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Upchurch

Cargo Head

 

Cargo Head


Captain, nothing seems to be appearing on the radar
I don't see it
Upchurch is not a rapper so that was like beating up uh, uh, that was like uh, that was like literally a basketball player winning in the Special Olympics *Laugh* and then bragging, you can't really brag about beating Upchurch in a battle
Church, Church, Church, Church

Hey fuckboy if I fuck you anymore you'll be my fuck toy
Groupies in an uproar 'cause we ain't on the same floor
Go ahead and call me gay, we know I make you butt sore
Sweaty and played out just like a cheap and rugged hump whore in a dump boy
What you wanting dehydrated prick? Thirsty bitch
This is why I drive a fucking hearse and shit
Every verse you spit ain't got enough turbulence to even make me shake or twitch
You shoulda been a white girl you basic trick, kick flip to the X-Game
Review my own roast, yeah he mad I forgot his stupid ass name
Cremation of a artist, I'll put his ashes in my pen
I'll make sure my next album your rap name and chart higher than you kid
Mr. Blue Jean Face, corduroy, overalls
Hunter green crocs curb stomping your glass jaw
Into the asphalt
Saying I ain't a rapper, you done lost your mind
That's why when you look at paper all you jot down is beginner lines
Don't hang on your own word, you're self proclaimed in battle
I'm a Mewtwo you're a Bulbasaur faggot
Yeah I'm pro with the racket, you look like Adidas models
You ain't got not gas, I'm still laying on the throttle
Wing wing on that Yamaha, career chromed way out
I'm flyer than the zipper on my own damn jeans pal
I would say "back down" but that's a code for Munfu and his mouth
And as to how we roll hashtag pussy burnout
Hey gummi worm head, Sister Act looking ass
Sunday school skipping 'cause you scared of Church flames now
Son I got that southern twang like gravy on a biscuit
Your crew look like some skinny hoes with girly hand movements
Is that an MC with bars or a gypsy hippy reading Tarot cards?
With a camouflage scarf on, what the fuck y'all
Nose ring like Rihanna, dry skin give him some water
I'ma have a baby just so you can rap battle my daughter
Yeah you went the wrong way, GPS the nearest Exxon
Before this hillbilly does a hex to get you flexed on
I'm worldwide, my legal name is ending with a dot com
I'm up beside the church, top flite with the God bars
I meant to say gold but I took the L out
Your rap sheet look like Tetris, you got too many shapes now
Here's your third 90 degree angle, you're starting to build a hut now
An L from Clou9 and T-Rev damn build a castle
Dissing you ain't even fun, competition weak
I made my records last week for 2023
And here you are still crying 'bout a hella old beef
Take this last L I'll give you, stop embarrasing your fleet
Before they all leave your page and come subscribe to me
'Cause they know I'm going down as a hip hop OG
You're exactly what Tom MacDonald wrote about and just released
You a cloned motherfucker, what history Blue Jean?
River Rat, thunderbolt like a Pikachu
I already zapped you with a dose and fried your brain just check YouTube
And here's a middle finger and a fourth one for your boyfriend too
I'm glad y'all are still together, you make a really good couple
Tell Munfu to clean his beard from all that mayonnaise and mustard
Yeah, my cheeks are hella red but I don't ever get flustered
Owned by a country star again, write a song about it motherfucker
Church

Shoutout to all the reaction pages out there motherfuckers
Shoutout to all my fans and shit
Hollar boys in this bitch boy

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