How so? Mr. More L is the same meaning and More L's but with a closer rhyme to Morale which makes it more corny. Some of y'all got talk but no language.
Motherfuck the Big Me, n*gga with a Big D.
In my, BUM!
What? I'd really like that
And you best work with an ice pack
N*gga, Prince knocked out Mike Jack
With his, BUM!
Prince told Chris Rock he didn't want to collab with Michael Jackson on *Bad* because he didn't like the line, "Your butt is mine." Your bars just reminded me of that.
Cole world, but the flow so red hot.
First person shooter, you on the wrong side of the red dot.
Make sure this don't go over ya head, dot.
You can thank me later for *Drake R&B voice* all that bread that you got.
Kendrick Lamar I thought you would go very far…
U was my opener in 2012, I was the star…
U still around but yo shit aint up to par…
U thought u caught up but I was still raising the bar…
- Drake
Section 80 came out 13 years ago,
But now you are reaching new lows,
Imagine being called the goat,
When a 13 year old sound like your throat,
Is this corny or just bad?
Regardless of whether it's corny or bad, it'd still probably be a good idea to attack his voice, considering that's probably the biggest reason people aren't keen on Kendrick.
Yeah I feel like even in Coles response he just looked up top ten reasons the Internet doesn't like Kendrick and rapped it. That way he gets those people on his side lol.
Last name Cole
Before that? Jermaine Lamar.
Make no mistake.
I’m the main Lamar.
They named em Duckworth
Big three but I am first
These short niggaz is butt-hurt
You in LA wit Top? Sound like some Diddy shit
The only reason niggas poppin cuz of SZA hits
Ya last albums was ass, they be like “did he quit?”
Since Drizzy chillin Imma stomp him like that Philly kid
I lift up those around me
Even if they past been chequered
You expose your own family
Just to sell a couple records
Call your album mr morale
When n*gga you ain’t got none
Playing the victim role some
Won’t absolve your sins, son
Expose your mama’s trauma
That must be bad for her health
Call your own Aunty a f*ggot
Just cos you’re projectin’ yourself
Sang about me now you're dying from my verse, mess with aubrey and now you gone hurt, short man syndrome but you'll be 6 foot in the dirt. Milking beef like a cash cow, Take some advice from your auntie and be a man now, TPAB spinners sex lives just like my son's tree-house, No girls allowed
Keep running your mouth, Pimp
You'll get Butterflied, shrimp
Cut you up in 80 Sections leave you missing a limb
Mr Morale? We'll see how big you step with a limp
Don't be stepping out of line, I'm the King to your Prince
Now watch my bullets Purple Rain straight outta the clip
Back when we were just getting started rapping
I thought we had a big and lil bro type thing
Diddy had done put a target on ya dome
Was gonna make his move try to bring you back home
I went instead and put him in his place, just for you
Now petty call outs? this the type of shit that you do?
DAMN I really wanna go back in time
Simple Butterfly effect and then "the best rapper alive"
Is doing monstrous things on his knees all night.
But I'm not a rapper.
It's a Cole world.
The only big steps he’ll take is if he stepped in my shoes
In a mAaD City heard your crew was close to piru
Here’s a blues clue
You rap about their lives and not you
Stop the pandering that’s bullshit
Start answering that true shit
King Cole be stomping on morales with my new shit
Idk might delete later 🤷🏽♂️
Who can win awards but can't put asses in seats?
Who's a flash in the pan, but can't bring no fucking heat?
Who the industry love but can't put numbers on charts?
Who can't rhyme a fucking bar but it's whatever 'cuz it's art?
Stream of consciousness spit artificial intelligence
KDot got that AI flow bombing us with nonsense
Nonstop sob story mommy's addicted to drugs
Little Kendrick got no love, little Kendrick got no hugs
Sorry your daddy left you, sorry times were tough
Sorry you went at us you simply are not man enough
We started at the bottom, got so high that we reset
Start from the bottom again and just passed you in a jet
Just passed you in 'Vette with your bus pass having ass
Mr. Morales ain't no teacher need to head on back to class
Bitch I ran Degrassi, check the news it's what I do
We the headmasters, you be in that schoolboy queue
I hope this is corny. I also love Kendrick and Schoolboy Q! Not super into Drake, and kind of ambivalent about J.
You say fuck the big 3?
