Maybe when I go to bed, I'll wake up
Nightmare, nightmare, nightmare, nightmare
Dark clouds
Ha-ha! That's me laughing at you
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Okay, got two classics on strap, Colson is running fades, huh
Turn to an animal if he act out, bro we hunting game, huh
It ain't no accident
I ain't here from being a passivist
They play Nebsy when they practicing
To beat that you gotta be f*cking great
Let's get this f*cking straight
I think you got a little bit tired out while you were lying on me
Thinking you the greatest in your own lane when you can't even get in my league
You the embodiment of that eye line on MTBMB
Pull up on you, empty the whole thing
Every record, we making a scene
Dissing every damn body on the whole planet but failing to mention the kid
It's funny, they always forget
Flip-flopping styles so much, I don't even really know what I'mma diss
But let's start with this
Those stream numbers feel a little off, are you sure that they really exist?
3k streams is a pipe dream when you putting out shit like that
Then post a new ting a whole month later with similar stats
Huh, how many laptops Chris got streaming his songs on loop?
No, really, I'm curious, you got family streaming shit all in groups or sum?
Put wicked under my boots or sum
This no longer 'bout music
Saw Six Feet Under cover art, now I'm really boutta put Chris through it
If you could get AI to write words out like they make your covers
Maybe you'd make a song that push you along and make you discovered, son
Bandlab
Only fans of your song is the laugh track
Talking that shit
Saying people said this, said that, looking for them made my head scratch
Where your head at?
He said I'm stumbling, I'm boutta humble him, this shit barely a mission
But it got me wondering, is it a double sin, if I bury a Christian?
Your whole entourage getting packed, just wait 'till I finish this verse, bro
I don't really know how you found my real name, but it really ain't hurt, bro
Unbothered, by it
You ain't worth losing to
No beat creds, for producers, too
The Em beats got better grooves than you
Or wait, the NF ones, or-
Linkin Park? Wait I'm lost
Which one
Which artist are you copying? At least one
He been jacking other flows since release one
Pull the beanie off your eyes, or you'll be spun
Dark Clouds, I don't really wanna do it but I'll do it if he needs sum'
Every artist on his album is a weak one
Couldn't understand Ashford through that accent that Mathers gave him
And I ain't ever heard no good Blackheart track so I have to fade him
Purgatory think his words important, each bar he got a lot to say
But all that violent talk don't mean you hard that mean you compensating
Waiting for y'all to drop a song that you can hold a beat, now I lost my patience
Rhyming every damn syllable is not lyrical, you not complicated
I've been making art from the soul, y'all writing raps in your awkward stages
How many more album drops with no listeners 'till you off these stages?
How many times I gotta tell y'all to stop playing with me
This shit too easy
How many more body bags are y'all tryna have in my singles list?
I burried you with my first track, I ain't even have to write a single diss
See you going kinda metal now, think you better now? Pussy, sing to this
At least you got your name right, it's a nightmare that you think you spit
Couple bucks and you think you're rich
Scrap my verse cause you got outdid
I got the file, we can get involved if you ain't tryna stall, I'll make you a hit
No amount of shock value gonna stock value in you, you ain't controversial
Not a soul got a thought 'bout you except me,
And promise those thoughts hurtful
Might share your songs to the army, they can put them on when they torturing victims
My pen write stories out for the soul, yours write stories for kids with
Insecurity, no maturity, lack of purity, venomous wishlists (sounds like you)
It's quite embarrassing that you thought you was really gonna have me with this shit (sounds like you)
Don't forget who in your DMs saving you and helping out
Sugar coating all the bad criticisms so it's my fault your album made it out
Sorry everybody, it's a lot worse he's got hidden, I might have to take it out
Don't make me tell em'
Don't make me tell em'
Pre-rebrand, you won't make it out
Saved your albums, homie, better save yourself
Ha-ha!
