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rojelio – valentine’s day massacre (diss) lyrics

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[verse 1]
ready for war
big sal is quick to beat a f-ggot like a stick
jovany, this ain’t sal, it’s satan, i possessed that little b-tch

i’m rapin’ your mommy with my salami and giving your sister a p-ssy blister and i’ll bother to hanging your father, suicidal just like randy potter

dumb kike, i hope your mother gets smothered in a car wreck brother
i’ll p-ss and won’t miss on your grandma’s body, like gotti i hope she gets throat cancer

i’ll eat su cabesa y graze ya like cerezas y reza to satan to sopresa tu con besas de muerta and mace ya as i face ya

when you were sippin sippie cups
i was drinkin’ blood from coffee cups
when you were wearing diapers
i was wearin’ blood on my windshield wipers

you’re tellin and yellin for big sal to pull up on a drive by
this ain’t cleveland, it’s haywood vato, over here we do walk bys

fake thug, no love, you get the slug watch your -ss get mugged dude
you better believe that big sal will be beating your -ss just like child abuse

this fake gangster, is nothing hanker and ain’t even banking six
you fake tough kid
the only thing ever hard about you
is your f-cking d-ck

this mumble rapper shall crumble with the ball he’ll fumble and tumble and stumble cause this bumble bee ain’t ready to rumble with one that’s humble

how are you gonna call me irrelevant cause i ain’t hesitant to tell you the facts
i attack with macs
and use potato sacks as body bags

you’ve rapped longer than me, yet you haven’t blown
i’ve been up for two months, got fans in cali, york, and mexico

in two months, i surp-ssed you and g-ssed you and got to the top
two months, i reduced you to second place
how can i ever be stopped

facts on tracks i can back up
i sn-tch up
this dude is just triggered that in two months
my brother and i got bigger than
this spick -ss wigger

guess the big bad wolf of cleveland
got his house blown
by sal capone
i’m f-cking this kid with the tip of my d-ck so hard on the track that you can hear him moan

when my name is said ya know well
cause the villain is out raisin’ h-ll
don’t call me big sal call me big sa
cause i’m making you hold this big l

the fact is this
that you never had clout
never ate p-ssy out
this kid havin respect is like jesus if the romans never nailed him down

so you want to tangle and rangle? take a glance
you don’t wanna dance!
call me a b-tch one more time and imma call your -ss a f-cking ambulance
f-cking find you
and blind you
your whole crew
shank you real gritty, lil kitty
no pity
then i’ll make you suck your own man t-tties

you don’t wanna mess or test on me
go back west it’s for the best
cause you can’t f-ck with me lyrically, spiritually ,realistically

the truth why this little diddle diddly spaghetti looking f-ghetti can’t respond to this diss is because of this
when it comes to rap, he doesn’t know sh-t

better yet , prove me wrong
on my song
i’ll sit back and smoke a bong
go ahead and prove me wrong

[bridge]
(talking) here’s your chance…free style right here and prove me wrong….
(is waiting)
time’s up
that’s what i thought

[verse 2]
yo
you little sh-t

your mother should have spit
you out nitwit
drinking on that “fake gangsta” att-tude like c-m out of a p-rnstar’s d-ck

say “pull up” but you’re weaker than geekers and can’t do a single pull up man
you talk sh-t to all the crackers, but you’re a slacker to fighting a black man

if that doesn’t show you all how fake this little chico is
this kid listened to hip hop once and started claiming he was a street kid

you little f-ggot
i’ll use a knife and i’ll grab it
and sh-g it in this maggot to raise havoc and cast a ballot to pull a hatchet to put this kid in a body casket

you won’t respond to any of this diss cause you never learned how to rap
you claimed it’s cause you don’t wanna give me clout, let’s talk bout that

cause if it’s about clout then explain this
how in 2 months of me rapping, i got more fans than you in one year of your tracks and sh-t

and if any of his friends is listenin’ to the villain embarr-ss this little f-cker again
remember “friend” ends with “end” and never be around his fake -ss again

think sal is playin’ on the track i’m slayin’, dumb -ss spick, lemme tell you more
my twin brother learned quick in the womb as i choked him with the umbilical cord

i knew this one kid named rick who thought he was sick and tried to leave me in a ditch
none of you kids can k!ll me cause i was pr-nounced dead at birth b-tch

this is the last time we talk about this irrelevant kid cause he ain’t worth a dime of my time or a rhyme of mine that i time online

cause i ain’t hesitant to shed a dent in this peasant with evidence when i’m arrogant cause i just made him relevant it’s evident now!

[outro]
i’m waiting for you to be in my ig messages…oops can’t cause you’re dead b-tch hah!

oh and sorry to jovany’s mom that i had to k!ll your son
oops
i mean
sorry your son had to commit suicide

well he helped the world because his fat -ss was taking all the d-mn food that could have gone towards the needy

wait! not sorry he done it b-tch!

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