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superior - headass lyrics

[intro]
imagine releasing a diss track just to get bodied on a beat that you personally made yourself
that’s f-cking irony

[verse 1]
eating spaghettios out on your door step then diss me ’bout food on the table b-tch
honest the only reason why you rapping’s ’cause i set the thought in your head, i enabled this
i’m your creator, your maker, i rapped on your trash -ss beats and this is the thanks i get?
you’re just an mgk that’s on a budget, well this is my k!llshot, wherever i aim, i hit
honestly i’m just so tired of hearing your bullsh-t depression when you live in privelige
hardest things you have been living with’s how you have school wifi and why your flow’s limited
you must have school shooter thoughts right now thinking like “why’d i talk sh-t then release disses ignorant
if he claps back then i’m ending it, reliving sandy hook behind the gun ’cause i’m triggered” sh-t
talk about my d-ck so much ’cause you riding it hoping one day that you might just get
all this attention i’m piling, “make waves” ain’t even out yet and got more plays than your whole following
i put you on, do not try this sh-t, 38 nights is the lifespan of your whole career
’cause you know for a fact that you’re trash and this is your last chance reviving it
but no one is near to come bail you out this time
failure at its prime
sending disses? at least trail your facts to mine
talking how i can’t maintain a static mind
on topics you creating plays about when i
know for fact that you fail to have an idea of what pain is actually like
living in pa got the white boy sheltered to the strain of tragic life
fake mental issues for the fake harry potter looking like a regular customer for walter and jesse
he got everything he wanted without a struggle, oh boohoo what a shame, i had to work for everything
getting sweaty since a little kid knowing that death was imminent seeing it all around me keeping my brain heavy
so forgive me for wanting to brag a little, that’s not me losing integrity, that’s being greatful to what i’m getting, ah!

[skit]
woah woah woah slow it down, slow it down
remember how he was talking all that sh-t about rapping fast ’cause no substance blah blah blah blah
whatever

[verse 2]
i’m not the type to go air out my dirty laundry tryna find some attention
from listeners who i don’t even know playing my music ’cause really i’m lonely and desperate
but for the record you’re not the only one feeling left out in a state of dementia
difference is i don’t make people feel bad for me, i just get through it then back to the present
talking bout you not falling for the templates yet all of your songs just be sounding the same
38 nights was your best content ’cause i forced you out your comfort zone and the plays
still be racking up to this day and now you just dissing me for the fame to prove that i’m fake
when that whole diss track just proved you a hypocrite tryna maintain your presence
it’s dwindling, now that i’m coming, it’s finishing
your mental state is diminishing
deleted your old mixtape (which by the way i had a feature there that you f-cked up all the mixing)
inebriated was some budget me sh-t and yet you calling me out on penmanship
you’re not a real friend, you’re a hater projecting the truth that you a never-been
and don’t even start me on coffee lid
better artist than me? hardly kid
resampled beats just to copy this blindbyhate kid? that’s a budget budget
to your only yes man? ain’t that really something
even the cover to that track was pulled from the b-tch’s instagram that got you slumping
in your feels so bad that you made a song she’ll never hear, you got blindbyloving, yuh
you mention a lot about me talking bout all the women i get on a regiment
must be jealous that the fat beaner getting way more loving in one day than you ever get
last time a b-tch even looked at your d-ck that wasn’t a dog, cl-ss was in session
that was like 8th grade and since then you resort to your hand as your only attention
finishing high school online ’cause you couldn’t be trusted to not shoot up the f-cking campus
live in the middle of nowhere in tilted houses eating food donations meant for cashless
don’t even know how to flow his lyrics or to ride the beat, f-ck the timing on average
in need of feature after feature say i wanna be you? i wanna be what you haven’t
all this for clout and sh-t calling me 10 but last i checked your voice sound like spongebob on crack
rap with a lithp but like kyle you falling off just as quick as your sh-t started, no cap
i live to my name, i’m superior at everything that i’m working for, that is a fact
so think twice before sending shots, oh i’m in emma’s dms so go tell her hit the homie back
supz

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