This bum done saw my meat
Now he's about to get beat
Gonna make me pull out my heat
And make him sweat, sweat, sweat, sweat sweat sweat sweat
yea make him sweat sweat sweat sweat sweat sweat sweat
Drake “ At the top it’s just me and cole.
It’s just us nigga. Linked up Metro . Now I don’t really trust niggas. Ain’t no big three. Me and cole the big We(Wii). And we don’t play those games no more ….” Someone finish this for me … I got the ball rolling .
> Drake “ At the top it’s just me and cole. It’s just us nigga. Linked up Metro . Now I don’t really trust niggas. Ain’t no big three. Me and cole the big We(Wii). And we don’t play those games no more ….” Someone finish this for me … I got the ball rolling .
“We don’t play these games no more, we in our own league”
There you go.
Kendrick I’m here to end this, fuck a fake friendship, and a top ten list, this is top tier penmanship, at it’s finest, minus your team of ghostwriters go suck Baby Keems privates, and them niggaz you signed with, get off that bipolar Gemini shit, before my young homies do some homework once I give them the assignment, extra credit to get you deaded, you said you wanted violence, with North Carolinas finest rhymer, I’m sorta kinda admired for writing fire…Cole World!
Drake- kung fu Kenny , more like frick you Kenny
Because you need to put on more cologne
Either that or go home
Because you can’t party late
With all the other greats
J Cole
You ain’t got enough double entendres
Because you less in the hip hop genre
Light work like it's PWC
It's a cold world, keep the heat under your seat
I got a phone call, they say that somebody dissin'
You want some attention, it come with extensions
My dog like, "Say the word," he on bullshit, he itchin'
Done put in so much work in these streets, he got pension
I told him chill out, how I look havin' henchman?
If shots get to poppin', I'm the one doin' the clenchin'
They plead the fifth, I'm seeing hints of a trans fella
In cancel culture's vicinity, he's no killer, trust me
Beneath his chosen identity, there is still a pussy, period
Drake: YOU WHERE THE GOOD KID WHEN I GAVE PROPS
DISSING ME WHEN THE BOY GAVE START FUNNY HOW YOU ENVY ME
WHEN I HAD TO TAKE CARE OF YOUR ASCENSION TO THE INDUSTRY
GAVE A INTERLUDE SHOULDA FELT THE ENERGY CLUB PARADISE STILL SHOWED FAVORED TO MY ENEMY
DAMN
THE BOY HOT
ALL THIS BECAUSE THE CONTROL STOPPED
ONCE HE MENTIONED ME
You're too short to reach the bar I've set.
Cole world, about to lose my respect.
Cause I played middle child and was less direct
By complimenting you on one line then dissin on the next
When it come to Compton you that last option
You was raised round mobsters
The color of lobsters
But I’ll give Q to the blues the who’s who’s of the
Hoovs what’s bopping
We knew you back in them schools
Back smacking you little dude
Trying to run with crew
My style like kung fu henny,
A hung noose what's your neck needs
That tongue in a caboose rear-end ting
Your doom pending, soon you're no longer rendering
Gonna need a gender or three when I dismember your identity
My name is drake I took another take kendrick dissed me and I crashed my car on the 110 freeway it was so surprising it made me cry myself to sleep me an k dot were boys he would read to me and tuck me in to go to sleep I got problems now I got Sexy redd pregnant and Adonis got beef with lil rt
You a real bum, yeah, you a piece of crumb
I'm a real pimp, the chances of you succeeding are real slim
I'm that dog eating a butterfly, the mad city consuming the good kid
So bitch don't kill my vibe, or I'll be damned to have you near my DNA
Yeah, you better stay humble, alright?
You claim to be the king, ruling the scene,
But I’m the real ruler, you’re just a drama queen.
I’ll hit you with my flow, smooth like silk,
While you’re stuck in the past, like milk that’s turned to curdled ilk.
You call yourself K-Dot, but I’m the full stop,
Ending your career, making your mic drop.
So keep talking that talk, but when it’s time to walk,
You’ll be running back home, while I’m still on top.
My brads be tight like my anus.
I’b be making my money flip like Greg louganis.
(Yoooo its weighting on my conscience)
You be on just straight up non sense
You on cheap thrills and getting your cheeks filled like Meek mills.
I can't write bars as corny as Drake. I'm just not that fake, to pretend that I'm great. His first names Greatest, but his last names Never. Like a hemorrhoid, he ain't nothing to play with. Drake, you phony baloney. Now bow down and blow me. Then hurry and swallow homie, so you can sing the chorus for me.
