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dr@k01387 - radiofagot lyrics

[intro]
random person:hay drako check this out this b-tch done dissed you
me: the f-ck he did

[verse]
man what the f-ck is this sh-t i’m sitting her listening to
is that really a diss to me, or just another misprint
all the sh-t he coulda thank of, but its just a blank of, dam he he really stanka off fear
thinking he got me, but he got himself
cause u barely grazed me, but you’ll never ever be able to fazed me
man f-ck the radio demon; more like the radiof-got
yeah put a six in your name thinking that it will fix it
but u still got a small d-ck, cherry’s for the picking
dam this sh-t is sticking like pasta in a pan; so i hope this sh-t is cl!cking in your head
what ever you wanna call it, i would call it a brain; but its as empty as a black hole
yeah a stretch my bars out, but if i ever stretch my b-lls out and trip on em ill look as stupid as you do right now
tryna diss me, but in the end your the only one getting p-ssed off
maybe you should you back to sucking his d-ck before you go sticking your nose up all in my business
talking about my girl, lil boi you should get to walking before i f-ck your whole world up
touch her one more time and ill show you how rough we can be
i know you thought you could win this battle. but in the end we all know your gonna tattle, cause your crying like a baby who lost his rattle
like a horse i bet you wear a saddle when your ride him
but tell me how could a d-ck turn into a f-ckin p-ssy
talking all this sh-t but you afraid to say it to my face, cause you can’t keep up the pace
lil boi you brought a knife to a gun fight
i take one shot;, take your life, not like you could ever get a wife
so before u come up at me, make sure you ask ur boyfriend for your b-lls back from his back pack
cause you gonna need em when i send your -ss packing
but enough with the chit chat; its time to slit ya throat like the stone cold k!ller i am
yeah i’m a lyrical g*nius, you just a lil boi with a little p-n-s
talking sh-t you can’t say to my face, here let me pick up the pace
so no more old school flow, cause its about time i showed you who i am f-got
no more stressing it, oh you messed with me
ill chop your f-got -ss up and feed you to the maggots; f-ckin maggot food
but go and change your name; but your still the same person
radio demon; more like the radiof-got
talking about sh-t he doesn’t know; oh wait that’s just how to get a girl
so you accuse me of flirting with your boyfriend
when your the only one who’s cheated; now your bout to be defeated
so lil boi sit in your seat and shut yo mouth. cause the only thing ur good at is beating the meat you don’t got
oh you took a shot at me; but you must be cursed cause even my one short verse was better
lil boi dissing like hes writing some love letters, i set your -ss up just to knock you back down like some bowling pins
bet you got a b-tt chin; bet your -ss must be jealous of your mouth cause its got all that sh-t coming out off it
like a spider falling down a down spout you fall;, but don’t worry cause in the end you’ll float too b-tch
but don’t you go off and snitch, cause will make you wish we left you with st-tches
– gun shots –

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