Advice XIII (feat. Megagrung) lyrics

[Intro: Gleason]
Hahaha-
You still think you’re better than me?
Sorry man. It’s just not true, is it?

[Verse 1: Megagrung]
They’re making rock bands
And I’m rolling in stock bands
Still can’t stand these c*nts
It’s like I’m doing a handstand

Clashes are fun, but this one’s bitter
Massacre the mic like Kyle Ritten-
MEGAGRUNG’s flow surely smitten
You’re a pus*y blud, little kitten

Gleason sent then Kieran swore
Who’s really winning this War?
I got a vision, It’s clear as f*ck to see
Word to one plus one and JMCEE

Wordplay like “This sh*t’s too easy”
Pack the smoke, like I’m too Greazy
I got a wetter, weatherman, you’re moist
MEGAGRUNG famous like WEB Dubois
[Pre-Verse: Gleason]
That’s right GRUNG, I’m certainly one of the best
I profess in every tune I’ve finessed that I’ve got them vexed (hahah)

[Verse 2: Gleason]
I got two G’s, that’s word to MEGAGRUNG and Wheezy, man, you got two G’s, that’s Miller and that prick got Diabetes (haha)
I got 3 stacks, reload the clacks, this sh*t ain’t cap, lift back your cap (like what?)

You got 3 stacks, those bills over due, I’m way past “over you”, I’m Jehovah and, I’m feeling blue
Like Ebenezer Scrooge, who the f*ck do you think, you’re talking to? (Like what?)

Lyrical suicide, that’s the path you’re on right now
We can have a fight right now; but let’s be honest, I’m way past ‘Fight Night’ right now

Back the f*ck up boy, I think you’re missing the point
Words hotter than the heat from [?]’s joints

Watch me pull all my joints, as I’m climbing the scene
These c*nts still can’t see, need some f*ckin’ visene

Scared to drop a response, you keep on forgetting
This beef ain’t vegan, there ain’t no pretending

I despise your songs, like I spelt a violin wrong
Attack with violence on songs, climb up like higher than bongs (f*ck you)