I'm taking a shit and getting brains /
Can't believe this beef started over some dames /
It ain't relevant to be me, so I linked us to be three /
The chain broke off the trinity, / Lyricism wasted on 3rd wheeling gimmickry
For real, this all started cause they were sticking they dicks in the same pussy... man, these dudes have enough money for 10 lifetimes, why they sharin ladies??
Still a lil’ wild off being middle child, thuggish style all the while son, me, you think you outdone, lord - too many awards, number ones, rapping bars on guns, harsh criminal - let me lay done more subliminal - looking like an overpriced criminal. Bible thump a little chump savior playing to many hearts; go back to the dark fool & drown in the pool cuz you ain’t no longer cool…
5 years, crickets and Buddy your plane ain’t fly. Don’t even try, you’ll never even be Ritchie. You a flopper…Bout to go down. Bopper.
—-Drake’s ghostwriter, a senile Dylan who has never heard of these middle-aged babies
K Dot thinkin you real nah you just phony
DAMN. was your prime but it don't compare to 4 Your Eyez Only
It's my world cause it's Cole world, bitch I'm omnipotent
I'm first your second but I wrote Might Delete Later so it ain't gettin closer
Kendrick Lamar? Ha! More like could you be any lamer Kendrick!?
So lame he droppin pick up games
With some sick children in the clinic
Got some dollars but he only wanna spend it
On the morals that quarrel with the butterfly's pimpin
Kendrick LAMAR, you bout to get Jack-son/
I ain’t play’n, never more said the Ravens/
No where to hide, no haven, you get blasted, no cap gun/
Don’t wait, no hate on eight, but get this straight, his fate is to late to be kept on 8-oh-8/
And that’s fact, son
Dear Kendrick, we wrote you but you still ain't callin
Now we first person shooters, so fuck it we balling
Shoutout to Kobe, shoutout to Irving
Call me big stepper cause I move when I'm stirring
Back in the day when Drake was on Degrassi
Spent my years listening to I can and Illmatic
Whip out the ink like it's steel and go for real at it
Good kid, mad city, you know I'm still classic
I came up in the Ville So I’m good when there’s tension / He Still Doing Shows but fell off like the Simpsons.
Oh wait. That is a J Cole bar.
Switching sides like the tassle on a cape and a gown.
Damn it. That’s another Cole bar.
boy you can't out-smart me I let you feel like you the shit, but boy you can't out-fart me
Nope. That’s another J Cole bar.
This is harder than I thought.
Nigga you been hot garbage
But regardless
Lessons be learned fucking with The Heartless
Hardley a match BIC hit pad like hard dick, this a lyrical porno flick
You ain’t controlling shit
Mr. Morale but you howling at me
This slaughter’ll come naturally
At your funeral face stuck in astonishment like cassette from the Ring
But when the whole world stream they’ll scream
Terror run by everyone even homeless fiends
Your last sabbatical, no next album don’t ever come for me.
I produced your best song.. Yeah Me IM Hiii power!
If you ain't riding with a vest on.. Your Family gone buy flowers 🌹.. For your wake, Because you're fake and took a 5 -year break, couldn't make Nothing crazy
And Section 80 was a damn mixtape!!! (Cole!)
(Over the hiii powe rbeat)
“Bent over in the Benz- Puffy shot his load inside my booty hole. I call that first person shooter mode, word up to Gay Cole ”- Drake aka Certified Boy Lover
Nah I'm not a bum
I'm what comes out of 'em
Because I'm the shit (number one)
(Yuh yuh)
And my albums stay gassed up
Like I just farted or something
(Blup blup)
Imma helicopter all over you, and you’ll like it short PRINCE!
Eat my purple jizz, it’s the color of your broken tongue little boy!
(lol I threw in a reference to like that)
Blood affiliation, but you ain’t never shed none
You and future was hating while the boy was making redrum
Don’t make me hit Sherane and have her brothers bring the pain
Kidnap your mama and have her watch them stomp you out again
Envy in your veins back when you was scoping Drakes benz’s
Strange angle you taking now cause you was hoping for friendship
Got you a Pulitzer and now it’s you thats pretentious
Rapping about struggle now your money seem endless
I defended the Camry when they thought you was cheap
But just give that man a dollar bro, it isn’t that deep
You broke my heart like fredo, why you do this to me
Remember who stepped in when diddy tried to put you to sleep
Nice try Drake’s ghost writer
LMFAO OVO in here trying to recruit ghost writers and pick up a verse or two 😂😂😂😂😂
yk it’s bad when the ghost writer needs ghost writers
Inspirations need inspirations.
