C - Lance - Child Abuse (MADCHILD Diss) lyrics

I'm bout to euthanize this goof and I can show you solid proof that I, plan to leave him neutralized All you f**in do is lie, pa** me my hammer and some nails, cause this little b**h about to get crucified I cooked this f**er like ya grandmas roast, he took a whole day to think and dropped an Instagram post Your response time is slower than some cops in the hood, I'm serious next time I see you b**h I'm droppin you good I'm not the type of dude that you should be Colliding with, you takin selfies with those puckered up vagina lips You talkin sh**, this is pay back homie, this is what it's like to watch a f**in plane crash slowly This is ain't a battle, this is wee man verse he-man, what about your beat scam, don't believe me ask C-Lance You think you f**in with my crew, you Buggin dude, we put you in ICU and now I'm bout to pull the plug on you The little monster, is a pill poppin imposter, hit with bottles in the face on stage at his own concert Ain't fooling me, cause every thing you do is see thru, time to leave the microphone alone and stick to selling e-juice Should have never let the Beast loose, there ain't no way to body me, you got a better chance of winning the f**in lottery Cauterizing your artery, why did you even start with me, you know I'm f**in mental, I'm k**in your sh** retardedly Your short as f**, like half of me boy, plus you're an old white guy playin with Japanese toys What ever happens you know snak'll destroy, can tell I'm underneath your skin the way you actin annoyed It took him a week but at least he tryin, weak and blind without a decent line, in the f**in jungle with a BC lion He's trying to keep the peace I'm trying to increase the crime, brought the cloraphorm I'm f**in putting you to sleep this time Yeah okay, you got a few fans that's great, but you been rappin twenty two years, I been at it for eight And eight years from now, he'll be a senior citizen, sh**tin his diapers in an old folks home wishin somebody would visit him You gotta stop holding on to the past Shane, your a moped with flat tires trying to roll in the fast lane Your teeth are mad ugly, they been rotten for years, Your boy got sick of photoshopping em and bought you veneers On those long cold nights, dope sick with a cough, you put peanut bu*ter on your vag and Lola's lickin it off Your new sh** s**s, nobodies hyper to hear it, we all know you're washed up and recycling lyrics You're not a goblin, all you are's a f**in dwarf, put your body in a duffle bag and huck it off the wharf It's just a tweet, why you gotta over-react, listen you little b**h I'm just exposing the facts You want to talk about my girl like you're a tough little punk, Red One (Rascalz) f**ed Fiona, you locked that s*ut in your trunk Then you went and tattooed her ugly face on your chest, you put GHB in b**hes drinks, when they won't stay to have s** I'm gonna grab you by your pimple head, and twist it around, fist f** your mothers p**y till she piss on the ground She spinnin on the top of my dick like a propeller, she does what I tell her, when I'm done, she's back in the cellar You ain't punching sh**, you're old and frail, that was a lie what you said bout Moka O and Prevail How you like the screen shots? Stomp you till your spleen pops Sayin that your clean stop, you a f**in fiend dog It took you seven days to write the half a** sh**, your not a legend or a rapper, you white trash has been You been swimming in gas, I'm just the guy that lit it, we both drink and do d**, at least I admit it!