"Joel Hale Osment" is an intentional play on words by mashing up two names, Joel Osteen and Haley Joel Osment. References: ghosts ; 'I see dead people' ; use of generative AI ; use of Ghost writers (inauthenticity) ; Sixth Sense ; etc.
eurt si em tuoba yas yeht gnihtyrevE Euphoria Them super powers gettin' neutralized, I can only watch in silence The famous actor we once knew is lookin' paranoid and now is spiralin' You're movin' just like a degenerate, every antic is feelin' distasteful I calculate you're not as calculated, I can even predict your angle Fabricatin' stories on the family front 'cause you heard Mr. Morale A pathetic master manipulator, I can smell the tales on you now You're not a rap artist, you a scam artist with the hopes of being accepted Tommy Hilfiger stood out, but FUBU never had been your collection I make music that electrify 'em, you make music that pacify 'em I can double down on that line, but spare you this time, that's random acts of kindness Know you a master manipulator and habitual liar too But don't tell no lie about me and I won't tell truths 'bout you Shoo, shoo, shoo Shoo, shoo, shoo Bi-bi-bi-bi-bi-bi Yeah, I'm out the way, yeah, I'm low, okay Yeah, the island right here's remote, okay I ain't thinkin' about no reaper Nigga, I'm reapin' what I sow, okay Got a Benjamin and a Jackson all in my house, like I'm Joe, okay Hellcat, made his homeboys and them types sell they soul, okay Everybody wanna be demon 'til they get chipped by your throwaway And I might do a show a day, once a lame, always a lame Oh, you thought the money, the power or fame would make you go away? Have you ever played have-you-ever? Okay, nigga, let's play Have you ever walked your enemy down, like with a poker face? Have you ever paid five-hundred thou', like to an open case? Well, I have, and I failed at both, but I came out straight I hate when a rapper talk about guns Then somebody die, they turn into nuns Then hop online, like "pray for my city" He fakin' for likes and digital hugs His daddy a killer, he wanna be junior They must've forgot the shit that they done Dementia must run in his family, but let it get shaky I'll park his son The very first time I shot me a Drac', the homie had told me to aim it this way I didn't point down enough, today, I'll show you I learn from those mistakes Somebody had told that me you got a ring, on God, I'm ready to double the wage I'd rather do that than let a Canadian nigga make Pac turn in his grave Cutthroat business, you got shit twisted What is it? The braids? I hurt your feelings? You don't wanna work with me more? Okay There's three GOATs left, and I see two of 'em kissin' and huggin' on stage I love 'em to death, and in eight bars, I'll explain that phrase, huh It's nothin' nobody can tell me, huh I don't wanna talk on no celly, huh You know I got language barriers, huh There's no accent you can sell me, huh Yeah, Cole and Aubrey know I'm a selfish nigga The crown is heavy, huh I pray they my real friends, if not, I'm YNW Melly I don't like you poppin' shit at Pharrell, for him, I inherit the beef Yeah, fuck all that pushin' P, let me see you push a T You better off spinnin' again on him, you think about pushin' me He's Terrance Thornton, I'm Terrance Crawford, yeah, I'm whoppin' feet We ain't gotta get personal, this a friendly fade, you should keep it that way I know some shit about niggas that make Gunna Wunna look like a saint This ain't been about critics, not about gimmicks, not about who the greatest It's always been about love and hate, now let me say I'm the biggest hater I hate the way that you walk, the way that you talk I hate the way that you dress I hate the way you sneak diss, if I catch flight, it's gon' be direct We hate the bitches you fuck, 'cause they confuse themselves with real women And notice, I said "we", it's not just me, I'm what the culture feelin' How many more fairytale stories 'bout your life 'til we had enough? How