Horseshit Gang is amateurs.
For real, like from a real artist's perspective they are fucking amateurs.
They have no idea what they're doing.
They just rap fast and think it's dope.
You're now about to feel the wrath of Hopsin, Dizzy Wright, and Benton.
Your careers was ended the moment I was mentioned.
This rap shit is my religion.
Sorry Crooked I, but sending Horseshit in to diss up wasn't a wise decision.
It's a setback for sure, not only on they weak careers, but it's a setback on yours.
So step back, endure the rain, the suffer and pain.
You want a problem?
Here's a deathmatch, it's war.
Fuck Horseshit Gang they straight lame, all four suck.
I put $500k on this battle, you put yours up?
You poor bums couldn't afford a sweater from Nordstrom's.
After this shit is finished. niggas better reward us.
My girl's 'Gram has more likes than yours does.
How does it feel to have never been on a tour bus?
It's probably similar to alcohol on a sore cut.
You niggas suck.
In other words, niggas, you're fucked.
You really thought we wouldn't stop you?
Please...
Fuck you mean?
We'll puncture you and watch you bleed.
See, I patrol the game daily like the cops do streets.
I'm too beast, niggas, will we will rock you: Queen.
For real, it's like your buzz is invisible, dang.
You don't even have residual game from your predictable lane.
Your song sucks, so you ain't getting no fame.
Nobody even knows you niggas' individual names.
Y'all done stepped in some horse shit.
I'll turn you horseshoe niggas to corpses.
For a dollar and a snack, I bet they blow a horse dick.
I ain't want to murk them, but fuck it, you niggas pushed me.
I'd let you fuck my wife, but I'm sorry, she don't like pussy.
I'm bending corners, let you broke niggas ride along.
What a bunch of fucking gangsters, they can't afford a firearm.
I know you need guap; take a moment to breathe, Doc.
Bet they do the drive-by on a bike with a slingshot.
Y'all basic, looking like you need bathing.
Call me, cause my grandmama's got room in the basement.
You could never shit on me, you should lend your bitch me me.
We stock you up with canned goods and give you free publicity.
$500k, but we doing this one for charity.
Stacking bread like I'm Sarah Lee, you should be very scared of me.
Fire marshall build, you faggots can get extinguished.
On Sway, looking like some broke R&B singers.
What, you: Ron, Bobby, Ricky and Mike?
Must be smoking that hard and sniffing that white.
See this rap shit ain't working, you niggas should get a fucking job.
Nah seriously, niggas get a fucking job.
I feel bad for any man that can't afford a meal.
Tell Mike Trampe to learn how to count a half a mil'.
"What about that half a million though?"
"Ah listen man, I'm already workin' on it, I got about 225 right now, Sway, so we can come up with the other 225, we're ready to go".
Houston to Horseshit, come back down to Earth.
Ain't you niggas in your 40s like this rapping gon' work?
Aye your bitch said she tired of hearing them lame rap dreams.
Pay a bill, nigga, shit is not happening.
Damn, homie.
In high school you was the man, homie.
Fuck happened to you?
Bitch I'm back in the booth and I'm spittin' it for the homeless.
Serial killer, I murder all my opponents.
Let me break it down, don't think you niggas gon' make it.
You got a better chance at gettin' hit by a spaceship.
But I'ma pray for 'em, dear Lord, please bless the bum niggas.
I know they're starvin', please help 'em out with a lunch, would you?
Drop 'em all, linoleum, who gassed 'em like petroleum?
Get murked by me, Dizz and that nigga from Nickelodeon.
Dame said he hirin', we need some custodians.
I bet your label fuck you in the ass with no petroleum.
Mr. Benton, I'll abort you lames.
Can somebody spare some change for the Horseshoe G.A.N.G.?
Bitch...
Look man, I didn't wanna do it to y'all niggas, man.
I liked y'all niggas, you know what I'm sayin'?
