Yeah.....

Let me repaint the picture

So much different flows and ain't one ever fit ya
You a grown-ass poser, and you bout to become a lethal overdoser
What the $#&@ you want me to say? These people want me to rap day by day

And what they want you to do? No gigs for you to lay your fake-ass bars too
They still stuck to me like glue, I'm like a Youtube Ad, paid per play
Stick with subliminal disses, call my name and you get slaughtered

Worse than cows, cuz I'm still bumping radioactive
You mad? You mad? Have that %#@! trending on Twitter like a new fad
I'm from that old land where they shot that boy Biggie

So to say I'm a liar is like saying Cole ain't beefing with Diggy
No quickie, I'm just going to keep rapping quickly
Swelling to your head, blood vessels, pretty soon you'll be dead

Call that rapping sickly, your cup bubbled down so now we know you ain't fizzy
Mentally ill, kinda dizzy, your little cane broke down, leave you moving jittery
Split you like a nursery rhyme, hickory dickory

Damn Jay, you sick boy, no wonder all those (*##$es want your dick boy
And them haters backing off quick, ain't concerned in your bag of tricks, boy
So many questions left still unanswered still

Like when Jordan bought the Bobcats, did he smoke a hill?
Will Hillary have an affair to get back at Bill?
Industrious, just know Twisted keeps it real


(Chorus):
WHAT YOU SAY TO ME?


WHAT YOU SAY TO ME?


WHAT YOU SAY TO ME?

(Verse 2):

This is for all those rappers taking it offensive, chill, it's just for play
If you diss back, better know, Jay will have the last say
Hooray, like its someones $#&@ing birthday

Rappers jumping for beef, cuz they need a resurrection of a paycheck raise
Hey, I'm not one to judge, but think twice before you get caught up in fudge
Hard fought battles, easy $$# wars, all that to realize you just an attention !@^%

Got them bars in the backyard, and those verses standing up in the front
This is the Call of the Wild, them rapping dudes out to hunt
Twisted like your last wordplay, they still mad, they still mad

Like they would calling someone the word gay
HEY! You eaten up and thrown away, like dental floss
Man it's your lost, what the $#&@ is your cost?

You stuck up on the forest walls, like moss
Running out of things to talk about
You rappers writing diss tracks to me, choose another route

And to the haters trying unlist me, won't live to see another day
Rip off your wings and leave you like Lebron, no rings
Like a white ghost, %#@! is getting scary, like things you see in the movies

But young homie, this is reality, %#@! you wouldn't believe, like what kids do in juvies
Sheesh, stop babbling, and stop humbling
It'll take a whole lot for me to stop, like getting a fat (*##$'s stomach to stop grumbling

You swearing you invincible, but really you rather invisible
To me, you a $#&@ing dweeb
And your whole life don't fit, cuz I ain't giving you a chance to breathe

Jeez

(Chorus):

WHAT YOU SAY TO ME?

WHAT YOU SAY TO ME?


WHAT YOU SAY TO ME?



(Outro):
Hahaha.... this is some crazy %#@!

Shout to Diggy for the beat
WHAT YOU SAY TO ME?
Any rappers who felt like this was a diss to them

It ain't.. calm down
I'm just having fun on this, this ain't a diss song
Much love though

Industrious Music...
...Jay Twisted
WE IN EFFECT!