Dark clouds
Dark clouds
The devil keeps on starring in the videos
They say it in the lyrics, and it's all part of the ritual
They hide it in plain sight, take a look at all the
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Maybe when I go to bed, I'll wake up
Nightmare, nightmare, nightmare, nightmare
Dark clouds
Ha-ha! That's me laughing at you
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Okay, got two classics on strap, Colson is running fades, huh
Turn to an animal if he act out, bro we hunting game, huh
It ain't no accident
I ain't here from being a passivist
They play Nebsy when they practicing
To beat that you gotta be f*cking great
Let's get this f*cking straight
I think you got a little bit tired out while you were lying on me
Thinking you the greatest in your own lane when you can't even get in my league
You the embodiment of that eye line on MTBMB
Pull up on you, empty the whole thing
Every record, we making a scene
Dissing every damn body on the whole planet but failing to mention the kid
It's funny, they always forget
Flip-flopping styles so much, I don't even really know what I'mma diss
But let's start with this
Those stream numbers feel a little off, are you sure that they really exist?
3k streams is a pipe dream when you putting out shit like that
Then post a new ting a whole month later with similar stats
Huh, how many laptops Chris got streaming his songs on loop?
No, really, I'm curious, you got family streaming shit all in groups or sum?
Put wicked under my boots or sum
This no longer 'bout music
Saw Six Feet Under cover art, now I'm really boutta put Chris through it
If you could get AI to write words out like they make your covers
Maybe you'd make a song that push you along and make you discovered, son
Bandlab
Only fans of your song is the laugh track
Talking that shit
Saying people said this, said that, looking for them made my head scratch
Where your head at?
He said I'm stumbling, I'm boutta humble him, this shit barely a mission
But it got me wondering, is it a double sin, if I bury a Christian?
Your whole entourage getting packed, just wait 'till I finish this verse, bro
I don't really know how you found my real name, but it really ain't hurt, bro
Unbothered, by it
You ain't worth losing to
No beat creds, for producers, too
The Em beats got better grooves than you
Or wait, the NF ones, or-
Linkin Park? Wait I'm lost
Which one
Which artist are you copying? At least one
He been jacking other flows since release one
Pull the beanie off your eyes, or you'll be spun
Dark Clouds, I don't really wanna do it but I'll do it if he needs sum'
Every artist on his album is a weak one
Couldn't understand Ashford through that accent that Mathers gave him
And I ain't ever heard no good Blackheart track so I have to fade him
Purgatory think his words important, each bar he got a lot to say
But all that violent talk don't mean you hard that mean you compensating
Waiting for y'all to drop a song that you can hold a beat, now I lost my patience
Rhyming every damn syllable is not lyrical, you not complicated
I've been making art from the soul, y'all writing raps in your awkward stages
How many more album drops with no listeners 'till you off these stages?
How many times I gotta tell y'all to stop playing with me
This shit too easy
How many more body bags are y'all tryna have in my singles list?
I burried you with my first track, I ain't even have to write a single diss
See you going kinda metal now, think you better now? Pussy, sing to this
At least you got your name right, it's a nightmare that you think you spit
Couple bucks and you think you're rich
Scrap my verse cause you got outdid
I got the file, we can get involved if you ain't tryna stall, I'll make you a hit
No amount of shock value gonna stock value in you, you ain't controversial
Not a soul got a thought 'bout you except me,
And promise those thoughts hurtful
Might share your songs to the army, they can put them on when they torturing victims
My pen write stories out for the soul, yours write stories for kids with
Insecurity, no maturity, lack of purity, venomous wishlists (sounds like you)
It's quite embarrassing that you thought you was really gonna have me with this shit (sounds like you)
Don't forget who in your DMs saving you and helping out
Sugar coating all the bad criticisms so it's my fault your album made it out
Sorry everybody, it's a lot worse he's got hidden, I might have to take it out
Don't make me tell em'
Don't make me tell em'
Pre-rebrand, you won't make it out
Saved your albums, homie, better save yourself
Ha-ha!
