Released: March 30, 2019
Songwriter: JBrawny
Producer: Dr. Dre
Now I don’t needa hit you with the fast flow
You'll be knocked out, when i hit you out with the first blow
Stop tryna be X nigga youll never blow
I’m not the one extorting kids and stealin dead niggas flow
Don’t you know
That when you fuck with JBrawny your done
You can’t win against me even if you had a gun
I’m going at 50, gonna turn hundred percent
Cause when you rap you never make no dollars or sense
You killed your mommy and daddy just to steal all their money
To rent limos with broken windows and go on IG thugging
Your bummy
I’m glad you no longer have your mommy
She lives better in a coffin then raising an aspie dummy
I’m glad that all both of your parents are dead
And I hope the dread is getting all the way to your head
And I don’t live with my dad but he’s alive at best
Don’t try to use that against me yours was put to rest
My mom left me for dead, been alone ever since
You made yours kick the bucket, chasing that inheritance
You better run it up, run it up all the way to the gym
The more fatter you get your life span gets more slim
Not like youll be living after this you fuckin bitch
Youll be dead before i get the chance to drop this diss
And just so you know, i redact my apology
I dont give sorrys to white skinny scammers pickin on me
Kevin i hope you know your careers already over
You can't make a hit for shit my nigga you ain't casanova
You better stay safe from me, you faggot inbred
I ain't afraid to go and shoot you lyrically in your head
Im jbrawny, j-b-r-a-w-n-y
Your lyrics trash and singing sucks on I-M-Y
So before you come to me with a shit ass diss
Just remember, you got murdered by a teenage kid
Lets talk about how you extorted a me, 13 year old kid
Cause you can't do shit on your own, my nigga your talentless
And then i paid 20 dollars to get your punk ass on a song
Your verse wasn't worth 1 cent and you got fucked by both of us
You can't rap, you get good beats then make them trash
You attempt at writing lyrics and your singings ass
So get ready for the torture, the kevinbo scorcher
My lyrics are killin you nigga theyll haunt ya
I’m comin at full force nigga who you gon extort
Your glad I didn’t bring your faggot ass to court
You rap like a bitch and rhyme like your in first grade
My nigga You sound like you have a speech delay
You sing like miss piggy and you look like a hippy
Your not a hitman, your not even a man, your a sissy
You better stay safe from me, and hide under your bed
I ain't afraid to go and shoot you lyrically in your head
Kevin i hope you know your careers already over
You can't make a hit for shit my nigga you ain't casanova
You better stay safe from me, you faggot inbred
I ain't afraid to go and shoot you lyrically in your head
Im JBrawny, j-b-r-a-w-n-y
Your lyrics trash and singing sucks on I-M-Y
So before you come to me with a shit ass diss
Just remember, you got murdered by a teenage kid
You'll be knocked out, when i hit you out with the first blow
Stop tryna be X nigga youll never blow
I’m not the one extorting kids and stealin dead niggas flow
Don’t you know
That when you fuck with JBrawny your done
You can’t win against me even if you had a gun
I’m going at 50, gonna turn hundred percent
Cause when you rap you never make no dollars or sense
You killed your mommy and daddy just to steal all their money
To rent limos with broken windows and go on IG thugging
Your bummy
I’m glad you no longer have your mommy
She lives better in a coffin then raising an aspie dummy
I’m glad that all both of your parents are dead
And I hope the dread is getting all the way to your head
And I don’t live with my dad but he’s alive at best
Don’t try to use that against me yours was put to rest
My mom left me for dead, been alone ever since
You made yours kick the bucket, chasing that inheritance
You better run it up, run it up all the way to the gym
The more fatter you get your life span gets more slim
Not like youll be living after this you fuckin bitch
Youll be dead before i get the chance to drop this diss
And just so you know, i redact my apology
I dont give sorrys to white skinny scammers pickin on me
Kevin i hope you know your careers already over
You can't make a hit for shit my nigga you ain't casanova
You better stay safe from me, you faggot inbred
I ain't afraid to go and shoot you lyrically in your head
Im jbrawny, j-b-r-a-w-n-y
Your lyrics trash and singing sucks on I-M-Y
So before you come to me with a shit ass diss
Just remember, you got murdered by a teenage kid
Lets talk about how you extorted a me, 13 year old kid
Cause you can't do shit on your own, my nigga your talentless
And then i paid 20 dollars to get your punk ass on a song
Your verse wasn't worth 1 cent and you got fucked by both of us
You can't rap, you get good beats then make them trash
You attempt at writing lyrics and your singings ass
So get ready for the torture, the kevinbo scorcher
My lyrics are killin you nigga theyll haunt ya
I’m comin at full force nigga who you gon extort
Your glad I didn’t bring your faggot ass to court
You rap like a bitch and rhyme like your in first grade
My nigga You sound like you have a speech delay
You sing like miss piggy and you look like a hippy
Your not a hitman, your not even a man, your a sissy
You better stay safe from me, and hide under your bed
I ain't afraid to go and shoot you lyrically in your head
Kevin i hope you know your careers already over
You can't make a hit for shit my nigga you ain't casanova
You better stay safe from me, you faggot inbred
I ain't afraid to go and shoot you lyrically in your head
Im JBrawny, j-b-r-a-w-n-y
Your lyrics trash and singing sucks on I-M-Y
So before you come to me with a shit ass diss
Just remember, you got murdered by a teenage kid
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