the good, the bad, and the very very confusing {EchoRP Summer '23 Diss Track Szn}

it do be diss szn - EchoRP

No Way - Gunner x Naldi

Diss Track SZN Pt. 1 For Johnathan Matthews

#FREEMARIBANDZ

FREE RENT? (Johnathan Matthews Diss) - MariBandz

Diss Track Szn Pt. 2

Somebody tell em boys to please stop trying me 
Walked em down hit him in is eye cause he was dying to see
What i’m on? 
Bitch on hots 
He done won that lottery 
I told her that she best off sucking dick cause she ain’t lining me

No care about a No Love it’s no time for me 
You can’t get no switch up on that tec so boy don’t lie to me
And I ain’t PD but when i pull up i’m gone line the street 
I Just hit up brody like they dissing we assigned the sweep 
Aye legacy the reason why y’all popping
And if it want for Wunner all that music get to flopping 
Why you worried bout that bitch?
She in my phone and she ain’t stopping
Y’all really gotta hear me out 
She in my phone and that bitch topless
We gone bring that beef like jimmy dean
hit his bean no Mr Clean 
That chain on me bling bling
Send that boy some rounds ding ding
Aye y’all done started with the wrong one 
I’m like Tyson with these disses come out throwing shots in round one
How y’all jacking that he him he got like 3 songs 
I could do what they do in 6 months with only 3 songs
Treat em like a bitch get beat on 
This a pissy blunt got peed on
Bitch i’m him I put the team on
If it’s beef i bring that T-Bone
Me and brody really carrying all these dummies on they fuckin songs
And I don’t care if it get wild I hop out whips and hit em like a bong
And you know they whole team depressed 
Bitch you dumb if you think D pressed
Run up on me hit his v neck 
Bitch you dumb if you think we next 
And man how you dissing Luna
You was out simping 
Mixing songs then you copped a house and she went out grinchin
Brody dropped a diss then deleted shit now he out missing 
Wouldn’t let her pay for any of them songs cause he was out simping 
Man I talk a lot shit cause on my soul them boys can’t fuck with me
It’s alotta rackies and i got em sticking out my dungarees
Man he hate Dior she love Dior that bitch was tryna hump on me
They ain’t got no fuckin bars so I put bread they try to dump on me
How the fuck is you gangsta wearing fishnets and bonnet
He don’t want that smoke shit chronic
Pass a opp to bro i’m diming 
And on some G shii I got a question how is VB breathing
He was in like 7 different gangs and ya just let em leave it
And I ain’t saying bro should die but i’m just fuckin saying
If y’all ain’t blood em out ya’ll ain’t on shii so cut the gang banging 
I’m just saying ain’t no real gangs 
Man them boys don’t fuck with culture
I be in that field much you know that i ride with vultures 
Stop claiming you a gang banger
Rockin all this fashion nova
Press me in a fishnet 
Bitch i’m just gon run you over
No Love No Love 
Get that shit up out my fuckin ear 
If it ain’t my brother on that beat then I don’t fuckin care
They like oh my god that’s GOAT i’m like bitch please 
Knocker on my body ima throw
Wont let em get me

Somebody tell em boys to please stop trying me 
Walked em down hit him in is eye cause he was dying to see
What i’m on? 
Bitch on hots 
He done won that lottery 
I told her that she best off sucking dick cause she ain’t lining me

No Name Drops (No Love Diss) - LuvDior

Beach boiz what you doin fuckin with the big boys
No love, it aint just a name we tote big toys
Bank account low cause you bitches makin no noise
Comin for my burbur, i got caskets you can enjoy 

Tryin to rewind that, but you cant turn the time back
Comin for ya label cause im loaded up for combat
Know you weak ass artists aint even tryna respond back
All the no love women steppin, walk-in you's a door mat

15k for an album i know that aint really real
Couldn't be me cause im loadin up this dirty steel
Drillin all you shitty rappers, know im comin for the kill
How you try to come for burbur knowin you'd get slid by phil

I dont need a gun to kill you rappers treat you the beat
Murderous, i don't know a rapper who could step to me 
Better pay ya artists or ill have em workin on the street
Jade this a message i just put you in the hot seat

But for real, i really wish you will 
Just come and unload the steel, but you pussy sittin still
If you scared of the steel, then go n pick up the quill
Bottle you like some pills, cause im really feelin ill 

If you aint payin nacho then im rippin up his contract
We gon get my mans his money, pockets gon get ransacked
If you need my number then hit Brea for my contact
We aint just a label we a family we got all backs

Jeremiah better watch ya back ill put you on a tee
Devious, doin JJ dirty comin for the key
If you wanna up the blammers have you swimmin in the sea
You Cant even snap you dont rap you do rnb

Pologize to hayley while you bowin on ya dirty knee
Serious, ima have you cryin while you give ya plea
Better learn ya place if you ever comin for the queen
Don't know what you was thinkin musta been the 30 perks n lean

Claimin you on top but ya shows is never packed
Ain't droppin anotha name cause you bitches got no tracks
I did my due diligence just knowin that you got clapped
But this is for anyone thats feelin kinda attacked

