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Trash by ilayda

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Trash by ilayda - Hip Hop music cover art

Trash

Hip Hop

0:002:58
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Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah
Yo, Zyro, Lil, gather round, feel the blaze
Step to the fire, this is lyrical craze
Zyro, you mumble bars, barely breathe
Forget your lines, man, I won’t see
Pig squeal louder than your weak ass rhymes
I spit, purify, burn at fake times
Claiming your 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, abused
Step back, rookie, I'm prime edition
Your diss is weak, lacks all precision
You stumble on words, can't spit heat
I roast 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 dismantle, check your own game
Your past is trash, you dig it like hell
Sparked enough lies, now hear real sounds
I roast your false pride, expose your games
Zyro, Lil, step back, remember our name
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Flex, Submariner can't even say Porsche
Claim you're 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, firin' every line
Step to me wrong boy, cross the sign
Lil' bow before mirror, see your face
Walls whisper 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
Sparked enough lies, now hear real sounds
Zyro's your false pride, expose your game
Zyro, lil' step back, remember our name
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Step back, Zyro, your rhyme's expired
I'm the real fire, your fake line's my yard
Now fake queen, feel the shame you earned
Your walls collapse, watch the tables turn