Ha ha
Yo André
Whatchu think about this fake ass bitch
Claiming to be all top tier
With a payed feature from Drake
Drake don't even know who the f*ck you are
But one day he'll know who we are though
Ye ye
Rooo!
Maybe I just got a little personal with it
Those exposure lines didn't hurt your feelings did it?
How you claim to be a rapper when you don't rap?
You have no tracks
You sound like a white Kodak
F*ck that!
We don't need another one of those (No)
You're just someone that I feel like I gotta expose (ha)
The music industry can't take no more fakes (Ye ye)
That's why we're here
Keeping it raw and forever real (Uh)
(Ye ye)
The kilter's off balance
With all these fake talents
Everyone's a rapper now with all their fake talons
Scratching an pulling and yanking the chains dissing
When every shot they take I swear to god is f*cking missing
I heard you got dissed by a rapper named
"Ghost Tha Don"
"Ghost Tha Don"?
Man I f*cked your mom
Sike bitch I'm kidding
Both of your responses sucked ass, So I know that you won't write back
But if you do on the flip side
Just know that
I will be here
So decide
If you want to take a chance at redemption just so you can get some real recognition (Ooo)
Go grab a pen
Or tap on your phone
I got plenty of evidence that you're fake clear as we know
You're a scamming f*ck to me Michael, calling you out by your name
Enemy The Rapper huh guess to you we are one and the same (Ouch)
I won't fall for the games (Nope)
But I'm bringing the blades (Ugh)
To cut the idea of you charting at all the f*ck away (haha)
I said it once, and I'ma say it Again, I'm X-el do I really need an introduction (Wooo)
Metaphorically collecting body bags is a bad hobby I have
Especially when I'm mad
I'm very quick to attack
So Norbeck, finish this!
Show him and all his invisible fans whatchu you have
Ah shit, Ah shit, X-el, you could've told me that we back again
Another f*cking rapper in the game that everybody already been saying that so I'm better than
But, I heard he got a feature from the best out
One call and I found out facts
And if he been paying for the features, but they ain't heard of his tracks
Adrenaline spike, my will over Mike
I'm older than ice, I've seen your ass out begging for likes
See, I'm the entity enemy is failing to see
Then you offer me a promo for like fifty a week
You've been paying for the plays, still less than a K
Inspecting the elements so it looks that you paid
But bro, I got 90k fans on my TikTok, and about mill on this other page
Yet if you do a little search, hoping it would work, you see that fans turned fake (Ye ye)
I'm the don, bring it on, I'ma hit it all raw
If you failing to ball, don't ball at all
But the money sure came a long way (Uh)
But money just can't buy talent
Talking to all of your clients, and you must be lying if say you ain't scamming
You got three people bumping your cloud
But, That's you on three different accounts
I'm a living independent f*cking legend, when I hit it
It's the pinnacle of every single part of your existence
Good riddance, I ain't been finished, still been with it
Pen is like a pistol hitting you up when I whip it
And if you really sold about a milly, then How is it I ain't ever Seen a track (No no)
Cause I just went and did a little research, and the instrumentals ain't really your tracks (Ugh)
I just did a little research, and look what I found (Found, found)
Little pitty Michael and all of his stream counts
About a hundred on this one, fifty on that
Seventy five here, Let's do the math
If one stream's worth one third of a penny
And you looking at the money Michael says he be getting
You can tell by the fact that it doesn't add up
And that Michael is a liar and ain't sucking it up bitch!
Alright, we need to bring the beat back for this
Game is getting carried by people wanting the fame
So they want to look like what couldn't be made
It's insane
But I mean I understand for game
But at least back it up with some tracks or a flame
I don't know who the f*ck you think you catering too
Saying that you on a tour, but not one video to prove
The voice unbearable, mix so terrible
The way you stealing from all these artist makes me wanna be a cannibal, ah! (Wooo)
Metaphorically speaking of course
Let's not make this boy go cry anymore
You can't diss us, piss off, let's see the listeners
And how you be the one, claiming to be vicious
Bad mouthed
No mouth on this crackhead
You couldn't handle the business
Let me handle the business
Cause you couldn't handle a business, ain't that right?
Handling business? See? Handling business? F*ck it
Let me see the counting then whenever I be out here
Lemme see a video, and I will turn to forget it all
In the minimal, you should feel the venom when I be in the booth
Cause the people you claiming to be there ain't gon be saving you
M to the W, run up onto you
Lock in the truth than when I'm done with you
Summon the monster up under you
Coming for all that you claiming was all of you
Pardon me, if I murdered you and every part of your Reality uh!
