MGK Diss Track #2

[Intro] (B**t drops with gritty bassline and sharp snares) [Verse 1] Yo, they call you the rebel, but you’re just a pretender, Switched up your flow like a seasonal trend, huh? Went from spittin’ bars to whinin’ on guitar, Now you’re Pop-Punk’s mascot—ain’t nobody starin’ far. You tried to clash with the greats, got flattened in seconds, Your rhymes got no teeth, just chrome braces, I’m reckon’. Machine G*n? More like a water pistol click, All bark, no bullets—man, your career’s a glitch. [Chorus] You thought you’d rise, but the crown’s too heavy, From Cleveland streets to Hollywood confetti. Lost your edge in the bleach and the eyeliner, MGK—more like MG-Nah, retire. [Verse 2] Remember Rap Devil? That was your last stand, Then you tucked tail and joined a boy band. Punk’s not d**d, but you sure killed your cred, Trading mic skills for TikTok cred? Nah, I’d rather sled. You dissed legends, but they didn’t blink, Now you’re screamin’ ‘bout breakups while we drinkin’ the ink. A king? Nah, you’re just court jester, Chasing fame’s shadow—your legacy’s a question. [Verse 3] You claim you’re wild, but your fire’s a flicker, Real rebels don’t quit when the game gets quicker. We grind in the shadows, you chase spotlight beams, Your “voice of a generation”? More like bad dreams. So fade to the back, let the real ones reign, Your 15 minutes? Clock’s tickin’—no remain. This ain’t hate, it’s a fact-checkin’ lesson, MGK, next time, aim higher with your confession. [Outro] (B**t fades with a distorted guitar riff and echoing laughter)