But goddamn, y'all pushed us, man.
We didn't even call your name.
We know y'all niggas ain't got money.
Your goddamn Motown, Philly, suit wearin' ass nigga.
Old goddamn Boyz II Men lookin' nigga.
MC Brain, goddamn tied shirt wearin' ass nigga.
Old goddamn r&b singer lookin' mothafuckas.
Man, aye fuck this shit, Dizzy.
You niggas done fucked up.
I'ma light the dizzy, OG.
I'ma let my lil' nigga get you.
Bad career move, nigga.
I ain't even wastin' no time, we got canned goods, nigga.
We gon' help feed y'all niggas.
Let's go!
So you the fuck niggas that want it first.
My stomach hurts so somebody finna get shitted on.
My vision long and I coulda seen this from a mile away.
You niggas is endin' your careers, we comin' up out the gate.
Now you can't escape, the nerve of this man.
I'm El Chapo sendin' these Donald Trumps their surgery plans.
Emergency land.
You can tell we the current demand.
Y'all ain't hungry, you bitches thirsty, here's a courtesy can.
You niggas obviously not hungry enough, it's tough to see it.
So how can you believe a crooked eye certainly can?
Yo fuck a Horseshit Gang., this a burglary.
We studied niggas thoroughly and I promise y'all won't make it this far.
Let me purge, you pussy niggas shoulda just stayed in the car.
I'm breakin' laws, jaws 'til faces get taken apart.
I'm appalled, you fuckboys done stepped out of your league.
Y'all ain't makin' no moves so it's awkward you wanna battle with speed.
Now what the game need? Not another offbrand Shady group.
Half a mil'? Y'all label got you out here eatin' baby food.
Fuck it, now I'm your necks, y'all borin' so you're formin'.
Formulatin' checks, I heard the diss, but ain't nobody take the bet.
We crowded around the mic, playin' games with your life.
All four of y'all sound alike, we blowin' up like dynamite.
Nigga that's a high explosion.
We gettin' booked for the same shows that y'all was tryna open.
Homie knowin' that I'm flowin'.
Stop it with the foolishness, middle finger up.
I'm screamin' fuck your group of duplicates.
I'm on my King Kunta shit.
Ready for the battle, Shady nigga better skidaddle.
You're in someone else's shadow, guarantee this make 'em fragile.
Cause I'm an active activist.
Y'all got a platform with no fan base
No hate but how mothafuckin' sad is this?
How's this happenin', aren't you niggas concerned?
Y'all sound like every fuckin' fast rapper that I've ever heard.
But I ain't mad at all, I checked out y'all catalog.
Haters of the trap music but signed a deal with a trap involved.
I'm just a nigga that tatted over his battle scars.
You niggas fallin' off so you don't got no room to call nobody soft.
You not the coldest.
You tight, but shit, my tight is claustrophobic.
You don't know it, 'til the side effects show you can't control it.
Now it's in the open, all this for promotion.
Y'all elevator goin' down and everybody knows it.
According to the lie detect, who gon' sign the check?
Y'all better hit the streets.
Ask your label and they look at y'all niggas in disbelief.
Y'all better stick to kissin' feet 'fore I crack your grill.
I hate a bitch nigga that'll settle for a Happy Meal.
Have your bitch attracted to the daddy skills.
Pass it on but I crashed into 'em with the caddy steel.
Fuck these niggas.
We already won, onto the next round.
Y'all stagnant, already paralized from the neck down.
Tryna battle us with the tech style.
Why try nigga? Bodied by the high nigga.
Didn't know I was battlin' the do or die niggas.
Fuck Horseshit G.A.N.G. in 20-15, nigga.
Yeah y'all buried alive already, fuck y'all.
Sleep in your casket tonight, nigga.
Don't step out of your league no more, nigga.
Get some fans before you try to get in a rap battle, fuckboy.
FV 20-15, nigga
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