[Part 1: The Old Head]

[Verse 1]
Fuck mumble rap, and anyone who likes that
If you come at me with that, you can kiss my ass
I like tracks that don't rap about ass or drugs
Or coke or lean or whatever that Lil Pump does
In fact, I hate this new age rap- their tape sucks
It don't skill to get big now- it takes luck
It sounds like a dick's in your mouth when you try to speak
All these mumblin' mothafuckas stay blowin' on their knees
They'll be gone in a year in a half- and that's a fact
I'll walk up in their studio, take the autotune off
And I'll release their tracks
That way the public can see how much of a scam you are
Death to mumble rap, your eulogy is these bars

[Part 2: The Cool Ad Guy]

[Intro 1]
Ha ha ha ha ha
Oh, I love doing this stuff
Ok, look, look
Yea, wah wah wah wah

[Verse 2]
I got this game, and it's called RAID
And it's fun to play after a long day
Let me show you all the ways that you can have fun
After someone rubbed you the wrong way
Click the link down low to go ahead and download
You get so many perks just from that link
It's all-around dope- 100K silver
Nobody else can have it- two clan boss keys
Turn a man into a savage, and you also get a ten piece of these mystery shards
Trade them in for champions you can use to defeat the boss
Look, everybody wanna be the one up at the top
Use the link in the description to get a head start
It's an RPG game, free to play
With PvPs and enemies to slay
Four-hundred champions to win and customize
Make 'em fly, make 'em fight everyone else, and cut them eyes
And it's only available for the next few days
After that you get no perks, and gotta start from the base
So download it now, as we say thanks to RAID
'Cause they hate boring games, just as much as you and me (Woo!)
[Interlude 1]
Alright, you guys know how much I love shouting out the sponsors
Shout out to the homies over at RAID for sponsoring this video
They've been on this channel a couple times
You guys already know how sick and amazing these people are
But if you don't know who they are
Go down to the description below, click that link
You guys get a lot of special stuff
If you click that link to play this game
It's an RPG game where you get to beat the ever living shit out of people
If you click that link you get one-hundred-thousand free silver which is a huge head start in the game
You get two clan boss keys which helps you get further in the new "Faction" mode that they have
You get ten mystery shards- and it's hard to earn mystery shards in the game, so having ten upfront is nuts
You can use those to unlock new champions
To get stronger and beat the fuck outta more people
And you also get a free champion called, "The Executioner," which is a solid champion to have to start off this game
So much much love to RAID, I love these guys
Absolutely amazing people over there
We're gonna continue to work together, hopefully
As long as you guys continue to show them support
Guys, if you have any competitive bone in your body like I do, you're gonna go down to the descripton
Download this game, show some love to RAID
And go beat the fuck out of people

[Part 3: The Club Rapper]
[Chorus 1]
Pop it, pop it back
Pop it, pop it back
Pop it, pop it back
Pop it, pop it back (Make that ass clap)

[Verse 3]
Pop it back and reverse that ass
Round of applause- no hands, make it clap
Look so good- baby girl, you a snack
When you push it on back, I'ma push it right back
Make babies on the dance floor
All the ladies gettin' jealous at the way we movin'
Girl, you make a man sore
Baby girl, if you don't mind
Let's take it back to my crib, and I'll hit it from behind
Make ya pop it, pop it back

[Chorus 1]
Pop it, pop it back
Pop it, pop it back
Pop it, pop it back (Make that ass clap)
Pop it, pop it back
Pop it, pop it back
Pop it, pop it back
Pop it, pop it back (Make that ass clap)
[Part 4: The "I Hope Mom Doesn't Hear Me"]

[Verse 4]
My momma's in the room right next door to me
I gotta keep it quiet, gotta keep it low key
She might get mad if she finds out I rap
But if you diss me, you gon' get hit with the gat

[Interlude 2]
(What are you doin'?)
Nothin', nothin'
Ayy, that was fire tho

[Part 5: The Hick Hopper]