I don't wanna do this, but you made me do it
This ain't bar for bar, this is only saying the truth shit
Hehe Bitch
X-el - Enemy (feat. André Norbeck) Lyrics
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Ha ha
Yo André
Whatchu think about this fake ass bitch
Claiming to be all top tier
With a payed feature from Drake
Drake don't even know who the f*ck you are
But one day he'll know who we are though
Ye ye
Rooo!
Maybe I just got a little personal with it
Those exposure lines didn't hurt your feelings did it?
How you claim to be a rapper when you don't rap?
You have no tracks
You sound like a white Kodak
F*ck that!
We don't need another one of those (No)
You're just someone that I feel like I gotta expose (ha)
The music industry can't take no more fakes (Ye ye)
That's why we're here
Keeping it raw and forever real (Uh)
(Ye ye)
The kilter's off balance
With all these fake talents
Everyone's a rapper now with all their fake talons
Scratching an pulling and yanking the chains dissing
When every shot they take I swear to god is f*cking missing
I heard you got dissed by a rapper named
"Ghost Tha Don"
"Ghost Tha Don"?
Man I f*cked your mom
Sike bitch I'm kidding
Both of your responses sucked ass, So I know that you won't write back
But if you do on the flip side
Just know that
I will be here
So decide
If you want to take a chance at redemption just so you can get some real recognition (Ooo)
Go grab a pen
Or tap on your phone
I got plenty of evidence that you're fake clear as we know
You're a scamming f*ck to me Michael, calling you out by your name
Enemy The Rapper huh guess to you we are one and the same (Ouch)
I won't fall for the games (Nope)
But I'm bringing the blades (Ugh)
To cut the idea of you charting at all the f*ck away (haha)
I said it once, and I'ma say it Again, I'm X-el do I really need an introduction (Wooo)
Metaphorically collecting body bags is a bad hobby I have
Especially when I'm mad
I'm very quick to attack
So Norbeck, finish this!
Show him and all his invisible fans whatchu you have
Ah shit, Ah shit, X-el, you could've told me that we back again
Another f*cking rapper in the game that everybody already been saying that so I'm better than
But, I heard he got a feature from the best out
One call and I found out facts
And if he been paying for the features, but they ain't heard of his tracks
Adrenaline spike, my will over Mike
I'm older than ice, I've seen your ass out begging for likes
See, I'm the entity enemy is failing to see
Then you offer me a promo for like fifty a week
You've been paying for the plays, still less than a K
Inspecting the elements so it looks that you paid
But bro, I got 90k fans on my TikTok, and about mill on this other page
Yet if you do a little search, hoping it would work, you see that fans turned fake (Ye ye)
I'm the don, bring it on, I'ma hit it all raw
If you failing to ball, don't ball at all
But the money sure came a long way (Uh)
But money just can't buy talent
Talking to all of your clients, and you must be lying if say you ain't scamming
You got three people bumping your cloud
But, That's you on three different accounts
I'm a living independent f*cking legend, when I hit it
It's the pinnacle of every single part of your existence
Good riddance, I ain't been finished, still been with it
Pen is like a pistol hitting you up when I whip it
And if you really sold about a milly, then How is it I ain't ever Seen a track (No no)
Cause I just went and did a little research, and the instrumentals ain't really your tracks (Ugh)
I just did a little research, and look what I found (Found, found)
Little pitty Michael and all of his stream counts
About a hundred on this one, fifty on that
Seventy five here, Let's do the math
If one stream's worth one third of a penny
And you looking at the money Michael says he be getting
You can tell by the fact that it doesn't add up
And that Michael is a liar and ain't sucking it up bitch!
Alright, we need to bring the beat back for this
Game is getting carried by people wanting the fame
So they want to look like what couldn't be made
It's insane
But I mean I understand for game
But at least back it up with some tracks or a flame
I don't know who the f*ck you think you catering too
Saying that you on a tour, but not one video to prove
The voice unbearable, mix so terrible
The way you stealing from all these artist makes me wanna be a cannibal, ah! (Wooo)
Metaphorically speaking of course
Let's not make this boy go cry anymore
You can't diss us, piss off, let's see the listeners
And how you be the one, claiming to be vicious
Bad mouthed
No mouth on this crackhead
You couldn't handle the business
Let me handle the business
Cause you couldn't handle a business, ain't that right?
Handling business? See? Handling business? F*ck it
Let me see the counting then whenever I be out here
Lemme see a video, and I will turn to forget it all
In the minimal, you should feel the venom when I be in the booth
Cause the people you claiming to be there ain't gon be saving you
M to the W, run up onto you
Lock in the truth than when I'm done with you
Summon the monster up under you
Coming for all that you claiming was all of you
Pardon me, if I murdered you and every part of your Reality uh!
