YOURE GONNA DIE (Diss) versuri

YOURE GONNA DIE (Diss) lyrics by Delaine The Main

Intro
Pay for your beats next time
It’s The Main

Verse 1
What’s this talk about me stealing your song
I made ‘Chronicle’ first, don’t even know why I put you on
All my nigga’s was saying you had the weakest verse
You think your soft-ass words be leaving me hurt, nah
I got more fans, got more streams
I make numbers you only see in your dreams
Nigga you ain’t shit
Already had your girl on this black ass dick
Lil nigga tryna rap at me?
Don’t even know how to do right, biting everyone’s flow
I’ma put on a show
I don’t even need to diss you for everybody to know, yeah
That I’m the better rapper
Yeah, that I’m the better spitter
We all know your white ass walks around saying nigga
Hold up, Smoove just called
Told me you hit him up
To put him on a song
But you know what else he said
He said he ain’t wanna do it
Cause your rhymes aren’t it
All you do is rap about money that you don’t got
Cause otherwise you would of paid for my beat on the spot
Yeah

Interlude
He keeps killing us, father
He keeps taking and taking
So many lives lost

Verse 2
Nigga you know I would out-rap you
If you left me on that track
Your voice be sounding like you make meme raps
I didn’t copy your shit, you copied mine
Down to the tempo, the melody
Almost down to every line
And when it comes to Elijah, you know he a liar
We tried to get him to leave multiple times
But he wouldn’t comply
So don’t talk no shit when you don’t know the story
Oh is your dumbass getting worried?
Cause you’re running out of shit to say
Everybody knows you don’t fuck with the main
(Don’t fuck with ‘em)
You’re screaming fuck 12 nigga
They ain’t worried about you
You ride for your gang?
Are you part of the KKK?
I got niggas that really in gangs
They will come fuck you up
Even when you’ve had enough
Yeah I called your bluff
Yeah mr lil fluff
Cause you soft as fuck
Like a power puff
So I won’t even tell you that your girl is ugly as fuck

Verse 3
You be faking your streams
Prolly using machines
Go and talk at me again by all any means
I don’t give a shit
I just know that your dumbass boutta quit
Yeah, you’re dumbass boutta quit, yeah
I ain’t boutta roast a nigga that talking fake shit
Acting like he pulling bitches, yeah that you don’t get
I don’t even need to rap no more, I’m done

Verse 4
Hold up, hold up
Why you send me your whole song thinking that this shit be fake
I don’t like you nigga
This shit ain’t up for debate
You can say whatever but I’ma go make this cheddar
I’ma go make this cheddar
Yeah don’t fuck with the main, yeah
Yeah, this nigga be unchained, yeah, aye
Yeah bitch, don’t fuck with the main, yeah
Don’t fuck with the main, yeah