Resurrection lyrics

[Intro]
Yea uh
Yea uh
Can't
He naw

[Verse 1]
The fact that your b*tch ass can't stop is just astonishing
Like the fact you talk sh*t when you know I've been the sh*t and you are sh*t
You f*cking vegetable retard prick
Run yo ass over wit a Nissan your style ain't original stop acting like the ones who was planning out
Oh you rapping now?
I was the reason stop lying to yourself
You and your girl friend are so perfect
Prob cause she's autistic too you f*cking prick
I don't give a sh*t what anyone says I'm an atheist
You faggots suck more di*ks out than venoms poisonous
Can't you see I've got all of the whoriest
I could Call it new religion and your b*tch ass worshipin yea
Your a baby stickin your finger in the socket over and over
Ask loud pack hell tell you the whole storiest
I'll diss you harder you gonna wanna jump from 10 building storiests
That'll go good on my f*cking record
Cause your dumb ass is stupid enough to f*ckin jump it all and think you'll live it all
That's how this sh*ts been going over and over again
Your not allowed to up your diss to you tube
Well by by say hello to new school
My friend
I'll kick you into next week and call you Pamela
All these teachers got yo back cause you really crazy b*tch
I'm gonna f*cking f*ck your ass up
You'll wanna move away to Mars to Jupiter or f*cking far
Well JV drop that diss already see I'm not scared to name names that's why they call me f*cking B
Yea
[Hook]
You can't get revenge
All of you pussies
Ain't got no team
You alone with phenes
Call collect your jeans
You got change can't you see
I've gotta big team
Yea uh
You can't get revenge

[Verse 2]
My contrast is imparitive
I'll f*cking rip your lips off and make it eat a di*k
Yea you can't rap for sh*t
Specially since you acting like you gotta studio cars and you puffin loud wit your homies (You even got none?)
I found your ass on a booking site
No wonder no body hired you your rhymes aren't tight
I'm the fire and you keep rekindling it cause you breezy
It's simple f*cking math bigger beats little you f*cking di*k
Oh yea your girlfriend told me you gotta small prick
But J-Breezy what do you mean
I mean you look like JB and JV had a kid record this sh*t I'm the new scorsazie
Of the rap 50 song mixtape dropping can't take it back
I'm drake this round you meek keep coming back with zero heat
But you keep rekindling my fire with sh*tty raps
I'll blow your career you'd think I was an Arab
But just because your gay don't mean you can't rap
Now that's the sh*t nobody said
These fake ass girls with fake ass curls all on you
While the real b*tches on my di*k well look at me I'm f*cking beautiful
This is a critical shot
The gang coming in next
You talking bout wifing girl your only 12 you b*tch
[Hook]
You can't get revenge
All of you pussies
Ain't got no team
You alone with phenes
Call collect your jeans
You gotta change can't you see
I've gotta big team
Yea uh
You can't get revenge