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ko-doomzday - meltdown (remix) lyrics

[pt. 1]

[verse 1 + wealthmasta]
ok, yeah, i got h+lla cheese and i ain’t talking about smelly feet
your fatass went to kelly street to buy brooklyn pizza for your belly meat
that’s the only time you’ve seen cheddar, g, just let the legends speak
because you definitely ain’t ahead of me, physically or mentally
i’m getting sponsors and makin’ deals, stacking sh+t like a paper mill
b+tch you ain’t a thrill, too r+t+rded to find work and embrace your sk!lls
dropped the ball like a foul (fowl), when it comes to success, you waitin’ still (wadin’ still)
i’m on the biggest diss of all time, shoutout g+lock, we makin bills
like a duck’s worth, cause i went to the award show dripped out
you should dip out, your sh+t never gonna go viral, b+tch, sit down
shawty got fomo, sayin she ain’t had sh+t besides your d+ck sprout
pulled up to that b+tch house, arrived with my meat already whipped out
i’m the milkman, cause i hit her block, she gobbled my rope, i sh+t you not (sh+t you knot)
you know i got her tongue+tied when my d+ck goes in that thot (taut)
she couldn’t correctly talk, i untangled it with a mouthful of d+ck and b+lls
ain’t lyin’ (line) she l!cked my kn+b, entered her atlantis with my fishing rod
grab my homie, he enters the same hole and it’s like parking two trucks
i know this virgin still starving for b+tt, too bad your d+ck can hardly get up
claiming you be milking hoes, we know that’s just a r+t+rded ass bluff
so don’t try to sell me that bullsh+t, cause you charging too much
that’s a red flag, you ain’t sh+t but a setback, so sit back or get slapped
that’s a threat, yeah, get fed a chin smack that’ll send your head back
it’ll give you whiplash, and so then you’ll get mad and attempt a chest tap
you’ll just hit my six pack, tell you to head off, or get your neck snapped
meaning i’ll have you lookin’ over your shoulder forever, like duke nukem
give you a crude whoopin, i’m grabbin’ my rawhide for this rude p+ssy
cause you fold under pressure like a couch that needs a new cushion
weak ass, if you tryna find the trash rappers committe, then you lookin’
in alderaan places, because like luke skywalker, metaphors be with you
we got each other’s backs at x, f+ck with harold and george’ll get you
that’s the score we stick to, no fatass, i ain’t talking sports to flip through
lazy couch potato, you ain’t getting p+ssy so go find some p+rn to fl!ck to
[verse 2 + ko+doomzday]
pickin’ signees but all of the both lackin’
can’t even hear y’all, i need closed captions
makin’ some bangers ‘fore i’m at the closed casket
bangin’ on doors to get a deal for most classics
i can see that you’re scared, you’re lookin’ so blue in the face
only time you’ll be gettin’ flowers is at your funeral wake
me & wealth be on top, but y’all just be abusin’ your taste
i hate to admit it, but late i been winnin’ and all of y’all losin’ the race

[interlude + ko+doomzday]
ayy, what?
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[pt. 2]

[verse 3 + ko+doomzday]
landin’ on the clouds like i’m level number nine
i might stop rappin’ but the instrumental never dies
i’m instrumental to these lives, goin’ mental ‘fore i sign
then i let go all my rhymes, and say the devil doesn’t lie
got two chains on my neck like it’s a t.r.u. story
you gotta give me my respect and all my due glory
i been climbin’ up this game like it’s a two+story
they ’boutta take away your fame for what you do for it
they’ll step on your soul with the deadly patrol
they amend what you stole with a deafening roar
was a reverend before, i was left with no chores
and i’m back in a drought ’cause you never gon’ pour
ooh, i stepped back into the machine ‘fore it dried
time travelin’ all through, took a breather inside
catchin’ a couple of z’s while i’m fried
hard beat, almost sped up my heartbeat
rappin’ this fast got my uvula in some large heat
all you other rappers lookin’ salty, like some sardines
packed in my bars like when i was sayin’ sorry
some famous raw heat, for all you rappers callin’
yourself the greatest, hardly could see your face, too small, see
you never make it out the ‘ground if you don’t wanna be tall, be
back into my crawlsp+ce ’cause y’all a little far+reached
improvin’ your sk!lls, some of these rappers be coughin’
you’re losin’ your k!lls, some of these rappers in coffins
and some rappers abusin’ they will, disrespectin’ just for stardom
just to soften all they rivals’ favorite rappers dead or rockin’

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