many more black features 'til you finally feel that you're black enough? I like Drake with the melodies, I don't like Drake when he act tough You gon' make a nigga bring back Puff, let me see if Chubbs really crash somethin' Yeah, my first one like my last one, it's a classic, you don't have one Let your core audience stomach that Didn't tell 'em where you get your abs from V12, it's a fast one, bow-bow-bow, last one Headshot for the year, you better walk around like Daft Punk Remember? Ayy, Top Dawg, who the fuck they think they playin' with? "Extortion" my middle name as soon as you jump off of that plane, bitch I'm allergic to the lame shit, only you like bein' famous Yachty can't give you no swag neither, I don't give a fuck 'bout who you hang with I hate the way that you walk, the way that you talk I hate the way that you dress Surprised you wanted that feature request You know that we got some shit to address I even hate when you say the word "nigga", but that's just me, I guess Some shit just cringeworthy, it ain't even gotta be deep, I guess Still love when you see success, everything with me is blessed Keep makin' me dance, wavin' my hand and it won't be no threat I'm knowin' they call you The Boy, but where is the man? 'Cause I ain't see him yet Matter of fact, I ain't even bleed him yet, can I bleed him? Bet When I see you stand by Sexyy Red, I believe you see two bad bitches I believe you don't like women, it's real competition, you might pop ass with 'em Let's speak on percentage, show me your splits I'll make sure I double back with you You was signed to a nigga that's signed to a nigga that said he was signed to that nigga Try cease and desist on the "Like That" record? Ho, what? You ain't like that record "Back To Back", I like that record I'ma get back to that for the record Why would I call around tryna get dirt on niggas? Y'all thinkin' my life is rap? That's ho shit, I got a son to raise, but I can see you don't know nothin' 'bout that Wakin' him up, know nothin' 'bout that Then tell him to pray, know nothin' 'bout that Then givin' him tools to walk through life like day by day, know nothin' 'bout that Teachin' him morals, integrity, discipline, listen man, you don't know nothin' 'bout that Speakin' the truth and consider what God's considern', you don't know nothin' 'bout that Ain't twenty-v-one, it's one-v-twenty if I gotta smack niggas that write with you Yeah, bring 'em out too, I clean 'em out too Tell BEAM that he better stay right with you Am I battlin' ghost or AI? Nigga feelin' like Joel Osteen Funny, he was in a film called "AI" And my sixth sense tellin' me to off him I'ma blick niggas all in they coffin Yeah, OV-ho niggas is dick riders Tell 'em run to America to imitate heritage, they can't imitate this violence What I learned is niggas don't like the West Coast And I'm fine with it, I'll push the line with it Pick a nigga off one at a time with it We can be on a three hour time difference Don't speak on the family, crodie It can get deep in the family, crodie Talk about me and my family, crodie? Someone gon' bleed in your family, crodie I be at New Ho King eatin' fried rice with a dip sauce and blammy, crodie Tell me you're cheesin', fam We can do this right now on the camera, crodie Ayy, fuck y'all niggas, I don't trust y'all niggas I wave one finger and dump y'all niggas, like, "mmm" Field goal, punt y'all niggas, they punk y'all niggas, nobody never took my food Whoever that's fuckin' with him, fuck you niggas, and fuck the industry too If you take it there, I'm takin' it further Psst, that's somethin' you don't wanna do Ooh We don't wanna hear you say "nigga" no more We don't wanna hear you say "nigga" no more Stop
This was a battle almost in the literal sense. Kendrick aka general Patton was the most strategic, general / surgeon in hip hop ever. I'll even give a pass the to the Joel Osteen flub considering that was Haley Joel Osmond, but close enough.
