Sha - F*ck Wit Me (Ark & Tom Bach Diss) lyrics

(Vegas) (to Ark) Listen up you dickless freshman, ill kick your desk in This is not your niche b**h stick to wrestling But this the question… What made you think that you can go and diss my whole crew? b**h you're so cool Higbee told you "respect your f**ing elders" little b**h I'm old school Who the f** are you to ridicule what I do I flew the 'coop but who'da knew ya suicidal I f**ing hope you die Dissin me cuz I'm on tour with Broke N' Cyde b**h the rope is tied sh**, go to my crib Fight me an we'll see if I don't f** you up You tried to jump Christian McPartland and he cut you up And you put Amber on a track thats how much you s** You hate my crew and you gon hate me too You've eaten Caprots dick like its your baby food Yeah I'm a b**h and I may be crude But you don't know me homie I'm a shady dude What? you gonna bomb me cuz I dyed my hair? Go head, f**ing f*ggot I ain't scared Ill cut you in your f**ing sleep f*ggot call me freddy Diss me b**h we always ready I don't even gotta f**ing try you ain't even on my f**ing level. now I'mma let my crew rip on you f**ing b**h (Deltah) (to Tom Bach) I ain't here to start sh** So don't get all co*ky Making fists like Rocky You'll get hit with a size 12 boot To a broken chin Up and down a knockout Situation: lose, win He's in an ambo' Neckbrace, crutches Medicine I guess I never got that part About self-discipline I'm a white belt Felt the need, to make you bleed Indeed, there can only be 1 Jet Li So for me, I'm gonna keep on kicking them kicks Connectin' them hits, and end it with a double backflip Oooooh sh**tt, so do you wanna? Staring me down wondering if this ninja's gonna So make it slick, pull it quick, and let that motherf**er click Cause if you don't I'm gonna, with this laser-edged katana (Chronic) (to Ark) f** Ark, that's how I'm a start this verse Gettin' dissed by a 13 year old must hurt n***a sit down, you don't know no sh** So lay on the bed and s** Vegas' dick Shut the f** up, don't know sh** about And yet Vegas' name's always stuck in yo' mouth Like a dick is, when you spit tin' Being a f*ggot is your way of living Don't even risk it, I rock like Limp Bizkit Yo dick is like a midget, and only gets eaten by pigions f** with Vegas or Ultimatum, your f**ing with me Cuz n***a you know I'm ATGE (Young Dutchie) (to Ark) Ark you thought this beef was over? Its just begun Well how you doin p**y b**h, its young dutchie I'm the new one How you think you tough when you soft as a barbie If you love cooking up beef subtract the k from ark- arbies And its mad funny that you think you can beat us We spittin bars for days how you think these b**hes treat us You think you scary n***a not even close Nobody even knows who ark is n***a you a ghost You got a problem with vegas you got a problem with me So come step to me, repeat come step to me And if you think this beef is not gonna end Better watch your f**ing back cuz 9 lives just became ten (Kuniva) What you f**ers yelling about? Ill reach into your mouth and pull your skeleton out Hook 1- Vegas: They say my rhymes are filthy Thats why I'm on a k** streak I'm k**en while I'm still deep In ya b**h she feels me X2 (King Ultimatum) (to Ark) You creep and weak basterd Ill leave your teeth plastered Ill beat you freaks faster Than a tnt flash surge 3 4 5 6 You are not a rapper mother f**er you are my b**h You dirty a** cryin prick Ill shed you like chedder Give your head to Vendetta Ooohhh Listen b**h im pissin in your pisten And even if im kidden Youll be mother f**ing dippin b**hes know that im the freshest Ill message Alexis And ask how our s** was But thats just me What the f** is up with your s**uality Bet you love to dick ride Put a quarter in the slot Having a nice time? I bomb sh**, im the mother f**in true crime You p**y piece of sh** better go and get your tubes tied Your gettin f**ing schooled mother f**er this a school ride Put a gun to your face till you claim this game is mine Than leave you dead in a ditch im too cool rite? And also f** you and your dude Mike (The NRG) (to Ark) My name is Papou They say I'm not cool But hey I drop fools Then Vegas gave the pen to me So great I'm making enemies Yeah haters hate the NRG They aim to make the end of me And even though I'm 70 I don't move like a centipede Hook 2- Vegas: You know what I'm doin When I'm moving with the music And I'm doing its amusement For these people and your losing b**h You know that I will do this quick You know that I had screwed your b**h And you know that I ain't Ever gonna lose to another mother f**er that ain't even on my level (Vegas) (to Tom Bach & Ark) Im a scarred, caged Pit Full of hard hatred I pull apart faces, the boulevard's paved with Ark if you say sh** Your heart will be slayed quick You a gay b**h who can't spit Motherf** ill leave your face split sh** I'm enraged b**h its Vegas Face to fist with this Atheist Its Misses "Taste Of This" Im pacin this Your the one who biting his rhymes Hit you with a fist? its lightning this time b**h I poison the worlds of these boys and these girls Crossing my path? f**er choose another route Ooh look who's losing now Do not tell me to stop yelling Or stop speaking, I'm not even a drop deep in This sh** man I'm not creeping The radio was jammin, blaring Eminem I didn't think twice when I walked right in