Текст песни Insert (MGK Diss) (D1C3) с переводом

What am I? what if I killed a guy

Took his spine out his eye, and I hide it?

By a tree or inside it, would you cry when you find it?

That’s kind of violent

Let’s be serious, off the Marshall tip

Little miss kells cries, but ain’t ever gone through shit

Then made a diss, now this pussy thinks he’s hard and lit

All cause he tried to sell a tape by sucking marshalls dick

Binge, gobbling, you’re not in the top ten thousand artists

Even if you started bobbing for cock

Sucking off Diddy for a shitty little beat that you botched

And auto-tuned a chorus Diddy could’ve wrote with no prop

Oh, laughter, your whole camp’s a concoction of

Corny mother fuckers and dancers

Talk shit cause you spit for Funk Master

He’s paid to say you’re talented so he has to

I got him shamed, probably popping xans, trained by Diddy

Rocking a bun like he’s Donnie Klang

«Stop trying to be Eminem» is what he’ll probably say

‘The rebuttal' for a fucking ‘white rapper' digging your grave

Now here’s the gravity, reality’s come

I’ve got Latino blood, pussy, you’re a counterfeit gun

Coming to Diddy like «Sean, are you proud of me yet?»

Mouth open, can’t throat it so he chokes on the head

I’m sorry Kelly, you know I…

Can’t stand you and there isn’t enough

Of time for ripping you up without me giving a fuck

That little cover you made, you keep on sticking your tongue

Out of your mouth like you’re gay, ah, here comes Hillary Duff

(You shouldn’t say that) bitch I’m only spitting the fact

You’re only signed cause Eminem was already grabbed

And still you aren’t selling records so you chose to be Stan

While Diddy got you thinking you were more than «making the band»

There was a time Diddy said

«I would’ve signed him, but I already signed MGK, I wish he’d go and resign»

When all my music was presented to him, wasn’t declined

Cause I could never decline while you forever define

A fucking pussy, Yelawolf imposter yelling rebuttal

You wanna see how artists do this? Someone hand me the shovel

You lack the skill, but diss an artist, that’s a ballsy move

Cause you’re just mad that Marshall probably fucked Halsey too

Oh this is award, I guess my vision is in a void

Cause before she used her voice I thought the bitch was a boy

Now all you pussies want an artist to just sit and be coy

That’s why I choose to chuck the filter and go sick and destroy

This little Molly gobbling, anorexic body, polly pocket

Anal gaping, bonnie rotten, album cover on a cock binge having pussy

Mother fucking Miley Cyrus tongue, Elton John earring wearing

Bobbing in a bowl dicks, stop it

How the fuck you trying to be a gangsta being a bitch?

Your name is Kelly, that’s enough to lead to a diss

And by the look of how you act I bet you feen to be dicked

The only Kelly they’ll remember had to pee on a bitch

I see you hugging all your fans, you should cling those years

This shit is easy kells, I really wanna see those tears

While your whole city sees you’re pitiful

Career laying in critical

So much for this imbecile singing that he’s invincible

I can’t tell if you’re resembling Marshall, Yelawolf, Seether

Khalifa, Ellen Degenerous, Bieber

Or just got so fucking tired of Halsey playing you deeper and deeper that

You said «fuck it» and tried to just go and be her

You’ve got the posture of a coke slut, dude

While people listen to your shit like «I should go use too»

You try to act like you will scrap but you’re wack and lethargic

And half your fans are either deaf, blind, or fucking retarded

I know how «rap devil» went, Diddy ran in the room

Like «yea we showed Em boy, let’s go party, molly and shrooms»

«I'll bring the dildo and the butter, you just handle the room»

«Kelly, this time I’ll be the gimp, but you’re still wearing the suit!»

This is how you shit on artists, bet I’ll guess how you’d respond

It goes like «why you being Marshall? Marshall, novice and novice»

While you go in your emo mode and put your gun to your noggin

Like «where the fuck this come from, Sean? I thought our promo was popping!»

Nope, that’s what you get for talking, that’s what you get

You wanna stand up in my way? Then it’s off with your head

Oh, you think my voice is similar? Don’t give me that mess

Like I can tune my voice, yea, just let me reach in my neck

Fucking clown, I’d wipe the floor with Kelly’s career

And every single fan you have will all forget you were here

Since when was fame the part that mattered? Watch this pussy resign

Cause no ones skipping my lines yet you’re the prick who is signed

You want responses? You can make a thousand records to mute

My arsenal is endless when I’m fucking itching to shoot

Kelly was listening to Twista like

«that rap shit’s cool, hey, wait a minute, I can rap fast too»

That shit was cute, here’s advice, stop the corny ass gimmicks

And you don’t have to admit it that you’re all trying to be women

What you gonna say? nobody on this earth has ever heard of me?

Or joke about security? Hiding behind security?

And you know you’re pussy, and it hurts you to the root

Because you know that you’re a bitch and hide behind your insecurity?

Well, there’s the proof that you’re an actual bitch

Now watch me launch you out the game as fucking fast as you spit

I «Insert» myself into this corny ass shit

Cause that’s a corny ass diss

You little scrawny ass bitch