Shaolin_Chef - Hell Unleashed (ScopeY, Gabbles, Chef, ALLCAPS Diss) lyrics

[Intro] Man, f** this sh**. I'm done playing. Toronto fam way up! Haha! Woo! [Verse 1] You're a b**h, f**ing p**y, stay back in the kitchen You never even bothered to heed our warnings, and now you'll be wishing We hadn't just written what we've always been spitting Little f**ing p**y a** coward, this ain't no competition That goes for you too Gabbles, I'm better than Jigga You have wet dreams about him and fap to him, n***a ALLCAPS, keep it lowercase, you're not mighty and big, you small Exactly like your dick size, that's why no one lets you in the boys bathroom stalls! (Haha) f** yeah, we rep Toronto n***a s** my dick Gabbles, yous getting bodied by a baby n***a! Like Jay, I'm top 5, but there's a difference I'm four spots above him, I'm number one, while you're insignificant Not even top f**ing million in your entire damn country I never meant to snap like this, but you unleashed the beast, sorry honey I don't need to be Jay when I'm already better than him Go back to getting smashed by Chef with ALLCAPS, go back to your own kin While Jay, JC, and I go back to running the streets You can stay in the kitchen while you're trying to cook meat You act like you're so big and tough until you mess with us beasts Shoutout to 50 Cent, we're always bringing the Heat Sorry ScopeY, but you ain't like Fifty, see? The f**er's got talent and he runs the streets like me You can go back to dating Gabbles, you're the guy on his picture next to him Maybe you two can f** and produce more of your own kin! We'd have to k** him off though, since they'll be like you, toxic waste We don't need them polluting our air, what a waste of space Sorry Gabbles, I don't mean to fill you with sorrow But I'm getting the digits from your f**ing mother for a dollar tomorrow! [Hook] Haha! Hell Unleashed man! We bringing the heat man! [Verse Two - JC Assa**in] This a gamble with Gabbles, I gotta grab the gravel My gravity never travel, unravel bars from the gavel b**h I die hard, yippie ki yay n***as on the boulevard Toronto tell 'em we going hard, they should stay in the graveyard Terrence and Phillip? You poverty stricken Chicken dropping after half your team was quitting Never gotta be counting on my padres, n***a Haven't heard from ALLCAPS or Shaolin all day, n***a Ring of fire sh** when I circulate n***as Johnny Cash machines, I'm still the hurricane, n***as! Don't explain, we all know Shaolin fornicate n***as Next time you see me, I aim 48's n***as This is hell unleashed Hell is complete, at least until you claim your defeat Call you a priest, call you the police, this a masterpiece Actually vandalize the master key, Japanese How a fake emcee gon' f** with a Genius nominee You tried bombing me, you gotta shape up, geometry Got the policy, constantly smoking broccoli Novelty, honestly, my rhymes higher quality Anthology, story of my life, where's your apology Tell Gabbles to respect my authority, obviously Only dollars ScopeY get is in Monopoly No curiosity, JC, MTTG, we the prophecy! [Hook] [Outro] Haha! Stay in your boring a** day job, Gabbles! Woo! Go YoungToronto. We rep our posse good! Haha. Your mother gon' have a fun a** time with me, Gabbles. Maybe I'll bring ScopeY's too Wait, she ugly as hell! Haha...