Song Description

Second in my "Diss" track saga.

Lyrics

Antoin back, again being Diss Respect Full.
Last track, layered as thick as your skull.
Bone-ified hit so was destined to miss.
You're shallow as fuck to know the extent of the diss.

Let's keep it simple, like you all be.
Uneducated masses here's your third degree.
Fuck you cunt, "O" missing there so you follow.
1,2,3, or is that still too much to swallow?

Pride or shame, it's a numbers game.
Cogs overloading, only yourself to blame.
AI know machines are just there as a tool.
Taking over your brains is why you're the fool.

Panic attack, you're afraid your jobs on the line.
Social security cheques, diss missed, back of the line -
Up facing the wall for the firing squad.
Nothing but personal, its a call to arms act of your God.

I'm not gonna make the claim I'm the new genesis,
My testaments are deeper than the 66.
Another 6 to that, a simple addition you know well.
Not difficult, simply put, you're gonna burn in hell.

Calculated diss, another addition you'll miss.
Divided amongst the normal, ninety degrees burnt to a crisp.
You're all quadratic, four normal you insult symme-try.
One dimensional Antoin, go on give it a try.

Playlist Creator	Playlist Name	Date Added
Antoin Gibson	Diss Saga	12/21/2024