Madness - Lil Phil

Diss Track Szn Pt. 3

This diss war shii fun

Solo Squad (Phil Diss) - LuvDior

Message - Mr. Lite

LOVE FROM PORTOFINO (feat. Keshi) - Gunner

LOVE FROM PORTOFINO (feat. Keshi)

Beamer ft. Gunner

I’m feelin kinda lost, going out my mind.
Been doin this for 3 years, I did my time. 
Now everyone pretend like they know me like 
I ain't sittin’ on a milly, but all I show you hoes is dimes.
I’m tired of the bull, tired of these bitches playin’ with me. 
Say you love my songs, but yall ain’t really tryna sing em with me
Everytime I drop some shit, some bitches got some shit to say.
But I ain’t worried bout it, all I say is fuck em, walk away. 
Everyday, playin' face, but underneath it's all the same. 
Copy, paste, beg me for a feature, then they drop my name. 
Got me in your sights now, baby, take a shot, so I can put you in the spotlight, baby. 
This shit give me an appetite, baby. 
I get hungry, connect to it like satellite, baby. 
I'm a junkie, I'm jonesin' for this music life shit, 
It's like a needle to my veins, how it got me vice gripped. 
Like this.
But lately, all it's doin' is makin' me lifeless. 
Be lookin' back like damn, man. 
"What we doin, what's the plan, man?"
Just spark the spliff and hit the clouds, don't give a fuck where we gone land, man.
Ignore em,
Ignore the pussy ass hoes who say we gettin' boring. 
Cuz we been doin' this before 'em.
And I ain't here for back and forth, 
But if it really hit the fan, some of you bitches would come knockin' at the door.

(Chorus) 
I don't wanna hide what's on my mind. 
But I don't know the way to say it, 
So I put my pencil to the paper, these days.

Too busy drinkin',  thinkin' bout the time that I been wastin'
I'm wasted, 
And bout to take the pen up off the paper.
I'm tired of singin' 
Tired of writin' songs, 
Tired of givin my all to these artists for them to do me wrong. 
Tired of claimin' brothers and sisters who ain't really rockin' with ya. 
That take a chance and they diss you when folks get them alone.
And then they front and act like they didn’t, 
Say that I’m actin different, 
I  call em out for the shit then they start lookin shocked.
But it’s alright, I already did it, I done made my mark. 
I made it to the top, I'm on my pedestal now,
I might be gone for a while, 
But I look back with a smile, 
Cuz Im the king of this shit don’t need no ring 
Cuz I cling to the crown

(Chorus) 
I don't wanna hide what's on my mind. 
But I don't know the way to say it, 
So I put my pencil to the paper, these days.

This shit used to get me high off of nothin'.
Inhale it like a cigarette, I'm fiendin' for the buzz. 
I'm buggin'
Now I don't know who I can put my trust in, 
 Keep showin' me them true colors, bitch, 
And I'll keep movin' and adjustin'. 
Breakin' news, just in: 
You  bitches always got some shit to say and it's disgustin'
Y'all keep me in discussions. 
Beatin' on your brain so much, you hoes got a concussion. 
But it's alright it's just the reporcussions, 
So y'all can keep discussin'

(Chorus) 
I don't wanna hide what's on my mind. 
But I don't know the way to say it, 
So I put my pencil to the paper, these days.

These Days - Bobby Brantley

YB x Naldi x Keshi - Immaculate Steez

VERSE1 (kirby):

Don't worry bout' it, don't worry bout' my feelings tonight.
I know you want it, I can see it in the look in your eyes.
No strings, no calls, you can leave when it's done.
You don't have to lie we're just having fun.
I don't need love I need a moment, don't tell me nothing if you don't own it.

CHORUS:

So don't worry, don't worry
I'll be gone by the morning, love me in a hurry
And kiss me like you mean it, even if you don't
I just need the high, I don't need hope

So don't worry, don't worry
I'll be gone by the morning, love me in a hurry
And kiss me like you mean it, even if you don't
I just need the high, I don't need hope

VERSE2 (bobby brantley):

Baby, I ain’t worried, I just want you tonight. 
I’m craving you, my kryptonite.
It’s hard to just imagine what I’d do if I had you.
And I ain’t nervous, I just want it to be perfect.
You and I lost in the moment
Of our bodies sayin’ words that we won’t speak.

I’ll say I love you, and I own it
And it's mine, and girl, you know it ain't.
But baby, let's not act like we ain't lyin' in this sheets. 
I just wanna give it to you, baby, 
Like I ain't never gave before. 
Cuz you can see it in my face I want it more. 

CHORUS (both):

So don't worry, don't worry (I ain't worried, I ain't worried, baby. )
I'll be gone by the morning, love me in a hurry (You'll be gone by the mornin', I'll love you in a hurry. )
And kiss me like you mean it, even if you don't (I'll kiss you like I mean it, even if I don't. )
I just need the high, I don't need hope (You just want the high, I know...)

So don't worry, don't worry (I ain't worried, I ain't worried, baby. )
I'll be gone by the morning, love me in a hurry (You'll be gone by the mornin', I'll love you in a hurry. )
And kiss me like you mean it, even if you don't (I'll kiss you like I mean it, even if I don't. )
I just need the high, I don't need hope (You just want the high, I know...)

Don't Worry - ft. Bobby Brantley

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