Euphoria Them superpowers getting neutralized, I can only watch in silence The famous actor we once knew is lookin' paranoid and now spiralin' You're movin' just like a degenerate, every antic is feelin' distasteful I calculate you're not as calculated, I can even predict your angle Fabricating stories on the family front 'cause you heard Mr. Morale A pathetic master manipulator, I can smell the tales on you now You're not a rap artist, you a scam artist with the hopes of being accepted Tommy Hilfiger stood out, but FUBU never had been your collection I make music that electrify 'em, you make music that pacify 'em I can double down on that line, but spare you this time, that's random acts of kindness Know you a master manipulator and habitual liar too But don't tell no lie about me and I won't tell truths 'bout you Shoo, shoo, shoo Shoo, shoo, shoo Bee, bee, bee, bee, bee, bee Yeah, I'm out the way, yeah, I'm low, okay Yeah, the island right here's remote, okay I ain't thinkin' about no reaper Nigga, I'm reapin' what I sow, okay Got a Benjamin and a Jackson all in my house like I'm Joe, okay Hellcat, made his homeboys and them type sell they soul, okay Everybody wanna be demon 'til they get chipped by your throwaway And I might do a show a day, once a lame, always a lame Oh, you thought the money, the power or fame would make you go away? Have you ever played have-you-ever? Okay, nigga, let's play Have you ever walked your enemy down like with a poker face? Have you ever paid five hundred thou' like to an open case? Well, I have, and I failed at both, but I came out straight I hate when a rapper talk about guns, then somebody die They turn into nuns, then hop online, like "Pray for my city" He fakin' for likes and digital hugs His daddy a killer, he wanna be junior, they must've forgot the shit that they done Dementia must run in his family, but let it get shaky I'll park his son The very first time I shot me a Drac', the homie had told me to aim it this way I didn't point down enough, today, I'll show you I learned from those mistakes Somebody had told me that you got a ring, on God, I'm ready to double the wage I'd rather do that than let a Canadian nigga make Pac turn in his grave Cutthroat business, you got shit twisted What is it? The braids? I hurt your feelings? You don't wanna work with me no more? Okay It's three G.O.A.T.s left, and I seen two of them kissin' and huggin' on stage I love 'em to death, and in eight bars, I'll explain that phrase, huh It's nothin' nobody can tell me, huh I don't wanna talk on no celly, huh You know I got language barriers, huh It's no accent you can sell me, huh Yeah, Cole and Aubrey know I'm a selfish nigga The crown is heavy, huh I pray they my real friends, if not, I'm YNW Melly I don't like you poppin' shit at Pharrell, for him, I inherit the beef Yeah, fuck all that pushin' P, let me see you push a T You better off spinnin' again on him, you think about pushin' me He's Terrence Thornton, I'm Terence Crawford, yeah, I'm whoopin' feet We ain't gotta get personal, this a friendly fade, you should keep it that way I know some shit about niggas that make Gunna Wunna look like a saint This ain't been about critics, not about gimmicks, not about who the greatest It's always been about love and hate, now let me say I'm the biggest hater I hate the way that you walk, the way that you talk, I hate the way that you dress I hate the way that you sneak diss, if I catch flight, it's gon' be direct We hate the bitches you fuck, 'cause they confuse themself with real women And notice, I said "we, " it's not just me, I'm what the culture feelin' How many more fairytale stories 'bout your life 'til we had enough? How many more Black features 'til you finally feel that you're Black enough? I like Drake with the melodies, I don't like Drake when he act tough You gon' make a nigga bring back Puff, let me see if Chubbs really crash somethin' Yeah, my first one like my last one, it's a classic, you don't have one Let your core audience stomach that, then tell 'em where you get your abs from V12, it's a fast one, baow-baow-baow, last one Headshot for the year, you better walk around like Daft Punk Remember? Ayy, Top Dawg, who the fuck they think they playin' with? Extortion my middle name as soon as you jump off of that plane, bitch I'm allergic to the lame shit, only you like bein' famous Yachty can't give you no swag neither, I don't give a fuck 'bout who you hang with I hate the way that you walk, the way that you talk, I hate the way that you dress Surprised you wanted that feature request You know that we got some shit to address I even hate when you say the word "nigga, " but that's just me, I guess Some shit just cringeworthy, it ain't even gotta be deep, I guess Still love when you see success, everything with me is blessed Keep makin' me dance, wavin' my hand, and it won't be no threat I'm knowin' they call you The Boy, but where is a man? 'Cause I ain't seen him yet Matter fact, I ain't even bleed him yet, can I bleed him? Bet When I see you stand by Sexyy Red, I believe you see two bad bitches I believe you don't like women, it's real competition, you might pop ass with 'em Let's speak on percentage, show me your splits, I'll make sure I double back with you You were signed to a nigga that's signed to a nigga that said he was signed to that nigga Try cease and desist on the "Like That" record? Hoe, what? You ain't like that record? "Back To Back, " I like that record I'ma get back to that, for the record Why would I call around tryna get dirt on niggas? Y'all think all my life is rap? That's hoe shit, I got a son to raise, but I can see you don't know nothin' 'bout that Wakin' him up, know nothin' 'bout that And tell him to pray, know nothin' 'bout that And givin' him tools to walk through life like day-by-day, know nothin' 'bout that Teachin' him morals, integrity, discipline, listen, man, you don't know nothin' 'bout that Speakin' the truth and consider what God's considerin', you don't know nothin' 'bout that Ain't 20-v-1, it's 1-v-20 if I gotta smack niggas that write with you Yeah, bring 'em out too, I'll clean 'em out too Tell BEAM that he better stay right with you Am I battlin' ghost or AI? Nigga feelin' like Joel Osteen Funny, he was in a film called "AI" And my sixth sense tellin' me to off him I'ma blick niggas all in they coffin Yeah, OV-hoe niggas is dick riders Tell 'em run to America, they imitate heritage, they can't imitate this violence What I learned is niggas don't like the West Coast And I'm fine with it, I'll push the line with it Pick a nigga off one at a time with it We can be on a three-hour time difference Don't speak on the family, crodie It can get deep in the family, crodie Talk about me and my family, crodie? Someone gon' bleed in your family, crodie I be at New Ho King eatin' fried rice with a dip sauce and blammy, crodie Tell me you're cheesin', fam We can do this right now on the camera, crodie Ayy, fuck y'all niggas, I don't trust y'all niggas I wave one finger and thump y'all niggas like mmm Field goal, punt y'all niggas, they punk y'all niggas, nobody never took my food Whoever that's fuckin' with him, fuck you niggas, and fuck the industry too If you take it there, I'm takin' it further Psst, that's somethin' you don't wanna do Ooh We don't wanna hear you say "nigga" no more We don't wanna hear you say "nigga" no more Stop
Notice how once Kendrick’s euphoria and meet the grahams and Not like us completely destroyed drakes diss on YouTube views drakes team removed the ability to view the video views when looking at the thumbnail
The ppl who sleep on this track are BOGUS. If you say im a "Glazer" idgaf. He switched his flows like 4 times and rode those verses, Wordplay was not only STUPID LAYERED yet also VERY DIRECT & Simple which some of the best disses are and still had 3+ whole disses in the chamber waiting to pounce. I actually really like Drake's Family Matters was a CRAZY RESPONSE & would've been the best track (arguably is) in this beer but the way he deopped within an hour made Drake's side irrelevant with Meet the Grahams, ppl didnt even have the time to break Drake's Lyrics down nedore they were reacring to Kendricks latest allegations (Probably fake daughter Daughter, Pedo label etc) that everyone breezed by Drake's Track. Finally to drop that Heart Pt. 6 where he's just denying allegations the whole song was the end for now, Kimg Kunta was more prepared on and off the tracks showing hos calculation is ummatched which is saying something because Drake is LIKE THAT with Beefs on Socials & Records. Including Like That & 1st person shooter since it led up to all this… (Buce Buffer Voice) *Winner by unanimous Decision for the #1 Pound for Pound Rapper in Hip Hop… KENDRICK "Kung Fu Kenny, King Kunta" LAMAAARRRRR 👏
Drake once said that Kendrick only knew how to create "moments" with his raps. But I guarantee you people are going to remember how Kendrick massacred Drake for decades.
Listen Kendrick & Drake on same beat uploaded on my channel 🙂
Drake: “Kendrick is short”
Kendrick: “Launch the nuke”
YEAH BRING EM OUT TOO ILL CLEAN EM OUT TOO 🗣️ 🗣️ 🗣️
"Joel Hale Osment" is an intentional play on words by mashing up two names, Joel Osteen and Haley Joel Osment. References: ghosts ; 'I see dead people' ; use of generative AI ; use of Ghost writers (inauthenticity) ; Sixth Sense ; etc.
It's funny Gunna's team probably paid for a verse to mention him for publicity and his new album still flopped 😂
"Dont tell lies about me. And I won't tell truths about you"
Y this remind of von a lil
Lame af…
when its said and done, Euphoria will be the best diss track in history
eurt si em tuoba yas yeht gnihtyrevE
Euphoria
Them super powers gettin' neutralized, I can only watch in silence
The famous actor we once knew is lookin' paranoid and now is spiralin'
You're movin' just like a degenerate, every antic is feelin' distasteful
I calculate you're not as calculated, I can even predict your angle
Fabricatin' stories on the family front 'cause you heard Mr. Morale
A pathetic master manipulator, I can smell the tales on you now
You're not a rap artist, you a scam artist with the hopes of being accepted
Tommy Hilfiger stood out, but FUBU never had been your collection
I make music that electrify 'em, you make music that pacify 'em
I can double down on that line, but spare you this time, that's random acts of kindness
Know you a master manipulator and habitual liar too
But don't tell no lie about me and I won't tell truths 'bout you
Shoo, shoo, shoo
Shoo, shoo, shoo
Bi-bi-bi-bi-bi-bi
Yeah, I'm out the way, yeah, I'm low, okay
Yeah, the island right here's remote, okay
I ain't thinkin' about no reaper
Nigga, I'm reapin' what I sow, okay
Got a Benjamin and a Jackson all in my house, like I'm Joe, okay
Hellcat, made his homeboys and them types sell they soul, okay
Everybody wanna be demon 'til they get chipped by your throwaway
And I might do a show a day, once a lame, always a lame
Oh, you thought the money, the power or fame would make you go away?
