[Intro] You know, I never wanted to be in this beef, until these p**y a** cowards tried to stop our posse Onemanband, my little wittle Stan Man, this guy's got a terrible diss plan [Verse 1] You're a one man band because no one wants to join you Little f**ing f*ggot, even your own squad hates you You were dissin for attention, not me, and you're still irrelevant Eat your own words, boy, you're out of your element You want your name mentioned but truthfully no one gives a sh** But I'm a sympathetic thug, that's why I mentioned you for a little bit You're a coward, pathetic, your claim to fame's your pink name The most abusive and power hungry med, you make all pink named people feel ashamed Get the f** outta this beef unless you want an fat L "Married, Zade dissed us man!" You were saved by the bell, b**h [Verse 2] Hell yeah, Hell was unleashed when our names were mentioned Now it's fullblown carnage, time to trap your a** in detention Eat your own words b**h, I'm bout to turn Shaolin Land to dust There's an uncontrollable hunger in me, I'm full of bloodlust Too afraid to say my name, Zade? I k**ed Terrence and Phillips Your chefs gave me a sh** appetizer, what will you give me? A measly sk**et? You aren't better than them, so you s** on Shaolin's dick Hoping he'll give you med, even though your current ranking won't stick You'll go back to being a white hat, while Nas tells me I Will Prevail Steal the rank of ScopeY and Shaolin, while you're rotting in hell 72 bars doesn't put a halt to me, go back to stripping for Shaolin, your insults are wack to me There's a reason your birth certificate was an apology from the condom factory! Just like ALLCAPS and Shaolin too, you have more than one thing in common now, which was being a fool I'm a product of the streets, while your parents buy you a bunch of products of Prada Go back to popping pills and pissing yourself because you know you can't beat me, f**a I hustled to survive, I'm filled with too much energy Now I got these enemies tryna drain it from me Shoutout to Champagne Papi, I started from the bottom and you started with your parents money I've already spit 29 bars and your career's over, sorry honey! We're like Drake while you're Joe Budden You made a lyrical miracle sh** diss and you still aren't buzzin 32 bars is all it took for me to end you It took 72 for you to end JC and the rest of my crew Go back to IQ whoring, it's the only thing you're good at This Fight isn't over, Chef's still in Shambles, f** off a**hat You've broken this treaty, you can make no amends The only good beat you've ever laid was on your girlfriend b**h [Outro] Haha! Freestyled half this sh**! f** Onemanband! f** Zade! Woo!