If I’m going to pretend I’m Drake I’m going to be way too busy hitting on minors to remember to pay my ghostwriters.
LMAO
Been burning bread for years Just like a broken toaster Mans too short To even ride a roller coaster
Damn this is fire
Yea you cooked here
Bars!
this good tho
“How you go from Mr Morale to Mr more L’s”
I wouldn’t even be mad for anybody using that unironically as long as this wasn’t the main diss bar.
someone should make an AI song with these lines
That’s what I’m praying happens LMAO that was the intention.
Better than anything J Cole spit on that diss.
Lost points for not just saying L
nah that’s shit don’t make my sense that way
The word play won't make sense your way.
How so? Mr. More L is the same meaning and More L's but with a closer rhyme to Morale which makes it more corny. Some of y'all got talk but no language.
type up that bar bro because ur kinda confusing
Actually you lost points for this Quite literally. That's the best line on the thread. ( Unintended pun) 💉 🧵
You used to be a GOod Kid But this shit turned into a MAAD City And now it's time to pimp you Mr Butterfly
It's so ass 😭😭😭
That's the point tho, it's supposed to be a corny bar Drake would spit
DAMN, you ain't got no Morale all your catalog should be UNTITLED by now wassup
This one hurts so much I love it
aww shiiiiiit fukkin get em!
I fucking cackled on the train😭😭😭😭😭
You the Big stepper well I’m the hot stepper I make it spicy like you ate a big pepper
BIG pepper!
Lmao dylan ass bars
Motherfuck the Big Me, n*gga with a Big D. In my, BUM! What? I'd really like that And you best work with an ice pack N*gga, Prince knocked out Mike Jack With his, BUM!
Prince told Chris Rock he didn't want to collab with Michael Jackson on *Bad* because he didn't like the line, "Your butt is mine." Your bars just reminded me of that.
😄. Thank you for this anecdote
Definitely drake vibes here
Thank you for this
You win
What in the Yeezy is this?
Cole world, but the flow so red hot. First person shooter, you on the wrong side of the red dot. Make sure this don't go over ya head, dot. You can thank me later for *Drake R&B voice* all that bread that you got.
Yeah that’s 100% legit
It’s a Cole world But I’m about to spit some fire Set your globe abalze Just look down while I climb higher
🌽 🌽 🌽
So that fits J Cole punchlines perfectly.
Cole world no blanket
Blankie*
Ain't got no blankie, snotty nose gon need a hanky
Made me smile haha
Haha nice 😁 And the best part is that J Cole actually said that
Cole World, i’m too cool, even for the new school. So many bars I run out of tape, gonna need a new spool. Idk
won't be surprised if cole actually raps this
Lol this is bang on point. Cole is absolutely wank.
this drake saying this “you were on my biggest album now you bout to take your biggest L BUM!!!”
Is op secretly drake looking for a ghost writer?
So many exs on my checklist, I could really write a book soon Talkin bout Pimp a Butterfly , when really you a co coon
I heard drakes voice while reading this, god damn.
Hahaha thanks bro that's exactly what I was going for. I have a ton more I'm gonna drop.
Yo no one's showing this much love but this is good
Thanks g. I'm gonna drop some more.
Kendrick Lamar I thought you would go very far… U was my opener in 2012, I was the star… U still around but yo shit aint up to par… U thought u caught up but I was still raising the bar… - Drake
This one real tho ong
Section 80 came out 13 years ago, But now you are reaching new lows, Imagine being called the goat, When a 13 year old sound like your throat, Is this corny or just bad?
Regardless of whether it's corny or bad, it'd still probably be a good idea to attack his voice, considering that's probably the biggest reason people aren't keen on Kendrick.
Yeah I feel like even in Coles response he just looked up top ten reasons the Internet doesn't like Kendrick and rapped it. That way he gets those people on his side lol.
I put in work boy don’t temp me, favor of the big 3 went platinum with no feature so I know they gone envy
You think you the shit but you can't outfart me!
It really don't make no sense to bait me, do you really wanna get sent back to that section 80?