[Chorus 2]
Woah, woah, Lord, why have you forsaken me?
You got me down in Mississippi where I don't wanna be

[Verse 5]
Down in Mississippi where the green grass grows
Where the men love women, and they don't have hoes
Never heard of molly, never smoked crack
All we do is work hard and break our backs
Get up on a tractor and mow the hay field
So my baby has a place to stay and make our meals
As she makes our meals, I'ma make our mills
Get a multi platinum track, and it's gon' pay our bills
Sunday mornings, I go to church
And when I come back home, I spit that verse
And if you ever think the fame is gonna get to my head
There's a better chance of a rooster goin' to lay an egg, singin'-

[Chorus 2]
Woah, woah, Lord, why have you forsaken me?
You got me down in Mississippi where I don't wanna be (Everybody now!)
Woah, woah, Lord, why have you forsaken me?
You got me down in Mississippi where I don't wanna be
(Everybody now!)
Woah, woah, Lord, why have you forsaken me?
You got me down in Mississippi where I don't wanna be

[Part 6: The Guy Who Can't Hit The Down Beat]

[Interlude 3]
Ayy, ayy, it's fuckin' hot in here
God dang
Alright, we're goin' black shirt right now
Woo, yea, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,oh
Man, I be ki- Fuck!
Okay, hold on, gonna wait for the down beat
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
One, two- one, two, three, four, five
I don't with- fuck! God!
Alright, fuck it, I can't do it

[Part 7: The Guy who Disses Anyone and Everyone]

[Intro 2]
Let me see these fuckin' rappers on here
All those mothafuckas with big channels
He sucks, he sucks
I could diss him- I could diss him, too
Yeah, fuck it, I got this

[Verse 7]
Yo, fuck Scru- He smells like poop
Fuck Crypt- He's got no dick
Fuck Vin Jay, 'cause my friends say he's a dick
And I'm not gay
Fuck Mac Lethal- I don't know why
I just wanna diss anybody in sight
Fuck Dax and Tom MacDonald
Upchurch sucks, he is awful
ImDontai and CHVSE, don't get up in my way
'Cause if you do, I hit you with my lyrical bullets
Up in the face, ayy
I'm the best up in the game
Quadeca is really lame
Who names an album after an app?
He ain't nothin' but a shame

[Part 8: The Rhyme Zoner]

[Verse 8]
I made my verse just from Rhyme Zone
When I was ten, I got an iPhone
No one's fuckin' with my flow
I'm grown, it's my throne
'Cause I've shown what I know
I grow silohs in my home
White notes, High gross
I might go psycho like hoes
Aight bro, my zone- I fly drones
I sigh, I might fight five guys
Ride home- why do I feel so dry?
My flow is wetter than a girl fuckin' a guy

[Interlude 4]
That was actually really difficult to do

[Part 9: The Clout Chaser]

[Chorus 3: MC Nemesis]
Call me the champ- Chris Jericho
Here to lion tame your ego
Call me the champ- Chris Jericho
Here to lion tame your ego

[Verse 9: MC Nemesis]
Hi Cordell- that means unlucky
Jan' fourth, Crypt born in Kentucky
Two members of the bluegrass state met at the lake
Made a mistake
It was the Spring of '95
Two hicks got too drunk 'n to high
They checked into the Bates Motel, then proceeded to make Cordell
You shouldn't of been born
They should of left you in a drain storm
I'm here to cap this Capricorn
Used to be Cordglass21
At games you ass, at rap you dumb
You're coarse- wiry comparin' traps
You couldn't stabilize your flat raps
You just soundin' like fast mud flaps

[Interlude 5]
(*chuckles*)
Aw, he said in the Spring of '95, my parents met up
I was born in January of '95, so... that's after I was born
And, uh, Bates Motel is not in Kentucky
I don't really know what to say there, uh
But, yea, there's your shout out, homie