Have you ever played have-you-ever? Okay, nigga, let's play
Have you ever walked your enemy down, like with a poker face?
Have you ever paid five-hundred thou', like to an open case?
Well, I have, and I failed at both, but I came out straight
I hate when a rapper talk about guns
Then somebody die, they turn into nuns
Then hop online, like "pray for my city"
He fakin' for likes and digital hugs
His daddy a killer, he wanna be junior
They must've forgot the shit that they done
Dementia must run in his family, but let it get shaky
I'll park his son
The very first time I shot me a Drac', the homie had told me to aim it this way
I didn't point down enough, today, I'll show you I learn from those mistakes
Somebody had told that me you got a ring, on God, I'm ready to double the wage
I'd rather do that than let a Canadian nigga make Pac turn in his grave
Cutthroat business, you got shit twisted
What is it? The braids?
I hurt your feelings? You don't wanna work with me more? Okay
There's three GOATs left, and I see two of 'em kissin' and huggin' on stage
I love 'em to death, and in eight bars, I'll explain that phrase, huh
It's nothin' nobody can tell me, huh
I don't wanna talk on no celly, huh
You know I got language barriers, huh
There's no accent you can sell me, huh
Yeah, Cole and Aubrey know I'm a selfish nigga
The crown is heavy, huh
I pray they my real friends, if not, I'm YNW Melly
I don't like you poppin' shit at Pharrell, for him, I inherit the beef
Yeah, fuck all that pushin' P, let me see you push a T
You better off spinnin' again on him, you think about pushin' me
He's Terrance Thornton, I'm Terrance Crawford, yeah, I'm whoppin' feet
We ain't gotta get personal, this a friendly fade, you should keep it that way
I know some shit about niggas that make Gunna Wunna look like a saint
This ain't been about critics, not about gimmicks, not about who the greatest
It's always been about love and hate, now let me say I'm the biggest hater
I hate the way that you walk, the way that you talk
I hate the way that you dress
I hate the way you sneak diss, if I catch flight, it's gon' be direct
We hate the bitches you fuck, 'cause they confuse themselves with real women
And notice, I said "we", it's not just me, I'm what the culture feelin'
How many more fairytale stories 'bout your life 'til we had enough?
How many more black features 'til you finally feel that you're black enough?
I like Drake with the melodies, I don't like Drake when he act tough
You gon' make a nigga bring back Puff, let me see if Chubbs really crash somethin'
Yeah, my first one like my last one, it's a classic, you don't have one
Let your core audience stomach that
Didn't tell 'em where you get your abs from
V12, it's a fast one, bow-bow-bow, last one
Headshot for the year, you better walk around like Daft Punk
Remember?
Ayy, Top Dawg, who the fuck they think they playin' with?
"Extortion" my middle name as soon as you jump off of that plane, bitch
I'm allergic to the lame shit, only you like bein' famous
Yachty can't give you no swag neither, I don't give a fuck 'bout who you hang with
I hate the way that you walk, the way that you talk
I hate the way that you dress
Surprised you wanted that feature request
You know that we got some shit to address
I even hate when you say the word "nigga", but that's just me, I guess
Some shit just cringeworthy, it ain't even gotta be deep, I guess
Still love when you see success, everything with me is blessed
Keep makin' me dance, wavin' my hand and it won't be no threat
I'm knowin' they call you The Boy, but where is the man? 'Cause I ain't see him yet
Matter of fact, I ain't even bleed him yet, can I bleed him? Bet
When I see you stand by Sexyy Red, I believe you see two bad bitches
I believe you don't like women, it's real competition, you might pop ass with 'em
Let's speak on percentage, show me your splits
I'll make sure I double back with you
You was signed to a nigga that's signed to a nigga that said he was signed to that nigga
Try cease and desist on the "Like That" record?
