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ANGEL HAZE lyrics : "Shut The Fuck Up (Azealia Banks Diss)"

I guess I expected this, partially detected this
You boutta get cut up, frog (*##$es get dissected (*##$.
First off, I respect your diss?you did all your digging first

And tried your hardest and still failed when that didn't work
See you the type of (*##$ to try to son a (*##$ who know u barren
Type of (*##$ to lie about the type of %#@! that's so apparent.

Type of (*##$ to say she good when all her flows be incoherent
Type of (*##$ to make me push her to an edge that she know is hairless
Talking loud on twitter, claiming that you that (*##$.

Flaw as $#&@ in public, a world wide catfish.
This ain't beef nor a match (*##$.
Not a $#&@ing finger laid, just a $#&@ing track ripped

And don't confuse yourself, you not in my lane
My whole style is really $#&@ing out of your range, (*##$.
I could rap circles round your entire set list

Body your life and leave that %#@! unaffected.
You thought that twitter %#@! was just for the blogs
Thought you wouldn't get your whole head cut the $#&@ off

Thought I'd have second thoughts about hitting you off
And When I see you, all I wanna do is stomp on your jaw.
You're an Internet goon, a twitter personality.

A (*##$ who's eggplant weaves and #~!!@ are catastrophes.
In the industry they talking bout you, ask Trevor Jeradeau
When he tried to sign me he said Interscope was scared for you

?they about to catch a brick, Azealia ain't making %#@!..?
How much twitter beef does it take to wanna make you get
Into the studio and come up with a different flow

Stop tryna recreate 212 cause its the only hot %#@! you know
Listen, you ain't $#&@ing with me lyrically
I just rule your (*##$ $$# like this mother$#&@ing tyranny

I guess I should've thought before I wrote a twenty minute roast
And put my head into the flow, like yours in studio.
Weak (*##$, interscope be paying you to sleep

Meanwhile I'm the one (*##$ they praying you could beat.
And to be honest, well, I really wanted to like you.
But you ugly and you lame and your flows all recycled

And your broke $$# was a broke (*##$ since a broke (*##$ was a broke (*##$
And I know some girls who knew you in like 06
And they all say you was wild gay and wild lame and considering

You $#&@ed anything, (*##$ you $#&@ing anything,
I don't have time for (*##$es who be $#&@ing anything
And they said you was never liked, and tryna buy love

And to my surprise, well?. that didn't surprise us
Remember at the spotted pig? You was tryna stunt and floss
And I was like, this (*##$ tryna pay me to get broken off

Tell me why you really mad, sent a text the next day
What kinda #~!!@ %#@! is that?
(*##$es wish they could beat me, look at me, I just drop a ho

And if I'm feeling froggy, I jump em like they Geronimo
(*##$ I'm on my level you looking like you just dropped a flow
My flow so consistent you in and out like a stop and go

Tell her she ain't $#&@ing with me, (*##$ you ain't $#&@ing with me
I got that fire flow, my tonsils probably $#&@ing crispy
You weak and you done and were previously sonned

By a (*##$ that's too young and who got what you want
And normally, I'm anti suicide
But you can't beat me, it's your choice.

Do or die.
You weak (*##$

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