[Part 10: The Clout Killer (MC Nemesis Diss)]

[Intro 3]
(*chuckles*)
You wanted this man, I have no idea why

[Verse 10]
Look, look
I listened to your diss but it's more like Vincent Van Gogh
That's definitely deaf in the ear that's left on his damn dome
You paintin' pictures of situations that don't exist
Like how I commented back, and you thought that is was a diss
Well, that wasn't- and this barely is
I got so much dirt on dude that I could bury him
But I'll keep it quiet, 'cause I see he's quick to make a story
I'll prick him a little bit and then he'll act like this was gorey
So Aaron, I know your happy that you found my name
But my name is Aaron- Famous Birthdays didn't show that, did they?
You flexed your Google skills and thought, "That's tough"
Well I Googled you too, and nothing fuckin popped up
But I know some people, that know some people, that know you
I'll make the trip to Beagle, and we can see what you gon' do
Not a fuckin' thing, 'cause you never leave your house
How the fuck you make a diss with that puppy's tongue in your mouth?
He's like his favorite peanut butter- chunky with no nuts
He puts it on his dick and lets the puppy lick it up, so he can cum
Someone call PETA- get that beagle and take it away
But then he'll make a diss and say that they're the one to blame
Cordell is a name that I gave Red Reserve to put on their website
'Cause it's the name that I prefer
But it's not the name that I was birthed with
Your research was surface, your first diss was worthless
Bitch, you won't ever hurt Crypt with words or your hands
'Cause you're too busy typin'
Mad at me about the tournament, 'cause you weren't invited
But I invite rappers only, and you're the wrong kind
You're the type that's in the trash next to every single line
That you ever fuckin' wrote
Dude, you're just a fuckin' joke
I bet me talkin' bout you makes you want to go and start to stroke
Just leave me the fuck alone- I don't wanna make you ghost
But if you fuck with me some more, there's just some things I can't control
Mr. Hall, I'm appalled that you got so many channels
Yet you couldn't channel the ability to get me canceled
It's kinda cute that you use them to boost your own comments
I clicked on these people- and like you, they got no content
And they're only subbed to you- made on the same day
You got seven likes on your vid, but five of them were fake
And 1 of them is me, 'cause I'm a nice guy
I shared your vid with my fans and told 'em to say "Hi"
But now you're actin' outta pocket
The hate? I didn't cause it
Dude, you brought it on yourself
And played the victim- just be honest
You said that you were better, so I let you try to prove it
Told my fans to give you a view, but you just couldn't do it
Check the internet anywhere, and see if I talked shit
Even after your diss, I never poked nor digged
But you just kept comin' back like a bitch in heat
Begging to get fucked, but my fans were fucking you for me
But back to Red Reserve- I fuckin' left that shit
I outgrew the team- that fact is evident
Did you think that you would say the name, and I'd be shittin' out excrements?
If you look at my vids, the name's on the chair in which I sit
And who the fuck is Zooma? Did you just google FaZe?
Picked out a name and thought I dated them
And hope that it would resonate?
Your words are harmless Internet flicks- hit 'em and go
You should watch that show, 'cause you ain't got no rhythm nor flow
Makin' wrestlin' references but you've hit rock bottom
This is your last ride, 'cause the Walls of Jericho have fallen!

[Outro]
Alright, dawg
No idea who you are or why you did this
But I hope you got what you wanted out of it, man
Uh, continue on, whatever your name is that dissed me, uh
At the end of the day, they're just words to me, man
I'm not offended by your shit
Um, well, I mean, I kinda am, 'cause I made this
But, um, you definitely won't be hearing back from me anymore
Um, continue on with your stuff, bro
Hopefully you get the attention and subs that you wanted
Love you guys
Peace the fuck out
Woo! Uh! Uh!
I should probably end the video
Okay, that's where the beat stops
See you guys in the next video