NICK MIRA DISS TRACK Lyrics

Oh, Fergus dropped a diss melody?

Barnabas, he fired arrows at you and Gork

Finnegan!

Fuck you, Nick Mira

Play the diss melody

I don't know what to do yet for this part

Nick Mira, you lookin' like an old fart

I fuckin' hate you, Nick Mira

I'm the new shit you from the last Trump era

I don't even know what to say next

But that bar was pretty cool, I guess

I don't know

You look like Linus Tech

Tips, forgotten son

Don't fuckin' play with me, bitch

Cause I'm the one

I don't know what the fuck I'm doin

Man, I do this shit for fun

I can't fuckin' rap

Bitch

That was called the one-two-three switch

That's how these rappers makin' hits

It's where you go and say the same thing

Three times, but the fourth time you change it

That's right, bitch

I'm on your block, bitch

And now I'm rhymin' every other word with cops, bitch

Fuck my ops, bitch

Fuck the cops, bitch

Suck my big dick

It's like average

It's like

It's pretty good

I don't know

I don't know

Okay

It's not like crazy

I don't know

It's alright

We didn't need to know that

But thank you, Maleficium

Maleficium, you broke my fucking pussy

Oh

You ain't kickin' off that easy, motherfucker

I'm gon' fuck around and then

I'm gon' fuck your mother

What

What

What

Ain't nobody lookin' up to a motherfucker that's five'seven"

Your birth was worse than fuckin' nine-11

Oh, shit did he really just bring up nine-11

That's right I just brought up nine-11

Then I brought nine-11 with nine-11

That's my own original idea

Unlike Nick Mira

He doesn't have those

He's just a little pussy boy in California

That's right I know that you live in California

No, I'm not impressed

Just by actin' depressed

Got sorta famous, I guess

That doesn't make any sense

Maybe you got somethin' that I don't

But I don't know I think I got somethin' that you don't

Pussy