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lyrik-the-rapper - night the fox diss lyrics

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(verse 1):

night the fox, i’m thinking this dude’s mind is lost

he genuinely thinks i’m special needs, you’re a special breed of troglodyte, and con

i told you i cried and you didn’t care, you have no empathy, a’ight, f+ck off

i cutted my skin ’cause of you, next time you look at your skin, think of me, try to stop

foxes are known to be solitary, no wonder your ex left you

i guess they didn’t vibe with your personality, you should redo

you say you rep chicago but you’re from a town north of that

don’t ignore the facts, you should’ve seen this diss coming, you should sport contacts

someone tell matt cullen this f+cker don’t reprеsent the fandom

4+eyеd fox needs a white cane, stop being so random

saying you’re “being silly” when you’ve driven me to suicide

you’ve mocked me when i felt scared, it’s apparent you’re the newest type
of doofus, you’ve lied about your s+xuality, you’ve met a guy

though you pretend you like women more, always making a plethora of lies

told you i was democrat, you critiqued me even though you’re also one

lied and said you’re independent, but that’s not a big deal, but there’s a lot of stuff

i hide from you mentally, venting to you, happiness i’m lacking

i cut my skin with a crooked smile, as you sit in the back laughing

i reiterate my self+contempt, you’ll nod your head and be glad, see

a fox telling lies like fox news, and i’m not a fan, please

you think i’m special needs, but i’m not, you’re the essence of idiocracy

hypocrisy, hitting all each check boxes of ignorance, eith+

+er way you have no empathy, you ain’t f+cking sorry

it’s sp+rs+ly a f+cks i give about your fursuit, f+cks i give? hardly

after i told you i cried, you told me to grow up, nah, that’s a d+ck move
i hope the next time you cry about your ex, there are no tissues

and you can’t use her shirt to wipe your tears, so grow up, it ain’t an issue

i ain’t got a job yet but i got a job to diss you

ain’t wanna be friends with you if you don’t care about me, about my problems

i’m just being honest with you, don’t take it to heart, you’ll be awesome

if you changed your personality for the better, that would be cool instead of mocking

i be jotting my emotions and the mic is my psychologist

you call yourself night ’cause you turn off women with your light switch

i jest, but really, though, what’s a chicago poser to an iowan?

i win, you ain’t the king of chi+town, give that title back to twista

you ain’t miss these lyrical disses, unlike when you’re like “oh, i miss her”

chicago blizzard, cold in the heart, my poems are art literally

f+ck the it sh+t, you should wipe floors at empowering abilities
i’m a real mc, you ain’t an mc, not even a fake mc

and by the way, you act like a bad friend so blatantly

this diss able to say bullsh+t from you is the same, yo

not dismayed by your disdain, distaste to stay, to say this a+hole

i disally, does he disambiguate i’m not disabled?

a disabusal from the way he thinks, and this’ll take a bigger brain to

understand, are you f+cking glad you made me cry?

hating myself because of you, where’s your patience, guy?

tough nigh eye, he think i’m a wuss, well i’m stronger than you mentally

so go and change your ways for the better and try to see how many friends you’ll see

(well not with perfect 20/20 vision but you know)

anyways, i hate your “empathy” (sowwy)

i hate your current boyfriend, i hate your fursuit, i especially

hate when you lie about your gender, like when you lie about everything?

i dedicate this diss song to you, you should celebrate

why don’t you lay down in bed and think, what’s a good way to lessen being inane

i’m fed up of fake friends, okay? the f+ck’s up with your mental state?

don’t underestimate my essence, take a lesson to better, aye

and then you’ll be better and make more friends okay (oh wait, you already have 200 friends, they must all be fake then)

you’ve made h0m+phobic comments alot, you claim it’s sarcasm

how are you in our fandom? an impartial clan of art, ade+

+quecy of inclusion, delusion much? a stark contrast

of remarks you’ve imparted, and the smartass+ness bar none, we aren’t tandem

your bars? none, except when you get drunk

put down the liquor, stop trying to be sl!ck, uh

mister get the bigger picture in your intellect

when i met you i didn’t think you’d be a b+tch, bruh

heyo, night, i hear you hate the blacks

racist ass cracker ain’t dope, no slinging crack

you the g+yest man acting straight to lie to me

the strangest irony is that your ig bio’s where you raise a flag

dull white actor, sick of night’s online banter

i said black lives matter, you responded, “what about all lives matter?”

“it’s sarcasm”, hard to fathom never did your momma smack you

so+called ‘liberal’, your takes are similar to alt+right rappers

all right, answer, pick up the d+mn phone

d+mn phony ignorance of yourself, you can’t see the facts, yo

ask the questions you’ve asked to the slaves in shackles

whom were hated by mad pro+white masters who hanged them tangled

whom made them their own plant compilers, when segregation was b+n+l

your brain lacks ol’ education of the history of race+seperated bathrooms

do you know the tulsa race massacre? sadly the reparations lack, yo

martin luther king jr. rolling in his grave of main examples

of racist assh0l+s like night the fox, your coloration’s the thing you value?

your skin color’s the result of white imperialism, i’m sick of how you act, bro

you’re the same as adam calhoun; hate sprouts through generations

your loserness is due to the lack of cerebration

in your diminutive breadth brain, yet you’ve hung out with black fursuiters

it hurts to spit my words at you, but, you should learn the truth, uh

i hope you understand i’m being serious when writing this, stop being a fool, yuh

my main question is: why do you act like this?

why do you lie to your friends and make up stuff, and surprised they’re mad and p+ssed?

i have just been battling mental health stuff recently, you don’t know how it’s been

how i’ve been wanting to forgive you for your actions, and you to acknowledge it

don’t be mad when i spit facts, take advice and grow from it

and i’m glad you exist, so don’t be down and throw a fit

as i hold this pen, i’m hoping then i teach you to listen

to your friends, and be real with ’em, and i’m hoping you listen

so we can be friends again

because i forgive you

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