RIP Ru$$

[Produced by Sykamore] [Verse One: Tha Clip] First off, let me say I ain't really focused On your diss, got enough beef to feed the homeless But I'm standing up for me and my other homies I'm making music, ending you is just a bonus You're banking on the idea that this'll help you get noticed But what you didn't know is I'm already ready to blow this Way out of proportion Man you talking like you got a fortune It's unfortunate You have me as an opponent All you know how to do is call me gay It's all you can say Do you really know me anyway Do your research Before you try to diss me first I know you Russell man, you couldn't be worse Stop rapping, I don't appreciate your behavior Stunna dissed you and you replied an hour later Where's you life at? Couldn't you do something greater With your time Rhymes ain't really working in your favor Hater So you can go to sleep nigga Six feet deep nigga You probably deep throating for cash on the street nigga Danger-Ru$$_stan ain't really one of your fans He's sarcastic, that's something you won't understand Trauma on your side, you think you got [?] When he asked for a collaboration from Stunna himself Get out the game, it ain't beneficial to your health Danger-Ru$$, you more of a danger to yourself Nigga [Verse Two: P-Stunna] I ain't gonna eat I ain't gonna sleep I ain't gonna rest til this nigga kiss my feet And learn to respect the MC that is me Russell, me and you ain't even on the same level You falling further and further below me, say hi to the devil I dated a Pakistani and Pakyed is not my homie So get out here with that racism, even though it's corny I wasn't offended cause I know you can't be serious You with my girl, dude you must be delirious The day your bank account reach a single comma I'll be whiter than a ghost, looking like J Trauma Talking bout you ball, Like Amar'e A dude, from my school, my city, man I'm sorry That you honestly wanna be like me that much Trynna idolize OTS, man I had a hunch You really wanna diss the O-Town Spitters Then shout out Stoudmire, who's an O-Town nigga? Man I caught you slippin And red's a nice color for the floor on yo kitchen Man I gotta charge a extra fee Cause I also gotta whack your boyfriend XX_E Little bitch