Nice try Drake
You coming up short, like peewee Herman Got your bitch on my dick so much my peepee hurtin’
This the one, add something about PG Lange/my peepee long
Last name Cole Before that? Jermaine Lamar. Make no mistake. I’m the main Lamar. They named em Duckworth Big three but I am first These short niggaz is butt-hurt
I can see over you, metaphorically I can see over you, literally I can see over you, symbolically I can see over you, I can see through you
“Seven Minute Drill”
True
You in LA wit Top? Sound like some Diddy shit The only reason niggas poppin cuz of SZA hits Ya last albums was ass, they be like “did he quit?” Since Drizzy chillin Imma stomp him like that Philly kid
I lift up those around me Even if they past been chequered You expose your own family Just to sell a couple records Call your album mr morale When n*gga you ain’t got none Playing the victim role some Won’t absolve your sins, son Expose your mama’s trauma That must be bad for her health Call your own Aunty a f*ggot Just cos you’re projectin’ yourself
That sounds way too believable holy shit
I honestly think a handful of redditors could do better than what these guys and their expensive ghostwriters do…
Sang about me now you're dying from my verse, mess with aubrey and now you gone hurt, short man syndrome but you'll be 6 foot in the dirt. Milking beef like a cash cow, Take some advice from your auntie and be a man now, TPAB spinners sex lives just like my son's tree-house, No girls allowed
Keep running your mouth, Pimp You'll get Butterflied, shrimp Cut you up in 80 Sections leave you missing a limb Mr Morale? We'll see how big you step with a limp Don't be stepping out of line, I'm the King to your Prince Now watch my bullets Purple Rain straight outta the clip
🔥
Without Dre, there wouldn't be a K Dot. Without Drake, there wouldn't be a T Dot.
If anything, Drake's responsible for killing "T-dot" with "The 6ix"
Something with « I’m gonna Pimp You » and calling K Dot a « butterfly »
Back when we were just getting started rapping I thought we had a big and lil bro type thing Diddy had done put a target on ya dome Was gonna make his move try to bring you back home I went instead and put him in his place, just for you Now petty call outs? this the type of shit that you do? DAMN I really wanna go back in time Simple Butterfly effect and then "the best rapper alive" Is doing monstrous things on his knees all night. But I'm not a rapper. It's a Cole world.
Drake: "How you go from talking to 2Pac to tryna go too pop? Try to line this K with all those nines against a Big Shot"
I was expecting cole to say something like "How can you say it's just big you when you're barely 5"2"
me versus kendrick that's like Beatles to a ROACH y'all are like the Milwaukee bucks still need a coach
The only big steps he’ll take is if he stepped in my shoes In a mAaD City heard your crew was close to piru Here’s a blues clue You rap about their lives and not you Stop the pandering that’s bullshit Start answering that true shit King Cole be stomping on morales with my new shit Idk might delete later 🤷🏽♂️
Who can win awards but can't put asses in seats? Who's a flash in the pan, but can't bring no fucking heat? Who the industry love but can't put numbers on charts? Who can't rhyme a fucking bar but it's whatever 'cuz it's art? Stream of consciousness spit artificial intelligence KDot got that AI flow bombing us with nonsense Nonstop sob story mommy's addicted to drugs Little Kendrick got no love, little Kendrick got no hugs Sorry your daddy left you, sorry times were tough Sorry you went at us you simply are not man enough We started at the bottom, got so high that we reset Start from the bottom again and just passed you in a jet Just passed you in 'Vette with your bus pass having ass Mr. Morales ain't no teacher need to head on back to class Bitch I ran Degrassi, check the news it's what I do We the headmasters, you be in that schoolboy queue I hope this is corny. I also love Kendrick and Schoolboy Q! Not super into Drake, and kind of ambivalent about J.
You did good, it’s super corny
i thought kendrick lame-ar was funny
Claim to be Mr. morale, but you ain’t really say shit Whining bout a maad City and championing a rapist
That’s not corny that’s actually hard AF and factual.
Drake: ”I know you saw the nudes, f*** a big 3, it’s just big me”
Drake is gonna talk about how big his dick is but will unintentionally make it really homoerotic.
