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roxxi red - the assassination of blahzay roze (diss track) lyrics

the assassination of blahzay roze (diss track) lyrics
[verse 1]
first i’ma introduce myself in case you haven’t heard
my name is roxxi, nice to meet you, now sit down and take this burn
and you may not be scared now but b+tch you should be i’m a sleeper
take your time and get acquainted ’cause today you met your reaper
now i was really gonna leave this alone
i stayed silent when this fake b+tch came and sat on her throne
so i hope that you enjoyed your fifteen minutes of fame
’cause the second they released you, your ass became fair game
i was there at your debut, girl, that was your time to shine
so imagine the surprise, psy’s new rapper is a [sign?]
your baby ass was too drunk to take the stage
thought we were there to see an artist, not some sk+nk off back page
suckin’ violent j’s d+ck just to get a record deal
j, you were slippin’, it’s all over, come on, are you for real?
i ain’t even a rapper, just a girl tired of your prose
time to lay this all to rest, i’m gunnin’ for blahzay roze
[verse 2]
okay now becky i gotta ask to get it out of the way
what the f+ck kind of name is blahzay roze anyway?
i guess it fits ’cause i’m bored by everything you say
b+tch the only thing you’re good for is a sloppy lay
just a mingy stray that someone needs to spay
carryin’ std’s like a f+ckin’ bouquet
your message don’t fit with the part that you portray
that went out the window when you left your husband for j
actin’ like you’re the queen of the underground for what?
everyone knows you ain’t nothin’ but a homie hoppin’ sl+t
if you throw this b+tch a faygo you can put it in her b+tt
the only title that you deserve is queen of the mutts
lookin’ like cruella de vil, cruella de vil
if no one will blow you, then blahzay roze will
b+tch you’re pathetic, and i don’t think that you get it
tell me what the h+ll’s goin’ on with your crackhead aesthetic?
every single thing about you’s so god d+mn synthetic
that’s the reason juggalos will never be apologetic
i heard someone say that you’s a chopper, b+tch where
who the f+ck put in a call for little becky with the bad hair?
lookin’ like a muskrat f+ckin’ died on your head
i need some of the drugs that j was on when he put your ass to bed
let’s not forget just a few years ago you were suckin’ off young wicked
sugar just because you’re easy doesn’t mean that you were gifted
for the record i’m really sorry for the sh+t you went through
but god d+mn, b+tch, get a journal, i went through all that sh+t too
it’s literally the only thing you’ll spit on, get this girl a tissue
i guess the difference is i’m a survivor, not a victim like you
see what you’re doing is perpetuating stereotypes
so woman to woman let me give you a little advice
you wanna be a ho, that’s fine, but keep that sh+t at your house
instead of always in the public eye with eighteen d+cks in your mouth
and if you got something that you wanna say, come take a trip to the south
i wouldn’t mind takin’ you under my wing to school you what this game’s about
but i gotta let you know right now that my clique don’t f+ck with grimy sl+ts
and [?] my money and shut the f+ck up
b+tch, +giggle+ i’m just f+ckin’ with ya
you talk some dark sh+t in your songs but in real life i’m sicka
so baby go write down some notes ’cause i’m givin’ you scripture
you’ll never hold another crown if roxxi red in the mixture
[outro]
you just got bodied by a singing b+tch

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