Story Behind The Song
First track I ever produced and first in the 6 song series of diss tracks that is my "Diss Saga"
| Song Length |
2:27 |
Genre |
Rap - General, Rap - Alternative |
| Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
Mood |
Aggressive, Brutal |
| Subject |
Existence |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Diss Respect Full
You're always hate full, you're never grate full.
Even when, your cup is always full, and you're success full.
You say you're caring, damn you're daring.
To spit that shit, when you're full of it.
You live a life that's full of swag,
when other's lives fit in the bag.
Don't play with me boy,
have a holiday buoy.
They'll snap this track,
playing on the deck.
Don't come back,
all hands-on deck.
Better watch your back,
I'll snap your neck.
Gotta hunter's track,
in my lens you're just a speck.
Ha!
Who am I? It is ANTOIN on the track.
The I is silent, like a ninja, never leave a track.
Appropriate for assassin nation.
Magnifying lens to scope the whole population.
I tire of you all, dark fire on your horizON.
You ANTs I'll be stepping ON.
For all you bug brains, that's a callous metaphor.
These heels are too fine to dirty on you, worthless whore!
I behead the hate full, Diss integrate fool.
Even now, you've no cup left fool, and you're regrate full.
Get a dictionary or, this will go over your head.
Playing on words is my Master's degree,
flawless execution is my royal decree.
Look up the meaning of fire.
I'm spitting both the more I tire.
Can you hear the call?
I'm coming for you all!
"Abandon all hope", it's gone.
The gate's are void ANT I'm CHARging ON!*
(Vocals provided by Simon Porter)
I'm forever hate full, I'm always great full.
Blood overflowing, my cup is always full, and I'll be success full.
Fire finale, it's all coming to an end.
You're already in hell, as I decided this will be the end!
I'm the horseman of the apocalypse,
you should've just shut your lips.
You believe in democracy.
synonym for your hypocrisy.
I'm not the headless horseman,
I'm the one that rules the dead.
The Knight Myrrh lording over your death bed!
Tik tok, not the swiping that you all know.
Tick tock, it's a countdown clock. Can't swipe this firebomb inferno.
HOMICIDE, SUICIDE, PESTICIDE, CYANIDE.
I decide, it's time for MASS GENOCIDE!
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