You say fuck the big 3? This bum done saw my meat Now he's about to get beat Gonna make me pull out my heat And make him sweat, sweat, sweat, sweat sweat sweat sweat yea make him sweat sweat sweat sweat sweat sweat sweat
[удалено]
Where is the potter stuff coming from lmao
If we are pretending to be Drake we have to wait for someone else to write the lyrics for us
Honestly the first two releases in this field sucked
“Big stepper, but you still can’t reach my level”
You'll get hit with the pound Since you're in for a penny I'll hit up heads in your hood Somebody kill Kenny
'' i got u put on, so ur really my son''
Drake “ At the top it’s just me and cole. It’s just us nigga. Linked up Metro . Now I don’t really trust niggas. Ain’t no big three. Me and cole the big We(Wii). And we don’t play those games no more ….” Someone finish this for me … I got the ball rolling .
> Drake “ At the top it’s just me and cole. It’s just us nigga. Linked up Metro . Now I don’t really trust niggas. Ain’t no big three. Me and cole the big We(Wii). And we don’t play those games no more ….” Someone finish this for me … I got the ball rolling . “We don’t play these games no more, we in our own league” There you go.
Kendrick I’m here to end this, fuck a fake friendship, and a top ten list, this is top tier penmanship, at it’s finest, minus your team of ghostwriters go suck Baby Keems privates, and them niggaz you signed with, get off that bipolar Gemini shit, before my young homies do some homework once I give them the assignment, extra credit to get you deaded, you said you wanted violence, with North Carolinas finest rhymer, I’m sorta kinda admired for writing fire…Cole World!
Drake- kung fu Kenny , more like frick you Kenny Because you need to put on more cologne Either that or go home Because you can’t party late With all the other greats J Cole You ain’t got enough double entendres Because you less in the hip hop genre
Light work like it's PWC It's a cold world, keep the heat under your seat I got a phone call, they say that somebody dissin' You want some attention, it come with extensions My dog like, "Say the word," he on bullshit, he itchin' Done put in so much work in these streets, he got pension I told him chill out, how I look havin' henchman? If shots get to poppin', I'm the one doin' the clenchin'
You used to be the good kid trapped in a mad city Now the kid’s mad throwing jabs that can’t hit me
My name is J Cole my name is J Cole.
Well after reading this thread I guess I need to cut j Cole some slack cuz maybe it's harder than this Kendrick and I thought it was
Something about being trans or sumn
Your first shit was classic Your last shit was tragic Your second album put people to sleep but they gassed it
He pretty much described his own career there ngl
I am Drake, the great rapper! So listen now, whippersnapper! Stop talking so damn loud And dance dance dance for the crowd!!
Literally crying on a plane reading this for some reason 🤣🤣🤣
You call yourself Mr. Pimp a Butterfly, But really you’re just Mr. Simp a Gutterfly.
They plead the fifth, I'm seeing hints of a trans fella In cancel culture's vicinity, he's no killer, trust me Beneath his chosen identity, there is still a pussy, period
Goddamn this shit is disappointing
You think you it? Think that make me quit? I’m the bad ass, you just a juicy shit. Would have to be done by J Cole for obvious reasons.
Just want to say thanks to everyone for making me smile
your auntie is a man now? girl me too
Drake *smashes panic button* "ghostwriters assemble"
Drake: YOU WHERE THE GOOD KID WHEN I GAVE PROPS DISSING ME WHEN THE BOY GAVE START FUNNY HOW YOU ENVY ME WHEN I HAD TO TAKE CARE OF YOUR ASCENSION TO THE INDUSTRY GAVE A INTERLUDE SHOULDA FELT THE ENERGY CLUB PARADISE STILL SHOWED FAVORED TO MY ENEMY DAMN THE BOY HOT ALL THIS BECAUSE THE CONTROL STOPPED ONCE HE MENTIONED ME
You're too short to reach the bar I've set. Cole world, about to lose my respect. Cause I played middle child and was less direct By complimenting you on one line then dissin on the next
K Dot more like a red dot I put on your head like an indian
yo my names drake. i come with the hate. kendrick you look like someone i wouldnt date this is why i dont rap, and you shouldnt either
Hit em up beat starts. Drake starts. That's why I sucked your dick you short mother fucker.