I don't wanna do this, but you made me do it
This ain't bar for bar, this is only saying the truth shit
Hehe Bitch
Yo André
Whatchu think about this fake ass bitch
Claiming to be all top tier
With a payed feature from Drake
Drake don't even know who the f*ck you are
But one day he'll know who we are though
Ye ye
Rooo!
Maybe I just got a little personal with it
Those exposure lines didn't hurt your feelings did it?
How you claim to be a rapper when you don't rap?
You have no tracks
You sound like a white Kodak
F*ck that!
We don't need another one of those (No)
You're just someone that I feel like I gotta expose (ha)
The music industry can't take no more fakes (Ye ye)
That's why we're here
Keeping it raw and forever real (Uh)
(Ye ye)
The kilter's off balance
With all these fake talents
Everyone's a rapper now with all their fake talons
Scratching an pulling and yanking the chains dissing
When every shot they take I swear to god is f*cking missing
I heard you got dissed by a rapper named
"Ghost Tha Don"
"Ghost Tha Don"?
Man I f*cked your mom
Sike bitch I'm kidding
Both of your responses sucked ass, So I know that you won't write back
But if you do on the flip side
Just know that
I will be here
So decide
If you want to take a chance at redemption just so you can get some real recognition (Ooo)
Go grab a pen
Or tap on your phone
I got plenty of evidence that you're fake clear as we know
You're a scamming f*ck to me Michael, calling you out by your name
Enemy The Rapper huh guess to you we are one and the same (Ouch)
I won't fall for the games (Nope)
But I'm bringing the blades (Ugh)
To cut the idea of you charting at all the f*ck away (haha)
I said it once, and I'ma say it Again, I'm X-el do I really need an introduction (Wooo)
Metaphorically collecting body bags is a bad hobby I have
Especially when I'm mad
I'm very quick to attack
So Norbeck, finish this!
Show him and all his invisible fans whatchu you have
Ah shit, Ah shit, X-el, you could've told me that we back again
Another f*cking rapper in the game that everybody already been saying that so I'm better than
But, I heard he got a feature from the best out
One call and I found out facts
And if he been paying for the features, but they ain't heard of his tracks
Adrenaline spike, my will over Mike
I'm older than ice, I've seen your ass out begging for likes
See, I'm the entity enemy is failing to see
Then you offer me a promo for like fifty a week
You've been paying for the plays, still less than a K
Inspecting the elements so it looks that you paid
But bro, I got 90k fans on my TikTok, and about mill on this other page
Yet if you do a little search, hoping it would work, you see that fans turned fake (Ye ye)
I'm the don, bring it on, I'ma hit it all raw
If you failing to ball, don't ball at all
But the money sure came a long way (Uh)
But money just can't buy talent
Talking to all of your clients, and you must be lying if say you ain't scamming
You got three people bumping your cloud
But, That's you on three different accounts
I'm a living independent f*cking legend, when I hit it
It's the pinnacle of every single part of your existence
Good riddance, I ain't been finished, still been with it
Pen is like a pistol hitting you up when I whip it
And if you really sold about a milly, then How is it I ain't ever Seen a track (No no)
Cause I just went and did a little research, and the instrumentals ain't really your tracks (Ugh)
I just did a little research, and look what I found (Found, found)
Little pitty Michael and all of his stream counts
About a hundred on this one, fifty on that
Seventy five here, Let's do the math
If one stream's worth one third of a penny
And you looking at the money Michael says he be getting
You can tell by the fact that it doesn't add up
And that Michael is a liar and ain't sucking it up bitch!
Alright, we need to bring the beat back for this
Game is getting carried by people wanting the fame
So they want to look like what couldn't be made
It's insane
But I mean I understand for game
But at least back it up with some tracks or a flame
I don't know who the f*ck you think you catering too
Saying that you on a tour, but not one video to prove
The voice unbearable, mix so terrible
The way you stealing from all these artist makes me wanna be a cannibal, ah! (Wooo)
Metaphorically speaking of course
Let's not make this boy go cry anymore
You can't diss us, piss off, let's see the listeners
And how you be the one, claiming to be vicious
Bad mouthed
No mouth on this crackhead
You couldn't handle the business
Let me handle the business
Cause you couldn't handle a business, ain't that right?
Handling business? See? Handling business? F*ck it
Let me see the counting then whenever I be out here
Lemme see a video, and I will turn to forget it all
In the minimal, you should feel the venom when I be in the booth
Cause the people you claiming to be there ain't gon be saving you
M to the W, run up onto you
Lock in the truth than when I'm done with you
Summon the monster up under you
Coming for all that you claiming was all of you
Pardon me, if I murdered you and every part of your Reality uh!
I don't wanna do this, but you made me do it
This ain't bar for bar, this is only saying the truth shit
Hehe Bitch
Writer: Alex Noe, André Norbeck
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid