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lucas tyler - no name lyrics

(intro: lucas tyler)
i’ve lost respect for you, f-ck you. haha
uh, i’ve lost any sympathy for you now
you went and dissed me for a 4th
time wow! f-cking little b-tch! yeah yeah

(hook: lucas tyler)
not even gonna name drop you
but y’all know who i’m talking to
you know him, you know who!
no name, won’t give him fame uh
i’m on my nf sh-t, don’t test me!

(verse 1: lucas tyler)
you thought having my bro on a
track and then dissing me would hurt me? nah
you’re lucky i don’t know you personally
cuz i’d put you’re name in the dirt. if i
remember what you’re name is, getting
sick of all the constant name changes uh
you said my voice is like a slaughterhouse
is that a compliment or a weak diss?
you’re voice is worse than mine, you’ll
never get a spouse with it. it gives me
a headache like a crab louse. maybe
daddy should’ve put a gun up against
you’re snout then you’d have a manly
voice like 50 cent. don’t you f-cking dare
come for my bro j.s, i’m defensive of my
bros can’t you guess? you used to be my
bro, but you decided to diss this british boy
you racist pr-ck! like i said before
p-b-rty get here quick! you’re even lucky
i’m talking about you, fat peter griffin looking
little b-tch! i’m p-ssed now, not cuz of you’re
insults but you’re delusional ego. that has
to f-cking go. i’ll f-cking drown you’re “rap
sk!lls” on a track, k!ll it like jack or leo from
t-tanic. leave you roasted like
you was sun tanning in puerto rico

(hook: lucas tyler)
not even gonna name drop you
but y’all know who i’m talking to
you know him, you know who!
no name, won’t give him fame uh
i’m on my nf sh-t, don’t test me!

(verse 2: lucas tyler)
what the f-ck was that attempt of a diss?
back up, back up, back up. nah you
better back the f-ck up before you
get waco the f-ck up, you ain’t not
street thug, i’m not one either, i don’t give
a flying f-ck. don’t claim to act tough
when you ain’t, you’re about as strong
as white clothes with paint. i’m f-cking
fed up with this non existing beef, yeah
what’s beef? beef is when rappers from
the streets k!ll each other on a beat. which
this situation ain’t uh. throwback
to mr krabs, i k!lled you with facts, no
insults. ever since that track you’re career
has been a ghost

(hook: lucas tyler)
not even gonna name drop you
but y’all know who i’m talking to
you know him, you know who!
no name, won’t give him fame uh
i’m on my nf sh-t, don’t test me!

(outro: mr krabs)
because i’ll turn this to a slaughterhouse
like lucas’s voice
hold call backup call backup we need back up
what i need is some good equipment
so i can rip it
i don’t get why everyone and anyone
needs to people to diss
i guess they didn’t want to get burned
into history by themselves
this is just a warning for the kids who
try to diss me

- lucas tyler lyrics

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