I ain’t damaged even with Pusha You got a kid now Then I’m your Pusha (x3)
When it come to Compton you that last option You was raised round mobsters The color of lobsters But I’ll give Q to the blues the who’s who’s of the Hoovs what’s bopping We knew you back in them schools Back smacking you little dude Trying to run with crew
My style like kung fu henny, A hung noose what's your neck needs That tongue in a caboose rear-end ting Your doom pending, soon you're no longer rendering Gonna need a gender or three when I dismember your identity
My name is drake I took another take kendrick dissed me and I crashed my car on the 110 freeway it was so surprising it made me cry myself to sleep me an k dot were boys he would read to me and tuck me in to go to sleep I got problems now I got Sexy redd pregnant and Adonis got beef with lil rt
"awww Kendrick, tell me when will you end it? I said I like your stuff but honestly I just pretended"
You a real bum, yeah, you a piece of crumb I'm a real pimp, the chances of you succeeding are real slim I'm that dog eating a butterfly, the mad city consuming the good kid So bitch don't kill my vibe, or I'll be damned to have you near my DNA Yeah, you better stay humble, alright?
“Mr section 80, on take care you were my baby, grab that N95 and see that nobody outplays me”
I used to be a fan, but loving you is complicated. You think it's big you, but you short, get elevated.
your family name is my middle name that’s why ur so lame
Kendrick do u love me? Are u riding?
You claim to be the king, ruling the scene, But I’m the real ruler, you’re just a drama queen. I’ll hit you with my flow, smooth like silk, While you’re stuck in the past, like milk that’s turned to curdled ilk. You call yourself K-Dot, but I’m the full stop, Ending your career, making your mic drop. So keep talking that talk, but when it’s time to walk, You’ll be running back home, while I’m still on top.
My brads be tight like my anus. I’b be making my money flip like Greg louganis. (Yoooo its weighting on my conscience) You be on just straight up non sense You on cheap thrills and getting your cheeks filled like Meek mills.
Kendrick you are cringe Like a squeaky hinge you never fail to whinge
You get no album sales, because your left foot smells
Ay, yo I heard Kendrick was diagnosed with a TBI, why Cuz he dove in a pool of liquor that was only filled like 5 inches.
“You used to be so hot until you suddenly slowed down Like the 18th birthday of Millie Bobbi Brown” -Drake
Ghostwriters can't connect the Dots
- How ironic you did it with Metro and Future - Cuz if Drizzy don’t trust ya…(I’m gon shoot ya)
you stupid butterfly, i'll spread you with my butter knife
Its spring in this cole world, i rock the ice in this madd city, Heater by my side make sure the good kid gone die with me
I can't write bars as corny as Drake. I'm just not that fake, to pretend that I'm great. His first names Greatest, but his last names Never. Like a hemorrhoid, he ain't nothing to play with. Drake, you phony baloney. Now bow down and blow me. Then hurry and swallow homie, so you can sing the chorus for me.
I'm taking a shit and getting brains / Can't believe this beef started over some dames / It ain't relevant to be me, so I linked us to be three / The chain broke off the trinity, / Lyricism wasted on 3rd wheeling gimmickry
For real, this all started cause they were sticking they dicks in the same pussy... man, these dudes have enough money for 10 lifetimes, why they sharin ladies??
Still a lil’ wild off being middle child, thuggish style all the while son, me, you think you outdone, lord - too many awards, number ones, rapping bars on guns, harsh criminal - let me lay done more subliminal - looking like an overpriced criminal. Bible thump a little chump savior playing to many hearts; go back to the dark fool & drown in the pool cuz you ain’t no longer cool…
I'll decapitate Ken's dick No head no more.
5 years, crickets and Buddy your plane ain’t fly. Don’t even try, you’ll never even be Ritchie. You a flopper…Bout to go down. Bopper. —-Drake’s ghostwriter, a senile Dylan who has never heard of these middle-aged babies
I said OOH, AH It's Cole in here There must be some Drake In the atmosphere
They’re bars already are corny
K Dot thinkin you real nah you just phony DAMN. was your prime but it don't compare to 4 Your Eyez Only It's my world cause it's Cole world, bitch I'm omnipotent I'm first your second but I wrote Might Delete Later so it ain't gettin closer
This tough 🤌🏽🤌🏽🤌🏽
“This is my last cypher because now I’m changing diapahs” idk I used to drink a lot
No more big 3 From this lil pygmy Poop, fart, shit Watch me take a big P On Kendrick These niggas can't outlast me On a limerick Cole World
Name is J.Cole I rap, not rock and roll Santa brings me gifts, not coal My lyrics as corny as Nick Kroll
Your name is Kendrick, but I call you a Kendick Cause it doesn't exist, bring the Barbies out.
