Yo, it's your boy, the king of the scene,
While you’re stuck in your plot, living in a meme,
I’m sipping on that wisdom, you’re drowning in the mess,
Your tweets got less flavor than a bland, stale guess.
Yo, I’m the word wizard, spitting bars that ignite,
You’re lost in the shadows, I’m shining so bright.
Your bland tweets are like a soggy old fry,
While I’m the gourmet, serving truth on the fly.
You shine like a diamond, but I'm the whole mine,
Your bars are so weak, they should come with a sign,
While I’m crafting classics, you’re just spinning your wheels,
I’m the flavor in your soup, you’re the crumbs in your meals.
Yo, I'm the chef, cooking lyrics in the kitchen,
While you're just a patron, too scared to get to wishing.
Your lines are like your dreams, forever on hold,
While I’m the plot twist, daring and bold.
You think you're a chef, but you're more like a clown,
Serving up your dreams while I'm wearing the crown.
Your kitchen's a mess, while I cook up the gold,
Spitting wisdom so hot, even ice cubes fold.
Yo, I'm the kingpin, calling out your bluff,
Your rhymes are like your meals, just a little too tough.
You think you're a chef, but where's your fine cuisine?
I'm dishing out the heat, while you're stuck in the routine.
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