cranioclast op
have fun tryna handle all these bars that i heave out
get jabbed by this little pr-ck and bleed out

[outro: dax]
y’all got deji up in the studio right now
flew all the way here from london just to
murder ya
hey lele pons, where you at?

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