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young klein - hayes diss track lyrics

[intro]
smokin’ on that b-tter
(tssss) snake den in this b-tch
you already know
f-ck you hayes

[verse 1]
first time on a track homies listen up
focused in on this rap game, close-up
and hayes be suckin’ my teets like a wolf pup
like romulus but he’s filled with more acne puss
k!llin’ this beat organized crime
leave you speechless like kounitz the mime
stay waitin’ on your boy like a fine wine
sit back, and just let the kid rhyme
i’m from the 215, but i ain’t meek so don’t f-ck with me
selling my thoughts like a rap boutique
and my swag’s on fleek
embarr-ss your -ss i’ll change your name to reek
spittin’ fire at you kittens, protect your hair
can’t see me coming through your gl-sses glare
got prostitutes? you almost did
they’ve probably had kids (ha!)
yo, looking back on it, they definitely had kids…
hayes come on now
your rap games faker than felice’s tits, silicon valley, she suck me in an alley
then i brought her back home for the grand finale
s-x so good she threw a pep rally
i hear kjab comin for that good good
tryna touch your wood, but it’s only 2 inches

[verse 2]
i’m in my prime can’t be numbered hoe
you’re a nerdy -ss kid with a jew fro
so sick with the flow, got flu like mj
times 2, what about you? add one more you got downs doe
this be the song of the day
the girls you get with are mostly g-y
except for that one bulldog, slob on my kn-b this the epilogue
the book ends here yo

[verse 3]
you thought this sh-t was over huh?
really about to put the nail in the coffin dehhh
adjusting attitudes with my diss, cena the heavyweight
spreads on this game better bet on me
spit puns just like ld
it’s palestine v israel you can’t f-ck with me
might have to get greg to plea
theoretically i’m standing taller than thee
and i’m strong like caeser’s rome
ya boy should go pro
f-ck a quid pro quo
i don’t stick to the status quo so
row, row, row ya boat
make sure that you don’t forget ya coat
cause i just rained bars on you, you’re the woat
careers over

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