C - Lance - Assisted Suicide (MADCHILD Diss) lyrics

First off let me say I ain't doing this for publicity, listen to me, Let me give these fans a little history This f*ggot Madchild, thought it was smart to start dissin me, you just stepped in a puddle, I'm a spark of electricity It ain't a mystery, the guy is a snake, tellin your fans that you ain't high but that's entirely fake I hear the same sh** from show promoters all of the time, how you beggin em for blow so you can cut another line Doing d** is just fine but you portray a facad, that you were strong enough to quit, but what you claiming is fraud Go delete another tweet and start prayin to god, cause if I see you in the street I'm dislocating your jaw I feel bad for moke and Brev, what the f** did you do? Wake up one day and decide to f** over your crew I got respect for my elders, but you're an old c*nt, that deserves to get punched right outta ya gold fronts Hair plugs, Botox, man sh**s priceless, you drive a car you can't afford, midlife crisis You f** groupies too young to get their license, I'm the reason that you fled Canada, I'm Isis He's got early Alzheimer's, just sad and alone, he can't remember any lyrics so he's grabbin his phone You're feminine, but even worse now your cover is blown, with your Louis Vuitton purse and Italian cologne I can't stand mother f**ers like you, douche bag little man syndrome like you got something to prove Your nothing to nobody, just a biter and goof, fourty five acting like you at the height of your youth I know some of these battle axe kids feeling the same, you don't do nothing in return, you just steal from em Shane You think you're like me but we ain't nothing the same, you take advantage of your family for a buck and some change All of the people you did wrong, the money you owe, next time you're in my f**in city ima come to the show You made another bad desision now you callin to apologize, this ain't a battle rap this qualifies as f**in homicide You mad cause I get more shine than a solarium, any rapper in your camp talkin sh** I'll bury em Dont want no beef with me dog, you vegetarian, I'll cut your head off quick and put your skull in my aquarium Ain't trying to hold back, it's a known fact, you asked me to be on your album and I bodied you on your own track I hear you yappin but ya sh**s weak, say my name again I'll leave you float face down in sh**s creek I'm more dangerous alone then rollin six deep, you f**ed up and now I'm bout to turn you into minced meat Any diss you got for me, I already said it, you'll Start to regret it, you ain't sh**, your bars are pathetic, f*ggot