None Like Joshua
Me Vs Every Body
[Intro]
Yo, this is my final form

[Verse 1]
OK, it's me versin' every body up in this rap shit
Call it body language 'cause I'll body ya with the facts spit
Write a body, ain't no intro to this paragraph if
We grapplin' like I'm Baki, look at my body, shut his trap quick
No bodies at your concert, know you botting all of your numbers
While I put in all of the hard work, see the money get stacked in
Never needed to be a part of a student body at the Harvard
To see a fraud alert when you start a verse and get to yappin', uh
I feel like Madara, I'm dyin' for some action
Kamikaze any squad who still be talkin' in their chat with
All my opps, hear them gossip more than my last chick, and
Post their cappin' in the caption 'till I comment their addrеss like

[Interlude 1]
Surprise, bitch!

[Verse 2]
All that talk
Why you wanna fuckin' walk your mouth?
When I run up, bitch, you shut up
Watch you droppin' hard onto thе ground
Take this knife out of my back, Harakiri, you a disgrace
That'll be one less body on my hitlist to erase
That'll be one less rat, I don't even have to race
Put him in the body shop, somebody call the cops, he crashed before he could
[Interlude 2]
I ain't done with you yet

[Verse 3]
Why you choose to be whinin'?
That's why I choose to be violent
After I die, it's Raphalla
Fame, body count going up like viking
Told you the snakes will be hidin'
Told you don't let 'em divide this
You spoke to Satan for guidance
Won't let you kill me like the body of Christ did
I could duck the whole fight
You move down to Florida, but scared it's tucked tight
Like I'm putting you to sleep for good, trust
That this gon' be your last fuckin' night
One Punchline Man to your body
Lights out
You rap like a will, so dark
What you write down?

[Verse 4]
Inhabitin' your body, but refuse to pay mind
Bitch, no wonder that you got to go and use an AI
In the future you won't tell who rap and who create lines
First they made it, now they use it to track your body online
Fuck a RapGPT like a whack MC
Back from the eighties, lack personality
You robotty with the way you slackin' lyrically
Sound like every body else, another body in a mass grave
Six feet deep 'cause I'm packin' all the heat
Like in Miami, watch you flee when I be shootin' for a three
Like one, two, and that's facts, my G
Now you back on the street, while I'm mackin' on the beach like
Yeah, she got a body oddy oddy ah
And she naughty with the bod
She want to act so thirsty
'Cause I'm that body of water
She said: "Blahdy blahdy blah"
Just give me that bodily harm
She want to give me a body of knowledge
Straight from her bottom to the top
Now I just killed every body I know
Thought I was talkin' 'bout you? You slow
Only competition I got is my own
Mind and body, I'll abuse it at my show
Even co-produced this beat on a roll
So many sounds with the None Like flow
Anybody sayin' I don't listen to rap?
If you don't know, now you know