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j4fk - backstabber 2 lyrics

only reason i dissed you in the first place
is ’cause you denied backstabbing me, now i’m p+ssed off

hop in the next line mafk’ you ain’t made for disses, wanna f+ck wit’ me but i stand on business f+ggot, stole some company’s logo maggot, think your hip, think your the sh+t, well you are, literally +toilet flush sound+
man f+ck you, i don’t f+ck wit’ snake mafk’s
okay? you feel me? do you smell me? i want to k!ll you like how springy tried to k!ll me
this the reply motherf+ckers
the first time you dissed you should’ve known that ya f+cked up. (f+cked up)
f+ckin sh+t talkin c+nts
can’t tell ya how it really is
all i know is that i’m p+ssed
f+ck amеrica and britain, f+ck those places
you the f+ckin’ dеvil with that f+ggoty combination
lmf40+ yo mom a hoe, you thought you could k!ll this rap, charlie no
like your made for radio face, f+ck you
you aren’t f+cking cool
when you walk into a public sp+ce, everyone runs away cuz you’re a brit
man suck street mic’s f+cking d+ck! (f+cking d+ck)
aw godd+mn, wish i hadn’t stepped in, kinda your fault, i thought we was friends
you’re a dumb c+nt, a maggoty runt
f+ck you c+nt
f+ck you c+nt
you make me so mad, i hope you’re glad
i think you need a f+cking mousepad (get it? street mic?)
you probably get it cuz’ he’s ya boyfriend, you h0m+s+xual f+cking f+ggoty maggot, i should probably bag it and shut the f+ck up but i can’t, kiss my ass on a patch of grass, but the grass evaporates cuz’ we in the sahara
k!ll you and hide the body, 500 subs, what a joke, shove a glass bottle down your throat, vintage coke
you’re not successful, i bet you’re regretful, you’re a sh+tty friend, you’re forgetful (forgetful)
nestle your little arms into a f+cking little ball
“this wasn’t written with a beat, pure anger!” man shut the f+ck up, they torture people with ya music out in north korea
you’re kim jong un part 2, don’t let ya guard down, don’t let n0body in, but apparently you already did, huh?
the f+ck?
you serious, dawg?
you spoilt little f+cking brat?
f+cking gnat
f+ck this annihilated flop and his little boyfriend
wanna betray me? lemme make some noise
you talkin so much sh+t, i bet ya ass gettin jealous with ya obsession, slim shady on ya d+ck every second
you’ll never be him, all you rap is misses
get in a real battle, you’ll get sh+t on ya fingers
you a sooky lil’ baby, hope you get hit by a car
we was f+ckin’ friends, what you cryin for brah?
you were never popular, maggot i thought you knew that
think ya rich, but you on an echo b+tch
you and riley are g+y, and in a relationship
maggot
f+ggot
i better back it up eh?
f+ck that
b+tch ass wh0re

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