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mic righteous - acne (aj tracey diss) lyrics

[intro]
no pulse, no pulse
no breathing, no breathing
no heartbeat, no heartbeat
no, no

[verse 1]
pr-ck, let me start this by missing the drop
you’re gonna smoke who, where? you are p-ssing me off
you ain’t gonna do sh-t when you’re built like a twig
and your wig is a mop
man’s looking like the tramp on the estate everybody knows
comes out of his house and he’s always got sh-t on his top
d-ckhead, it’s the truth
fight me one on one, get ripped in two
little b-tch and you move like b-tches do
anybody in your crew start b-tching, they’re b-tches too
your whole fanbase are b-tches and i can see the b-tch in you
got a b-tch’s heart, i can see the b-tch you are
i catch you leaving your b-tch’s yard, b-tch, let’s fight
try drive off and i’ll drag you and your b-tch out your b-tch’s whip
bet you thought i was gonna say ride
shut up, that’s the sh-ttest bar i’ve ever heard in my flipping life
and you can just hear the difference because b-tch’s mic
you’re too b-tchy, don’t start switching sides
you’re too switchy, don’t start peddling back
you won’t fight like a man ’cause you’re gonna get banged
we can talk about smoke, this sket’s doing hollywood
won’t tell him ‘suck a d-ck’ ’cause the b-tch probably would
you were crying ’cause i said a freestyle wasn’t good
don’t wanna fight? i’ll flop him in tottenham, flop him in grove
you ain’t never had a fight where your mandem ain’t gotten involved
you soft like cotton, stop chatting like you wasn’t involved
little lesbo, getting exposed
you’ll get smoked like petrol
you f-cked with the wrong one, now you try run but you can’t though
i roll on my ones, you roll with a car-load
now your heart broke like you was a fan of -rs-nal
my ‘012 lyrics will sh-t on your whole -rs-nal
the hardest and the darkest in the game if the game was a tray full of charcoal
eat some dinner ’cause you’re thinner than a barcode
you ain’t got enough bars to be acting like an -rs-hole
running out of bars like i hit him with a barstool
this is 8 mile, don’t choke like [?] bro
you ain’t got the heart to finish what you start though
mic got fans from oslo to glasgow
man wanna have fun
wanna write bars but don’t wanna get spun
but if you’re sh-t then you’re sh-t and you’re gonna get parred so
b-tch, it’s mic
iconic when i’m on it, i live this life
i am top of the hit list, you little dyk-
aight, let’s go, you could get exposed ’cause you really are a female
you was in cali, growing curls like a sh-m-l-
where was tracey when i was at grenfell?
non-stop tweeting like a jealous ex-girl
she was in hollywood, she was tryna beat denzel
she’ll suck a d-ck that’s xxl
to be on the front cover of xxl
better duck for cover ’cause when i’m gunning, i sh-ll
i’m a gunner, you’re a melt that’ll do anything for a couple of sales
k!ll anybody, tell him that he sell it to girls
get off the lyrical scale
might slow it down so his fanbase can listen as well

[verse 2]
k!lling me won’t work, trust me b-tch i’ve tried k!lling myself
don’t finish a verse, i’m from a different world
no words can ever hurt me, i’m visiting h-ll
you feel me? one tweet, now he in a bad dream
i know what you’re gonna say, ‘mic is a has-been’
’cause i ain’t posing in pictures with athletes
don’t be silly, too illy for the vaccine
looking at your swag, you’re in the trap and you the crack fiend
in a clash, get dashed in the attic like antiques
she don’t want it with me ’cause man’s anti
back to sack city with a body in the backseat
and don’t chat if you ain’t gonna back rap beef
b-tch, move back, i don’t wanna catch acne
don’t chat if you ain’t gonna back rap beef
b-tch, move back, i don’t wanna catch acne

[verse 3]
and you ain’t on beef, eat tofu
tour date, i will roll through to the venue
who’s gonna save you? go and get goku
it’ll get peak if i sneak in the o2
you will get battered in front of your own fans
bet you thought i was gonna say whole crew
if i’m irrelevant and i’m just old news
why you so p-ssed when i hit them with the home truth
’cause i’m a threat to the scene like a messed up paki
i built a rep without them behind me
see me in the flesh, they pretend to like me
once upon a time, they were friends with micy
now man wanna try put an end to my dreams
i speak my mind, they extradite me
i’m doing what’s right, i rep for my scene
i don’t know why she upset with micy
you never got drawn out, you entered my feed
‘just tryna get a little mention my g
tryna draw you out like a sketcher micy’
but you’re nothing but a sket for micy
you’re probably tryna have s-x with micy
you probably just gave neck to wiley
next day you didn’t get a text from wiley
so you try and get a trend off righteous
you a young girl doing extra lying
p-ssyhole, i’ve ate v-g-n-s
see you on your ones, you’ll get fed to lions
i’ll bang him up, that’s domestic violence
solo 45 him, i beg you fight us
don’t backtrack now, we can play ball
don’t call me bro little t, we ain’t cool
you don’t wanna secure a bag, you wanna secure a man
i’m sure that you’re a f-g, a b&h duel
i was coming at fee, he was mocking our scene
and you rescued him but tryna mock me
but you’re not in my league, you don’t even like fee
you wanna ignite beef but the beef right here
you wanna delete tweets, you’re meant to be grimey
the top of the grime scene
just another yg that’s sweet like ice tea
tryna be hard, tryna fit in nikes
tryna blend in on a cover of i-d
i swear you’re undercover c.i.d
i swear i’m too hard, this is r.i.p
i swear i’m too hard, this is r.i.p
alb-m soon coming, b-tch, you can’t find me
alb-m soon coming

[verse 4]
while you was asleep, i was wide awake
you had your chance now it’s mine to take
only the real ones ride with me
we the last of a dying breed
while you was asleep, i was wide awake
you had your chance now it’s mine to take
only the real ones ride with me
we the last of a…

p-ssyhole and that’s nothing

- mic righteous lyrics

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