Ho, what? You ain't like that record
"Back To Back", I like that record
I'ma get back to that for the record
Why would I call around tryna get dirt on niggas?
Y'all thinkin' my life is rap?
That's ho shit, I got a son to raise, but I can see you don't know nothin' 'bout that
Wakin' him up, know nothin' 'bout that
Then tell him to pray, know nothin' 'bout that
Then givin' him tools to walk through life like day by day, know nothin' 'bout that
Teachin' him morals, integrity, discipline, listen man, you don't know nothin' 'bout that
Speakin' the truth and consider what God's considern', you don't know nothin' 'bout that
Ain't twenty-v-one, it's one-v-twenty if I gotta smack niggas that write with you
Yeah, bring 'em out too, I clean 'em out too
Tell BEAM that he better stay right with you
Am I battlin' ghost or AI? Nigga feelin' like Joel Osteen
Funny, he was in a film called "AI"
And my sixth sense tellin' me to off him
I'ma blick niggas all in they coffin
Yeah, OV-ho niggas is dick riders
Tell 'em run to America to imitate heritage, they can't imitate this violence
What I learned is niggas don't like the West Coast
And I'm fine with it, I'll push the line with it
Pick a nigga off one at a time with it
We can be on a three hour time difference
Don't speak on the family, crodie
It can get deep in the family, crodie
Talk about me and my family, crodie?
Someone gon' bleed in your family, crodie
I be at New Ho King eatin' fried rice with a dip sauce and blammy, crodie
Tell me you're cheesin', fam
We can do this right now on the camera, crodie
Ayy, fuck y'all niggas, I don't trust y'all niggas
I wave one finger and dump y'all niggas, like, "mmm"
Field goal, punt y'all niggas, they punk y'all niggas, nobody never took my food
Whoever that's fuckin' with him, fuck you niggas, and fuck the industry too
If you take it there, I'm takin' it further
Psst, that's somethin' you don't wanna do
Ooh
We don't wanna hear you say "nigga" no more
We don't wanna hear you say "nigga" no more
Stop
THIS SO HARD 😭😭😭
You Just had to be there !!!!😭😭😭
When you are smart you rap like Kendrick if you are not you just rhyme everything with the n word cuz lack of skill :))
that shoo is so dirty lmaoooo
Just commenting so that I will come back to this soon
RIP DRAKE 1986-2024🦉😂😂😂
The second switch is straight Hitman type vibe 😮😮 boogyman 😮😮
We don't wanna hear you say n!gga no more 🎶🎶 We don't wanna hear you say n!gga no more 🎶🎶
This was a battle almost in the literal sense. Kendrick aka general Patton was the most strategic, general / surgeon in hip hop ever. I'll even give a pass the to the Joel Osteen flub considering that was Haley Joel Osmond, but close enough.
"dont tell no lies about me and Ill tell no truths about you."
Yeah fuck all that pushing p
Lemme see ya pusha T
💀
Euphoria
Them superpowers getting neutralized, I can only watch in silence
The famous actor we once knew is lookin' paranoid and now spiralin'
You're movin' just like a degenerate, every antic is feelin' distasteful
I calculate you're not as calculated, I can even predict your angle
Fabricating stories on the family front 'cause you heard Mr. Morale
A pathetic master manipulator, I can smell the tales on you now
You're not a rap artist, you a scam artist with the hopes of being accepted
Tommy Hilfiger stood out, but FUBU never had been your collection
I make music that electrify 'em, you make music that pacify 'em
I can double down on that line, but spare you this time, that's random acts of kindness
Know you a master manipulator and habitual liar too
But don't tell no lie about me and I won't tell truths 'bout you
Shoo, shoo, shoo
Shoo, shoo, shoo
Bee, bee, bee, bee, bee, bee
Yeah, I'm out the way, yeah, I'm low, okay
Yeah, the island right here's remote, okay
I ain't thinkin' about no reaper
Nigga, I'm reapin' what I sow, okay
Got a Benjamin and a Jackson all in my house like I'm Joe, okay
Hellcat, made his homeboys and them type sell they soul, okay
Everybody wanna be demon 'til they get chipped by your throwaway
And I might do a show a day, once a lame, always a lame
Oh, you thought the money, the power or fame would make you go away?