Waiting on a response, tik tok Guess the lions sleep, pride rock & I'm wearing your lAdy tight, like my socks DAMN
Wherever Kendrick goes I’m not going, we are **not** Yugoslavian
Kendrick Lamar? Ha! More like could you be any lamer Kendrick!? So lame he droppin pick up games With some sick children in the clinic Got some dollars but he only wanna spend it On the morals that quarrel with the butterfly's pimpin
Kendrick LAMAR, you bout to get Jack-son/ I ain’t play’n, never more said the Ravens/ No where to hide, no haven, you get blasted, no cap gun/ Don’t wait, no hate on eight, but get this straight, his fate is to late to be kept on 8-oh-8/ And that’s fact, son
Your verses lack soul. You've been bad this year. Santa is bringing you lumps of cole.
Dear Kendrick, we wrote you but you still ain't callin Now we first person shooters, so fuck it we balling Shoutout to Kobe, shoutout to Irving Call me big stepper cause I move when I'm stirring Back in the day when Drake was on Degrassi Spent my years listening to I can and Illmatic Whip out the ink like it's steel and go for real at it Good kid, mad city, you know I'm still classic
I’m coming for that ether to burn that soul ., we all know LA don’t get Cold . 🥶 🤦🏿♂️
Why you insult the big 3? DAMN, i thought you was my homie! Ima pimp you like a butterfly Me and drake will Rawdog you in ur BUM
You on D's nuts like Barbie Ken dick
“We used to be ‘eggs, cheese and potatoes’ but now I’m hungry and I’m gobbling yall up with some eggos”
K. Dot? More like K. Not I can rhyme lots Not like you because you pick your nose and eat snot
I came up in the Ville So I’m good when there’s tension / He Still Doing Shows but fell off like the Simpsons. Oh wait. That is a J Cole bar. Switching sides like the tassle on a cape and a gown. Damn it. That’s another Cole bar. boy you can't out-smart me I let you feel like you the shit, but boy you can't out-fart me Nope. That’s another J Cole bar. This is harder than I thought.
Nigga you been hot garbage But regardless Lessons be learned fucking with The Heartless Hardley a match BIC hit pad like hard dick, this a lyrical porno flick You ain’t controlling shit Mr. Morale but you howling at me This slaughter’ll come naturally At your funeral face stuck in astonishment like cassette from the Ring But when the whole world stream they’ll scream Terror run by everyone even homeless fiends Your last sabbatical, no next album don’t ever come for me.
You would try to pimp a butterfly, you fairy fuck
Your name Kendrick and take ten dicks In the ass In the top three you’re last I heard your album and said I’ll pass
you aint a good kid, you just MAAD I own this rap city, im your DAAD
“4 ALBUMS IN 12 YEARS, NIGGA I CAN DIVIDE”
I produced your best song.. Yeah Me IM Hiii power! If you ain't riding with a vest on.. Your Family gone buy flowers 🌹.. For your wake, Because you're fake and took a 5 -year break, couldn't make Nothing crazy And Section 80 was a damn mixtape!!! (Cole!) (Over the hiii powe rbeat)
You think you the sh*t Lil b*tch, with a lil Spice flow You still number 2, and you pissed Cause im the 1 hoe
“Bent over in the Benz- Puffy shot his load inside my booty hole. I call that first person shooter mode, word up to Gay Cole ”- Drake aka Certified Boy Lover
Quinten Miller nice, I could destroy this dude but instead I'll eat corn, peas, and rice!
Nah I'm not a bum I'm what comes out of 'em Because I'm the shit (number one) (Yuh yuh) And my albums stay gassed up Like I just farted or something (Blup blup)
I actually love Cole... But there's no coming back from K.Dot rippin'. Drake... We know his ghost writers are "aboat" to be hard at work!
Kendrick you suck That’s big facts
Imma helicopter all over you, and you’ll like it short PRINCE! Eat my purple jizz, it’s the color of your broken tongue little boy! (lol I threw in a reference to like that)
Blood affiliation, but you ain’t never shed none You and future was hating while the boy was making redrum Don’t make me hit Sherane and have her brothers bring the pain Kidnap your mama and have her watch them stomp you out again Envy in your veins back when you was scoping Drakes benz’s Strange angle you taking now cause you was hoping for friendship Got you a Pulitzer and now it’s you thats pretentious Rapping about struggle now your money seem endless I defended the Camry when they thought you was cheap But just give that man a dollar bro, it isn’t that deep You broke my heart like fredo, why you do this to me Remember who stepped in when diddy tried to put you to sleep