TONE SPACE - DOLLAR STORE (DRAKE N' 'NEM DISS) #drake #kendricklamar #jcole #future #rickross

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DOLLAR STORE (DRAKE N' 'NEM DISS) #drake #kendricklamar #jcole #future #rickross
#Metroboomin #Diddy #BattleRapLive #djakademiks #wack100 #rapbeef
#battlerap

lYRICS:
Space! I don't know what it is. Maybe I just got inspired 'cause G-Dep came home man.
Shout out to him a real lyricist.
Makes me reminisce on the days when lyricism was real.
Ya know'I mean so I decided to do this right here. Check it.
(Tone Space Space Space Space!)

Drake's shit is ass but it ain't even his fault
It's these fans man they settle for low lyrical assault
bar game win no bars gained, the bar is some bargain
dollar store retarded flawed flows all these stars lame

Who the fuck is Drake I couldn't name you two songs
Like a Buddhist Monk I stay in my own meditative zone
Real competitive come better if you ever get at Tone
I ain't ever with the meas'rin stick of what you see as dope
this basura' real repetitive I let 'em live and don't
ever ever give they rhetoric a second spin at all
if I let it rock the first time, give me 50's worst rhymes
it's better than that Kendrick diss and Kenny's shit ain't go
It ain't any of they faults, shit I'm glad you niggaz made it
hope you never been to any of them Diddy fests for doe
Or gave ass up for the accolades I pass up on the tracks y'all made
Still happy 'cause you Black and made it out the place you from
Maybe not as much for Drizzy he ain't from the hood like Spizzy
or got spun until he dizzy over crumbs made in the slums
Ain't he actin' and he rappin' from a pen that ain't his passion
who's ya writer? Lemme at 'em what's a bottle to the gallon
it contains? Or a vessel to the spirit animating it
I'd rather hear the sender than the messenger relaying it
Imagine if you never gripped a pen and then you made it quick
You cannot comprehend the love as much as who created it
Champaign ain't poppin' like the Henny in this flow
But the fans they be jockin' just whatever plays the most
Need a mandate to stop 'em so I smother them in smoke
with their man-dates in stockings now the fuckin' game's a joke
Punchlines fell on hard times, these ain't even part-time
bar-grinding, hard rhyming spittas still they star shines
All of that is cool if lyricists would get to glow
But the format is for fools to keep you dumb, deaf, blind and broke
Watchin' all these niggaz' Jewels and spend ya last bit on some clothes
Yeah we all been wishin' while it's granted to the few they chose
Ain't no competition closest one that's dope to me is Cole
No apologies or pleadin' when ya heat steamin' the cold
Either gotta be a demon with the heat beamin' at foes
or a lottery to peak reapin', the deeds you workin' fo'
Shit is trash, shitty ass, little yags, I can't even say it..
Or this is flagged, where we at? This is bad
Geria-tric and wack, this is old, sick and cold
sick of bro, bitch who throw, pussy at, every cat
That's why I'm critical of every critic's quotes of these little dolts
Baphomet has got you pickin' fo', who he says the G.O.A.T.
Rappin' isn't part of who you chose, no it isn't yo'
Packagin' an artist fits the mold, when they skill is low
This fascism is bad, for them kids killin' them tracks in
they trap where they tryna last, and outlast they conditions
So fuck a Drake cut, I lacerate victims like him and say "What?"
You straight butt, a made up, paid slut warned in make-up
Say what? Warned in make up?, Aye bra, warned cause they must
say what, master makes up, so masses stay enslaved uuuuuuup....
This is Spizzy Izzy Ace Bitch
ya dizzy shit is vertigo them verses are for grade 6..
6 god? I think God is sick of all that fake shit
I pick a card, Ace, 'cause I'm blackin' out in Spades bitch
Clubs with yo Diamonds but you lack the Heart to say shit
To thugs really rhymin' keep on shinin' stayin' basic
keep on shinin' stayin' basic
lookin' like you climbin' out the cave wit'
ya line up of them lames, ain't yo' fault I hope you stay lit

Drake's shit is ass but it ain't even his fault
It's these fans man they settle for low lyrical assault
bar game win no bars gained, the bar is some bargain
dollar store retarded flawed flows all these stars lame

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