Hell Unleashed ScopeY Gabbles Chef ALLCAPS Diss by MarriedToTheGame Lyrics
[Intro]
Man, fuck this shit. I'm done playing. Toronto fam way up! Haha! Woo!
[Verse 1]
You're a bitch, fucking pussy, stay back in the kitchen
You never even bothered to heed our warnings, and now you'll be wishing
We hadn't just written what we've always been spitting
Little fucking pussy ass coward, this ain't no competition
That goes for you too Gabbles, I'm better than Jigga
You have wet dreams about him and fap to him, nigga
ALLCAPS, keep it lowercase, you're not mighty and big, you small
Exactly like your dick size, that's why no one lets you in the boys bathroom stalls! (Haha)
Fuck yeah, we rep Toronto nigga
Suck my dick Gabbles, yous getting bodied by a baby nigga!
Like Jay, I'm top 5, but there's a difference
I'm four spots above him, I'm number one, while you're insignificant
Not even top fucking million in your entire damn country
I never meant to snap like this, but you unleashed the beast, sorry honey
I don't need to be Jay when I'm already better than him
Go back to getting smashed by Chef with ALLCAPS, go back to your own kin
While Jay, JC, and I go back to running the streets
You can stay in the kitchen while you're trying to cook meat
You act like you're so big and tough until you mess with us beasts
Shoutout to 50 Cent, we're always bringing the Heat
Sorry ScopeY, but you ain't like Fifty, see?
The fucker's got talent and he runs the streets like me
You can go back to dating Gabbles, you're the guy on his picture next to him
Maybe you two can fuck and produce more of your own kin!
We'd have to kill him off though, since they'll be like you, toxic waste
We don't need them polluting our air, what a waste of space
Sorry Gabbles, I don't mean to fill you with sorrow
But I'm getting the digits from your fucking mother for a dollar tomorrow!
[Hook]
Haha! Hell Unleashed man!
We bringing the heat man!
[Verse Two - JC Assassin]
This a gamble with Gabbles, I gotta grab the gravel
My gravity never travel, unravel bars from the gavel
Bitch I die hard, yippie ki yay niggas on the boulevard
Toronto tell 'em we going hard, they should stay in the graveyard
Terrence and Phillip? You poverty stricken
Chicken dropping after half your team was quitting
Never gotta be counting on my padres, nigga
Haven't heard from ALLCAPS or Shaolin all day, nigga
Ring of fire shit when I circulate niggas
Johnny Cash machines, I'm still the hurricane, niggas!
Don't explain, we all know Shaolin fornicate niggas
Next time you see me, I aim 48's niggas
This is hell unleashed
Hell is complete, at least until you claim your defeat
Call you a priest, call you the police, this a masterpiece
Actually vandalize the master key, Japanese
How a fake emcee gon' fuck with a Genius nominee
You tried bombing me, you gotta shape up, geometry
Got the policy, constantly smoking broccoli
Novelty, honestly, my rhymes higher quality
Anthology, story of my life, where's your apology
Tell Gabbles to respect my authority, obviously
Only dollars ScopeY get is in Monopoly
No curiosity, JC, MTTG, we the prophecy!
[Hook]
[Outro]
Haha! Stay in your boring ass day job, Gabbles! Woo! Go YoungToronto. We rep our posse good! Haha. Your mother gon' have a fun ass time with me, Gabbles. Maybe I'll bring ScopeY's too
Wait, she ugly as hell! Haha...
Man, fuck this shit. I'm done playing. Toronto fam way up! Haha! Woo!
[Verse 1]
You're a bitch, fucking pussy, stay back in the kitchen
You never even bothered to heed our warnings, and now you'll be wishing
We hadn't just written what we've always been spitting
Little fucking pussy ass coward, this ain't no competition
That goes for you too Gabbles, I'm better than Jigga
You have wet dreams about him and fap to him, nigga
ALLCAPS, keep it lowercase, you're not mighty and big, you small
Exactly like your dick size, that's why no one lets you in the boys bathroom stalls! (Haha)
Fuck yeah, we rep Toronto nigga
Suck my dick Gabbles, yous getting bodied by a baby nigga!
Like Jay, I'm top 5, but there's a difference
I'm four spots above him, I'm number one, while you're insignificant
Not even top fucking million in your entire damn country
I never meant to snap like this, but you unleashed the beast, sorry honey
I don't need to be Jay when I'm already better than him
Go back to getting smashed by Chef with ALLCAPS, go back to your own kin
While Jay, JC, and I go back to running the streets
You can stay in the kitchen while you're trying to cook meat
You act like you're so big and tough until you mess with us beasts
Shoutout to 50 Cent, we're always bringing the Heat
Sorry ScopeY, but you ain't like Fifty, see?
The fucker's got talent and he runs the streets like me
You can go back to dating Gabbles, you're the guy on his picture next to him
Maybe you two can fuck and produce more of your own kin!
We'd have to kill him off though, since they'll be like you, toxic waste
We don't need them polluting our air, what a waste of space
Sorry Gabbles, I don't mean to fill you with sorrow
But I'm getting the digits from your fucking mother for a dollar tomorrow!
[Hook]
Haha! Hell Unleashed man!
We bringing the heat man!
[Verse Two - JC Assassin]
This a gamble with Gabbles, I gotta grab the gravel
My gravity never travel, unravel bars from the gavel
Bitch I die hard, yippie ki yay niggas on the boulevard
Toronto tell 'em we going hard, they should stay in the graveyard
Terrence and Phillip? You poverty stricken
Chicken dropping after half your team was quitting
Never gotta be counting on my padres, nigga
Haven't heard from ALLCAPS or Shaolin all day, nigga
Ring of fire shit when I circulate niggas
Johnny Cash machines, I'm still the hurricane, niggas!
Don't explain, we all know Shaolin fornicate niggas
Next time you see me, I aim 48's niggas
This is hell unleashed
Hell is complete, at least until you claim your defeat
Call you a priest, call you the police, this a masterpiece
Actually vandalize the master key, Japanese
How a fake emcee gon' fuck with a Genius nominee
You tried bombing me, you gotta shape up, geometry
Got the policy, constantly smoking broccoli
Novelty, honestly, my rhymes higher quality
Anthology, story of my life, where's your apology
Tell Gabbles to respect my authority, obviously
Only dollars ScopeY get is in Monopoly
No curiosity, JC, MTTG, we the prophecy!
[Hook]
[Outro]
Haha! Stay in your boring ass day job, Gabbles! Woo! Go YoungToronto. We rep our posse good! Haha. Your mother gon' have a fun ass time with me, Gabbles. Maybe I'll bring ScopeY's too
Wait, she ugly as hell! Haha...