Kendrick Lamar atuma diss kwa J Cole na Drake

Kendrick Lamar atuma diss kwa J Cole na Drake

Meet the Grahams

Verse 1: Ujumbe mahsusi kwa Adonis (Mtoto wa kiume wa Drake)

Dear Adonis, I'm sorry that that man is your father, let me be honest
It takes a man to be a man, your dad is not responsive
I look at him and wish your grandpa woulda wore a condom
I'm sorry that you gotta grow up and then stand behind him
Life is hard, I know, the challenges always gone be this home
Sometimes our parents make mistakes that affect us until we grown
And you a good kid that need good leadership
Let me be your mentor, since your daddy don't teach you sh!t
Never let a man p!ss on your leg, son
Either you die right there or pop that man in the head, son
Never fall in the escort business, that's bad religion
Always remember, you could be a b!tch even if you got b!tches
Never code switch, whether right or wrong, you a black man
Even if it don't benefit your goals, do some push ups
Get some discipline, don't cut them corners like your daddy did, f**k what Ozempic did
Don't pay to play with them Brazilians, get a gym membership
Understand, no throwing rocks and hiding hands, that's law
Don't be ashamed 'bout who you with, that's how he treat your moms
Don't have a kid to hide a kid to hide again, be sure
Five percent will comprehend but ninety-five is loss
Be proud of who you are, your strength come from within
Lotta superstars that's real, but your daddy ain't one of them
And you nothing like him, you'll carry yourself as king
Can't understand me right now, just play this when you 18
 
Meet the Grahams

Verse 2: Ujumbe mahsusi kwa Sandra na Denis (Wazazi wa Drake)

Dear Sandra, your son got some habits, I hope you don't undermine them
Especially with all the girls that's hurt inside this climate
You a woman, so you know how it feels to be in alignment
With emotion and hoping a man can see you and not be blinded
Dear Dennis, you gave birth to a master manipulator
Even using you to prove who he is is a huge favor
I think you should ask for more paper, and more paper
And more, uh, more paper
I'm blaming you for all his gambling addictions
Psychopath intuition, the man who like to play victim
You raised a horrible f**king person, the nerve of you, Dennis
Sandra, sit down, what I'm about to say is heavy, now listen
Mhm, your son's a sick man with sick thoughts
I think n!ggas like him should die
Him and Weinstein should get f**ked up in a cell for the rest they life
He hates black woman, hypersexualizes them, with kinks of a nympho fetish
Grew facial hair 'cause he understand being a beard just fit him better
He got sex offenders on OVO that he keep on a monthly allowance
A child should never be compromised and he keeping his child around them
And we gotta raise our daughters knowing there's predators like him lurking
F**k a rap battle, he should die so all of these women can live with a purpose
I been in this industry twelve years, I'ma tell y'all one lil' secret
It's some weird sh!t going on and some of these artists be here to police it
They be streamlining victims all inside of they home and calling em Tinder
Then leak videos of themselves to further push their agendas
To any woman that be playing his music, know that you're playing your sister
Or better, you're selling your niece, to the weirdos, not the good ones
Katt Williams said, "Get you the truths, " so I'ma get mines
The embassy 'bout to get raided, too, it's only a matter of time
Ayy, LeBron, keep the family away, hey, Curry, will you keep the family away?
To anybody that embody the love for they kids, keep the family away
They looking at you too if you standing by him, keep the family away
I'm looking to shoot through any pervert that lives, keep the family safe.
 
Meet the Grahams

Verse 3: Ujumbe mahsusi kwa mtoto wa kike wa Drake asiyejulikana 🤷🏾

Dear baby girl, I'm sorry that your father not active inside your world
He don't commit to much but his music, yeah, that's for sure
He a narcissist, misogynist, living inside his songs
Try destroy families rather than taking care of his own
Should be teaching you time tables or watching Frozen with you
Or at your eleventh birthday, singing poems with you
Instead, he be in Turks, paying for sex and popping Percs
Examples that you don't deserve
I wanna tell you that you're loved, you're brave, you're kind
You got a gift to change the world, and to change your father's mind
'Cause our children is the future, but he lives inside confusion
Money's always been illusion, but that's the life he's used to
His father prolly didn't claim him neither
History do repeats itself, sometimes it don't need a reason
But how I like to say it's not your fault he's hiding another child
Give 'em grace, it's the reason I made Mr. Morale
So our babies like you can cope later
Give you some confidence to go through something, it's hope later
I never wanna hear you chase a man 'cause his fell behavior
Sitting in the club with sugar daddies for validation
You need to know that love is eternity and trumps all pain
I'll tell you who your father is, just play this song when it rains
Yes, he's a hitmaker, songwriter, superstar, right
And a f**king deadbeat that should never see more life
Meet the Grahams
 
Meet the Grahams

Verse 4: Ujumbe mahsusi kwa Drake

Dear Aubrey, I know you probably thinking I wanted to crash your party
But truthfully, I don't have a hating bone in my body
This supposed to be a good exhibition within the game
But you f**ked up the moment you called out my family's name
Why you had to stoop so low to discredit some decent people?
Guess integrity is lost when the metaphors doesn't reach you
And I like to understand 'cause your house was never a home
37, but you showing up as a 7-year-old
You got gambling problems, drinking problems
Pill-popping and spending problems, bad with money, whorehouse
Soliciting women problems, therapy's a lovely start
But I suggest some ayahuasca, strip the ego from the bottom
I try to empathize with you, 'cause I know that you ain't been through nothing
Crave entitlement, but wanna be liked so bad that it's puzzling
No dominance, let's recap moments when you didn't fit in
No secret handshakes with your friend
No coach or cache to bench, just disrespecting your mother
Identities on the fence, don't know which family will love ya
The skin that you're living in is compromised in personas
Can't channel your masculine even when your standing next to a woman
You a body shamer, you gone hide them baby mommas, ain't ya?
You embarrassed of 'em, that ain't right, that ain't how momma raised us
Take that mask off, I wanna see what's under them achievements
Why believe you? You never gave us nothing to believe in
'Cause you lied about religious views, you lied about your surgery
You lied about your accent and your past tense, all is perjury
You lied about your ghostwriters, you lied about your crew members
They all pu**y, you lied on 'em, I know they all got you in 'em
You lied about your son, you lied about your daughter, huh
You lied about them other kids that's out there hoping that you come
You lied about the only artist that can offer you some help
F**k a rap battle, this a long life battle with yourself
 
“And you a good kid that need good leadership
Let me be your mentor, since your daddy don't teach you sh!t”

Damn!!!!!
😂😂😂😂
 
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Feisal2020 said:
Jamaa hakukataa uwezo wa Kenny wala kusema kuwa Drake anaweza kushinda hii battle tu alikua anakataa kwamba Euphoria ni diss track kali, kitu ambacho ni kweli.
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Nah...jamaa hakusema hivyo...kwanza ye ni fan wa ovo....so hakuwahi kumkubali k dot, weka rekodi sawa kwanza. Tukirudi kwenye diss track ya Euphoria..ni track nzuri sana sema kwa mtu mvivu kumeng'enya mambo huwezi muelewa k dot.
 
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