(Interlude) You know what’s funny? All these illusions they create. Hiding behind masks, pretending to be something they’re not. They think we can’t see through the smoke, but the truth always cuts through. Every lie they tell, every fake move they make—it’s all just smoke and mirrors. But you can't run from the truth. You can't fake what's real. Sooner or later, the mask falls, and all that's left is the wreckage of their own creation. (Verse 1) Alright, Benji, let’s get real, no Catnap to save you You’re clinging to fake love like it’s all you can do Making ship songs? That’s weird as fuck, dude Content farm clown, milking clicks for food You talking big but you fake it on screen Girlfriend dressed as Catnap, it’s a desperate scene Think Catnap's got your back? Bitch, please Your whole act's a joke, and your flow's on its knees You rap about haters, but they don’t give a shit Cause every line you drop is the same old spit Tryin' to act hardcore, but it’s weak, man, it’s trash Can’t save your rep with some fake-ass cash (Chorus) When Benji’s talking smack, I don’t hold back I'm coming for your ass, motherfucker, that’s a fact Your world’s turned black, you ain't coming back You talk big but you lack, and Catnap's just an act When Benji’s talking smack, I don’t hold back Got my foot on your throat, yeah, I’m on the attack Your world’s turned black, yeah, you’re under attack Keep faking that love, I’ll be the real payback (Verse 2) Now let’s talk about Sprunki, that mod’s a joke Ruining Incredibox, got the whole scene choked Fanbase worships it like it’s some kinda god But it’s trash, just a stain on this game we applaud Sprunki fanboys, y’all really trippin’ Supporting a shit mod like it’s some kinda religion You’re killing this community with every damn click Tryna make it cool, but it’s lame as shit Saving Incredibox, yeah, that’s my goal While you’re sucking up to Sprunki, losing all control You fanboys think you’re tough, but you’re just blind sheep Following trash, while I put this scene back on its feet (Chorus) When Benji’s talking smack, I don’t hold back I'm coming for your ass, motherfucker, that’s a fact Your world’s turned black, you ain't coming back You talk big but you lack, and Catnap's just an act When Benji’s talking smack, I don’t hold back Got my foot on your throat, yeah, I’m on the attack Your world’s turned black, yeah, you’re under attack Keep faking that love, I’ll be the real payback (Verse 3) Benji, face it, you’re all about the views Cranking out fake shit like it’s daily news A content farm king, with nothin’ to say Spitting empty lines, just tryna get paid Thinking you’re artistic? Man, that’s a stretch Riding on Catnap like it’s some kinda flex No talent, no heart, just a desperate act While I drop real bars, you’re stuck with the trash So take your fake hits and your weak-ass crew I’m tearing down your walls and I’m coming through Sprunki and your fanbase, both goin' down I’m the hero of this game, you’re the joke of the town (Chorus) When Benji’s talking smack, I don’t hold back I'm coming for your ass, motherfucker, that’s a fact Your world’s turned black, you ain't coming back You talk big but you lack, and Catnap's just an act When Benji’s talking smack, I don’t hold back Got my foot on your throat, yeah, I’m on the attack Your world’s turned black, yeah, you’re under attack Keep faking that love, I’ll be the real payback (Outro) Yeah, shout out to the haters for making me rich, But Benji, man, you ain’t nothing but a bitch. You talk big, think you’re tough, think you’re elite, But when it comes down to it, you're just cheap. You smell like shit, like Shrek’s stinkin’ feet, Talkin' 'bout money, but your pockets look weak. You think you're a king, but you're just a clown, Sitting at the top of your own lame-ass town. Yeah, you post mean things, think you're on top, But your rhymes are garbage, man, they flop. You ain't living life, you’re just faking the play, While I’m out here winning every damn day. You think you're a gangsta, think you're an MC, But your flow’s so basic, you ain't impressin’ me. This diss is a gift, now here’s the real deal— You ain't no boss, Benji, you ain’t keepin’ it real. So keep pretending like you're the one with the crown, But we all know, Benji, you're just a damn clown. Talkin' about millions, but it’s all just a lie, You’re out here frontin’, but we watch you die. Let’s be real—you're nothing but smoke and mirrors, Keep fakin’ that hustle while your future's in fear. And when it's all done, when the lights fade to black, You’ll see who’s really on top and who’s falling back. Prod by erlax & numpty #saveincredibox A diss/response to benjixscarlett Response to "catnaps got my back" and "battle for dream island again song"

• published: 30 Nov 2024
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