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torné - waxx vs lyrics

[verse 1: waxx]

torné told me to bring mcs to the ring
to the beat i beat everyone of ’em lirically
so i told him, come on and fight me
or is you scared n-gg-, you can’t win, not even physically

[verse 2: torné]

what the f-ck is you talking about
you oughta to get out, you smell danger when im around
what are you about? waxx you’re minimal
neither lyrical nor physical, suck my genitals

[verse 3: waxx]

they’re nonexistent, mather of fact you’s medicated
cuz you’re a waste of sp-ce and your parents didn’t want you created
i see you’re demacrated, i give a stipulated time span
of two years more before the t dies and becomes satornás
you should wear a mask, you’re ugly as f-ck
n-gg-s like you should evaporate like the jews in the second war
here is the truth, torn, you’re living a lie
not even alive, no alibi, breathin my air, committed the crime, you must be ready to die

[verse 4: torné]

pff you want to k!ll me with that?
n-gg-s like you are related to the lgbti
you talk sh-t about me, but i have a whole community
backing me up whenever i feel vulnerability
it is me, torné, the living meme
the bullsh-t you talk is cuz you jealous of me
i made you, and this is how you thank torné?
i can’t believe i trusted such a false mc

[verse 5: waxx]

jealous of you? i’m grateful i’m not close of being you
if i had a gun i’ll k!ll myself just to murder you
like i’m doin now with my amazing full clip lyrics
i¡i’ve loaded my mouth and i’m shooting my spit straight to your gimmicks
i’m beyond any limits, you’re sh-t in many levels
if you die and go to h-ll you would be thrown back to the purgatory by the devil
“i’m not gonna let him, i hate that motherf-cking n-gg-”
publical figure but n-gg- you can’t do sh-t you’re antony and i am agrippa

[verse 6: torné]

aight then, i was trynna go smooth
but the demon’s been unleashed and now here comes your doom
you’re like a broken n-gg- who couldn’t get what he wanted
i remember back in school when our souls departed
you’re nothing, all you do is b-tch about
every problem you have with no one else in account
even now, you’re just b-tching about me
f-ck you, satan called and he said you’re finished, g

[verse 7: waxx]

tell that motherf-cker that god has my back
you’re wack, trynna be 2pac and trynna be nas but you’re not even close to that
you think you can rap but its cerangel to the heaven
never did any of the seven, i made lemonade cuz life gave me lemons

[verse 8: torné]

well i made pain for my enemies
just like imma pain for you everytime you hear my melodies
and i’m laughing at you cuz you thought i would fail
satan is gonna make me satornás and i’m ringing all the bells

[verse 9: satan]

matter of fact, hear me, motherf-cker
i’ll make you fall down and heat you inside a locker
you’re nothing compared to me
you think you better than torné? you must be kidding me

[verse 10: god]

thou art no true artist, i can spit fa’test
literally i’m the goodest and you’re the baddest, you should be ashamed of having
such a poor protegé, what’s his name again? torné?
i think i wiped my -ss with his face last time i went to sh-t

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