Dark clouds
Dark clouds
The devil keeps on starring in the videos
They say it in the lyrics, and it's all part of the ritual
They hide it in plain sight, take a look at all the
Nightmare, nightmare, nightmare, nightmare
Dark clouds
Ha-ha! That's me laughing at you
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Okay, got two classics on strap, Colson is running fades, huh
Turn to an animal if he act out, bro we hunting game, huh
It ain't no accident
I ain't here from being a passivist
They play Nebsy when they practicing
To beat that you gotta be f*cking great
Let's get this f*cking straight
I think you got a little bit tired out while you were lying on me
Thinking you the greatest in your own lane when you can't even get in my league
You the embodiment of that eye line on MTBMB
Pull up on you, empty the whole thing
Every record, we making a scene
Dissing every damn body on the whole planet but failing to mention the kid
It's funny, they always forget
Flip-flopping styles so much, I don't even really know what I'mma diss
But let's start with this
Those stream numbers feel a little off, are you sure that they really exist?
3k streams is a pipe dream when you putting out shit like that
Then post a new ting a whole month later with similar stats
Huh, how many laptops Chris got streaming his songs on loop?
No, really, I'm curious, you got family streaming shit all in groups or sum?
Put wicked under my boots or sum
This no longer 'bout music
Saw Six Feet Under cover art, now I'm really boutta put Chris through it
If you could get AI to write words out like they make your covers
Maybe you'd make a song that push you along and make you discovered, son
Bandlab
Only fans of your song is the laugh track
Talking that shit
Saying people said this, said that, looking for them made my head scratch
Where your head at?
He said I'm stumbling, I'm boutta humble him, this shit barely a mission
But it got me wondering, is it a double sin, if I bury a Christian?
Your whole entourage getting packed, just wait 'till I finish this verse, bro
I don't really know how you found my real name, but it really ain't hurt, bro
Unbothered, by it
You ain't worth losing to
No beat creds, for producers, too
The Em beats got better grooves than you
Or wait, the NF ones, or-
Linkin Park? Wait I'm lost
Which one
Which artist are you copying? At least one
He been jacking other flows since release one
Pull the beanie off your eyes, or you'll be spun
Dark Clouds, I don't really wanna do it but I'll do it if he needs sum'
Every artist on his album is a weak one
Couldn't understand Ashford through that accent that Mathers gave him
And I ain't ever heard no good Blackheart track so I have to fade him
Purgatory think his words important, each bar he got a lot to say
But all that violent talk don't mean you hard that mean you compensating
Waiting for y'all to drop a song that you can hold a beat, now I lost my patience
Rhyming every damn syllable is not lyrical, you not complicated
I've been making art from the soul, y'all writing raps in your awkward stages
How many more album drops with no listeners 'till you off these stages?
How many times I gotta tell y'all to stop playing with me
This shit too easy
How many more body bags are y'all tryna have in my singles list?
I burried you with my first track, I ain't even have to write a single diss
See you going kinda metal now, think you better now? Pussy, sing to this
At least you got your name right, it's a nightmare that you think you spit
Couple bucks and you think you're rich
Scrap my verse cause you got outdid
I got the file, we can get involved if you ain't tryna stall, I'll make you a hit
No amount of shock value gonna stock value in you, you ain't controversial
Not a soul got a thought 'bout you except me,
And promise those thoughts hurtful
Might share your songs to the army, they can put them on when they torturing victims
My pen write stories out for the soul, yours write stories for kids with
Insecurity, no maturity, lack of purity, venomous wishlists (sounds like you)
It's quite embarrassing that you thought you was really gonna have me with this shit (sounds like you)
Don't forget who in your DMs saving you and helping out
Sugar coating all the bad criticisms so it's my fault your album made it out
Sorry everybody, it's a lot worse he's got hidden, I might have to take it out
Don't make me tell em'
Don't make me tell em'
Pre-rebrand, you won't make it out
Saved your albums, homie, better save yourself
Ha-ha!
Dark clouds
Dark clouds
The devil keeps on starring in the videos
They say it in the lyrics, and it's all part of the ritual
They hide it in plain sight, take a look at all the
Writer: Blake Abbott
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid