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mysonne - discipline (troy ave diss) lyrics

verse:
i wasn’t even gonna respond cuz that sh-t was mediocre
but then i said i’mma do this sh-t for the culture
my hand to you like real n-gg- supposed to
i know pac in his grave turning over
whoever told they way you moving is real
was lying they tryin to get you k!lled
i’m trying to get you to chill you making to many enemies
you lost and you give off the wrong energy
the gangsta you pretend to be is offending me
it ain’t adding up cuz it’s just not you pedigree
you a cornball with lil bit of celebrity
without a dime i’m richer than you can ever be
n-gg- you’ll never see respect that i got
ain’t nothin pac about you except you got shot
can’t even step on the block without being a target
humble yourself you got bullets large than your noggin
limping off to court you facing all types of charges
and still selling these fairytales of mirages
he neo from the matrix they shoot he dodges
troy story’s is better than mr. rogers
tired of your facade you misleading the youth
i ain’t beefing i’m just speaking the the truth
you just weak and the proof is your whole team gone
you say they suckas you ever think it was you?
you ever think it was too much?
you moving like a poo b-tt
throwing sh-t up in n-gg-s faces when you do stuff?
that’s not real n-gg- sh-t dog
you tell the whole world how you gave your man sh-t dog?
you downtalk the same n-gg-s that ride for you
disrespect the mom of the same n-gg- that died for you
your ego blinding you
although you move so fake i’m trying to talk to that real n-gg- inside of you
i’m providing you with wisdom my n-gg-
tried to tell you hovain you wouldn’t listen my n-gg-
so you in beef…they shoot and k!lled banga
you shoot…hit nothing but you a gangsta?
i wasn’t never outside of your show fam
any bill you on i wouldn’t even go fam
any spot i’m in i’m vip with a gold pen
and i ain’t never d-ckride no man
but i once happen to see a brother blow though
then i found out you’re a f-cking bozo
this goes out to all the real n-gg-s that f-ck with you
if you condone sucka sh-t then you a sucka too

outro:
(you a sucka too if you condone sucka sh-t
what else you gon’ be?
listen man…i told n-gg-s…i’m leaving it alone
i tried to leave it alone…then he made a diss song about
i’m in my house chilling
i told n-gg-s i don’t wanna beef with you
i just want you to try and figure it out
trying to move according to being real
you talk this real n-gg- sh-t?
do real n-gg- sh-t
beloved…beloved
this is called “discipline”
this how you discipline a n-gg-
spank em up real quick
give em lil of knowledge
get on your square king
you moving like you got a death wish out here
i don’t wanna see die…i don’t want n-body to die
but don’t come at me on this mic
i do this sh-t for real)

- mysonne lyrics

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