Lyrics

[VERSE 1] Diss number three, so I guess I had triplets I'm Aesop Rock with my rhymes so cryptic Metamorphosize phony tony with a skillet Transform all his innards into heckin' giblets IQ aside, transcribing aside Let's have a heart to heart about your pride You the brand new kid on the block looking snide I'm your OG, show respect or I'll cry In a happy way 'cause it gives me an excuse Tracks explode, I'm the bomb you can't defuse Mr. Montana, trash is all that you produce You remind me of appendix---can't find a use [VERSE 2] You can cop a Basquiat but you're far from an artist Like a taxidermied pelican, I'm heartless Better watch out, like a tissue I'ma wipe your nose Issa funeral, I hope you brought a white rose Like a bedrock pub yo my bars are the hardest My rhymes so heavenly, call a harpist I'm the one to whip a Lamb, you're the one to park it Your reputation to succeed is tarnished 500 tates and you think that you're accomplished I wrote 'bout Harambe 'fore you even got started Tony homie sorely lack class like a Marxist Bow and arrow at your throat, I won't miss my target [Verse 3] Eduardo V what's the deal with the hate, bro? (WHY?) You're bound to regret this, I'm comin' right for your throat (BOOM) Top scholar on jhfly, that's fly (NO PLANE) I bet you're proud of copy-pasting "[Instrumental]" eighty thousand times And listen hampered, you ain't no Outkast (NOPE) Rap skills trasher than the dumpster out back (YUCK) And Merlyn, bringing up Minecraft is foul, whoa (BISH) I'm a diamond pick, you're just a wooden hoe (*villager noise*)