

Prompt / Lyrics
Verse 1 I don’t sign deals, I sign destinies, They sign checks, I write histories. Dickemdown mad he can’t touch the throne, Runs in circles, but the crown’s already home. Zerorez thinking he’s next on the docket, I glance at him, his bars already pocketed. SL Bandit screaming like a toddler in rage, I write a verse, he disappears off the page. 96oose flopping, still trying to flex, I see through him like he’s missing some specs. Dashxxvibes dissing Dolls, what a miscalculation, I harvest all weakness, call it my occupation. Verse 2 They call me vampire, I call them snacks, Every diss they drop, I fold and stack. Dickemdown still bitter, trying to gnaw, I spit a line, he pause, jaw hit the floor. Zerorez confused, can’t even catch the pun, I drop double entendres while he’s still in the sun. SL Bandit rapping like a wind-up toy, I’m the ghost in the system, he can’t destroy. Dashxxvibes plotting, but I laugh at the effort, I’m already immortal, they just temporary, I assert. Verse 3 Dickemdown running like he late to his own funeral, I move slow, precise, my style supernatural. Zerorez flopping, missed every bar I sent, My lines pierce charts, his lines barely dent. SL Bandit still thinking he got a chance, I’m the shadow in the back, making him dance. Dashxxvibes barking, Dolls still untouchable, I spit a ledger of facts, my style uncrushable. I don’t need hype, I don’t need clout, Every verse I drop leave a permanent drought. Verse 4 Dickemdown, Zerorez, SL Bandit in line, Try to flex, but their rhymes decline. Dashxxvibes lost in the same loop, I move like a predator, silent in the coup. I don’t just diss, I educate fear, Every name I mention, their ego disappear. You want bars? I’m a library of pain, They scribble in notebooks, I write in champagne. Legacy written while they chase applause, I exist above, immune to their flaws. Verse 5 Dickemdown, Zerorez, Bandit, Dashxxvibes — I’m cataloging clowns while I live my lives. Every attempt at me just proves my dominance, I’m the vampire, they the casual audience. I walk slow, speak sharp, pen colder than ice, Every line dissecting their failure precise. They wanted smoke, I gave eternal shade, By the time they figure it out, my legend made. No hook, no repeat, just lyrical execution, This track is the deed, I don’t need absolution.
Tags
Mumble Rap,Distorted Beat, Low-Pitched, Heavy bass, Auto-Tune, live audience, rap R&b, east cost, 2000s, poetic, dark
2:29
No
2/14/2026