Hey Faggot! (Spyte Diss) lyrics

[Intro]
U-N-K
Got some business to handle here
RAW records
Every word of this is true

[Verse 1]
So after all that I’ve done for you, you try to punch my lights out?
How many times you call me, crying your f*cking eyes out?
I can't believe that I've been so patient
Your raps are even worse than your financial situation
How can this b*tch talk like he’s hip hop
When he told me himself that he’s a fan of Slipknot?
This ridiculous kid ain’t sh*t but a goth
And after this I’ll have the whole city flipping you off
Every time you try to battle me you choke in rap
Literally you’re a mess with a broken back
You’re afraid of the style that I’m presenting and I’m generating
Your back looks like it was stitched up by Leather Face
I don’t got to try, it’s something to do
You broke b*tch I even lent your ass money for food
You’re an emo chump so I’ve got nothing to prove
And when we finish no one’s gonna be as bloody as you

[Chorus]
Hey faggot, you need to realize that you’re hopeless
What kind of gothic rapper gets noticed?
Living out of his trunk cause he’s homeless
You atrocious clown
Hey faggot, you need to realize that you’re hopeless
What kind of gothic rapper gets noticed?
Living out of his trunk cause he’s homeless
You atrocious clown
[Verse 2:]
Listen pimple face, you need some rap rehearsal
Looking like an ugly kid from an acne commercial
Spyte, hoe, you ain’t really that spiteful (Nah)
You call me crying, saying that you’re suicidal
You want a war you got it, motherf*cker we rivals
I don’t think you know you’re messing with a real life psycho
When you got arrested for possession of weed
You snitched on your homies just to get free
You’re a sociopath and I see right in your mind
I kick you outta Raw Records, b*tch for biting my lines
You’re a pathetic, not original, piece of sh*t— so drop it
I guess that’s what you get when you’re gothic and adopted
And when you’re finished, don’t send me that pathetic sh*t
It’s obvious your whole style needs to be reedited
Isn’t it evident, you goddamn degenerate
Say hello to your nemesis on your knees now, trembling

[Chorus:]
Hey faggot, you need to realize that you’re hopeless
What kind of gothic rapper gets noticed?
Living out of his trunk cause he’s homeless
You atrocious clown
Hey faggot, you need to realize that you’re hopeless
What kind of gothic rapper gets noticed?
Living out of his trunk cause he’s homeless
You atrocious clown

[Verse 3]
Hey copycat, where the f*ck’s my money at?
I spit a freestyle and you go and put use it in your crummy track
Sit down and have a hit of your pipe
And realize that you ain't worth the spit on my mic
Every time you perform, there’s no applause from the audience
Flat footed, broken back, man that’s gotta hurt your confidence
f*cking with Unks? Now you gotta pay the consequence
You’re such a biter you gon probably even try to copy this
I even got your own homies saying “f*ck you”
You’re such a loser your own parents don’t love you
It’s too late, lights out when my crew runs through
You’ll be bloody and bruised b*tch, when you come to
You’re primitive in comparison, motherf*cker I rule
Been doing this since you were bullied in highschool
You have no talent so just listen when I rock it
You ain’t hip hop, kid, you’re gothic, stick to the mosh pit