Have you ever played have-you-ever? Okay, nigga, let's play
Have you ever walked your enemy down like with a poker face?
Have you ever paid five hundred thou' like to an open case?
Well, I have, and I failed at both, but I came out straight
I hate when a rapper talk about guns, then somebody die
They turn into nuns, then hop online, like "Pray for my city"
He fakin' for likes and digital hugs
His daddy a killer, he wanna be junior, they must've forgot the shit that they done
Dementia must run in his family, but let it get shaky
I'll park his son
The very first time I shot me a Drac', the homie had told me to aim it this way
I didn't point down enough, today, I'll show you I learned from those mistakes
Somebody had told me that you got a ring, on God, I'm ready to double the wage
I'd rather do that than let a Canadian nigga make Pac turn in his grave
Cutthroat business, you got shit twisted
What is it? The braids?
I hurt your feelings? You don't wanna work with me no more? Okay
It's three G.O.A.T.s left, and I seen two of them kissin' and huggin' on stage
I love 'em to death, and in eight bars, I'll explain that phrase, huh
It's nothin' nobody can tell me, huh
I don't wanna talk on no celly, huh
You know I got language barriers, huh
It's no accent you can sell me, huh
Yeah, Cole and Aubrey know I'm a selfish nigga
The crown is heavy, huh
I pray they my real friends, if not, I'm YNW Melly
I don't like you poppin' shit at Pharrell, for him, I inherit the beef
Yeah, fuck all that pushin' P, let me see you push a T
You better off spinnin' again on him, you think about pushin' me
He's Terrence Thornton, I'm Terence Crawford, yeah, I'm whoopin' feet
We ain't gotta get personal, this a friendly fade, you should keep it that way
I know some shit about niggas that make Gunna Wunna look like a saint
This ain't been about critics, not about gimmicks, not about who the greatest
It's always been about love and hate, now let me say I'm the biggest hater
I hate the way that you walk, the way that you talk, I hate the way that you dress
I hate the way that you sneak diss, if I catch flight, it's gon' be direct
We hate the bitches you fuck, 'cause they confuse themself with real women
And notice, I said "we, " it's not just me, I'm what the culture feelin'
How many more fairytale stories 'bout your life 'til we had enough?
How many more Black features 'til you finally feel that you're Black enough?
I like Drake with the melodies, I don't like Drake when he act tough
You gon' make a nigga bring back Puff, let me see if Chubbs really crash somethin'
Yeah, my first one like my last one, it's a classic, you don't have one
Let your core audience stomach that, then tell 'em where you get your abs from
V12, it's a fast one, baow-baow-baow, last one
Headshot for the year, you better walk around like Daft Punk
Remember?
Ayy, Top Dawg, who the fuck they think they playin' with?
Extortion my middle name as soon as you jump off of that plane, bitch
I'm allergic to the lame shit, only you like bein' famous
Yachty can't give you no swag neither, I don't give a fuck 'bout who you hang with
I hate the way that you walk, the way that you talk, I hate the way that you dress
Surprised you wanted that feature request
You know that we got some shit to address
I even hate when you say the word "nigga, " but that's just me, I guess
Some shit just cringeworthy, it ain't even gotta be deep, I guess
Still love when you see success, everything with me is blessed
Keep makin' me dance, wavin' my hand, and it won't be no threat
I'm knowin' they call you The Boy, but where is a man? 'Cause I ain't seen him yet
Matter fact, I ain't even bleed him yet, can I bleed him? Bet
When I see you stand by Sexyy Red, I believe you see two bad bitches
I believe you don't like women, it's real competition, you might pop ass with 'em
Let's speak on percentage, show me your splits, I'll make sure I double back with you
You were signed to a nigga that's signed to a nigga that said he was signed to that nigga
Try cease and desist on the "Like That" record?
Hoe, what? You ain't like that record?
"Back To Back, " I like that record
I'ma get back to that, for the record
Why would I call around tryna get dirt on niggas? Y'all think all my life is rap?
