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Trash by ilayda

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Trash

Hip Hop

0:002:26
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Yo, Zyro, Lil, gather round, feel the blaze Step to the fire, this is lyrical craze
Zyro, your mumble bars barely breathe Forget your lines, man, I won′t see
Pig squeal louder than your weak ass rhymes I spit pure fire, burn in fake times
Man, you′re king, lost at sea Your mic′s a disaster, can′t touch me
Stage fright, mind blank, crowd confused I′m the hurricane, you′re the breeze, abuse
Step back, rookie, I′m prime edition Your diss is weak, lacks all precision
You stumble on words, can′t spit heat I wrote your fake game, every line′s elite
Lil, you′re an object, sold by your hand Walls soaked in moans, can′t take a stand
Claiming innocence, yet flaunt your sin Mirror, don′t lie, girl, truth′s trapped within
I spit fire, expose your lies Real queens rise, fake ones disguise
Learn humility, face your own shame Before you diss men, check your own game
Your past is trash, you dig it like hounds Barked enough lies, now hear real sounds
I roast your false pride, expose your game Zyro, little step back, remember our name
Flex of a renter′s can′t even say Porsche Claim you′re a boss, boy, that′s a sad torch
Talk fatherhood, primetime games You play while I laugh at your career′s decay
Stage unprepared, voice squeaks like straw Pigs on the farm, got more skill than you saw
I spit reality, fire in every line Step to me wrong, boy, cross the sign
Lil, bow before mirror, see your face Walls with no story, shame in every space
Claim virginity, yet deeds tell the lie Real women rise, fake ones just cry
You objectify yourself, yet preach respect Your game′s busted, your rhythm deflect
Bow down now, the queen speaks her name Step aside, lil, feel lyrical flame
Your past is trash, you dig it like hounds Barked enough lies, now hear real sounds
I roast your false pride, expose your game Zyro, little step back, remember our name
Step back, Zyro, your rhymes expire I′m the real fire, your fake lines
Your lil fake queen, feel the shame you earn Your walls collapse, watch the tables turn
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