That's hoe shit, I got a son to raise, but I can see you don't know nothin' 'bout that
Wakin' him up, know nothin' 'bout that
And tell him to pray, know nothin' 'bout that
And givin' him tools to walk through life like day-by-day, know nothin' 'bout that
Teachin' him morals, integrity, discipline, listen, man, you don't know nothin' 'bout that
Speakin' the truth and consider what God's considerin', you don't know nothin' 'bout that
Ain't 20-v-1, it's 1-v-20 if I gotta smack niggas that write with you
Yeah, bring 'em out too, I'll clean 'em out too
Tell BEAM that he better stay right with you
Am I battlin' ghost or AI? Nigga feelin' like Joel Osteen
Funny, he was in a film called "AI"
And my sixth sense tellin' me to off him
I'ma blick niggas all in they coffin
Yeah, OV-hoe niggas is dick riders
Tell 'em run to America, they imitate heritage, they can't imitate this violence
What I learned is niggas don't like the West Coast
And I'm fine with it, I'll push the line with it
Pick a nigga off one at a time with it
We can be on a three-hour time difference
Don't speak on the family, crodie
It can get deep in the family, crodie
Talk about me and my family, crodie?
Someone gon' bleed in your family, crodie
I be at New Ho King eatin' fried rice with a dip sauce and blammy, crodie
Tell me you're cheesin', fam
We can do this right now on the camera, crodie
Ayy, fuck y'all niggas, I don't trust y'all niggas
I wave one finger and thump y'all niggas like mmm
Field goal, punt y'all niggas, they punk y'all niggas, nobody never took my food
Whoever that's fuckin' with him, fuck you niggas, and fuck the industry too
If you take it there, I'm takin' it further
Psst, that's somethin' you don't wanna do
Ooh
We don't wanna hear you say "nigga" no more
We don't wanna hear you say "nigga" no more
Stop
Dumb tomb juice
I started to feel that drake is going to have a heart attack
Bro really took away his n word pass
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After studying Kendrick's tracks and how he set this up …… Its crazy how calculated he did this …. Drake should of never dropped " Family Matters " ……
Drakes song fuck my ex sounds like he is saying fuck my ass
j.cole did not apologize cause he was scared he dont entertain bs
I'm with Kendrick ❤
Kendrick vs drake gonna be one of the best diss track fight on hip hop history. Hip hop is back.
🔥 bro
Hacker yzbi
can someone explain why is kendrick dissing Drake? Main reason?
You’d think Drake would’ve learned after testing Pusha
Notice how once Kendrick’s euphoria and meet the grahams and Not like us completely destroyed drakes diss on YouTube views drakes team removed the ability to view the video views when looking at the thumbnail
Lo maro 😮
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The ppl who sleep on this track are BOGUS. If you say im a "Glazer" idgaf. He switched his flows like 4 times and rode those verses, Wordplay was not only STUPID LAYERED yet also VERY DIRECT & Simple which some of the best disses are and still had 3+ whole disses in the chamber waiting to pounce. I actually really like Drake's Family Matters was a CRAZY RESPONSE & would've been the best track (arguably is) in this beer but the way he deopped within an hour made Drake's side irrelevant with Meet the Grahams, ppl didnt even have the time to break Drake's Lyrics down nedore they were reacring to Kendricks latest allegations (Probably fake daughter Daughter, Pedo label etc) that everyone breezed by Drake's Track. Finally to drop that Heart Pt. 6 where he's just denying allegations the whole song was the end for now, Kimg Kunta was more prepared on and off the tracks showing hos calculation is ummatched which is saying something because Drake is LIKE THAT with Beefs on Socials & Records. Including Like That & 1st person shooter since it led up to all this… (Buce Buffer Voice) *Winner by unanimous Decision for the #1 Pound for Pound Rapper in Hip Hop… KENDRICK "Kung Fu Kenny, King Kunta" LAMAAARRRRR 👏
Y’all think Kendrick believes in Christ? Good vs evil
The truth is kendrick paints a picasso in your head🤔
I think JCole and Kendrick had a side convo
For us by us🤗
Drake once said that Kendrick only knew how to create "moments" with his raps. But I guarantee you people are going to remember how Kendrick massacred Drake for decades.
I don't even understand how Drake thought to reply this with " I gotta go bad I gotta go bad" lol zesty ahh n…a
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