LEADING THE BLIND (

He kept testing us... now he gets to find out.
Lyrics:
It's the blind leading the blind,
26 years, and it's like
your skill has gone in rewind
It's the blind leading the blind,
You don't know what's behind,
you, and it's gettin ready to strike too
You thought we squashed the beef?
Well we got a history,
I guess it will repeat
'til you learn to respect me
No disrespect,
but your diss bars are without effect,
that's cuz within your catalogue, that's all we can select,
How about next time I'm swimming in the pool, all that UltraViolet radiation will deflect?
Sorry for bringing up your DISS-cography
But one thing I'm known for is my honesty,
Squash the beef, you know I tried to,
Your head is too big, and reminding me of Cailou
You just made your best freestyle of all time? Yeah maybe back in two thousand and nine,
Dude, you're way past your prime,
I guess you'll fall for the bait, when I cast a line,
kinda like Ghosty, battling an AI
Now your diss-cography lookin like a lie
Braggin bout women?
That's cuz you count as twenty,
Why you simping over lil x?
I think you already have plenty
You goin after chaos when he don't rap,
You think that's dishonorable? Well, no crap
I think you're just jealous cuz your music don't slap,
Rappin bout riches, complainin bout no cash
Judging by submissions, you don't don't have a FERM confidence
It's a tough pill to swallow, I'm at your esophagus
You're digging your own grave, the flowers are compliment,
Better call your mummy, or wind up in a sarcophagus
Higher than the pyramids of giza,
is your delusion, you really got your cheese up
But this ain't little caesars,
Bringing your truth to light, but don't have a seizure
Judging by your name you don't know what you are,
Little, big, young, or old, bro's got amnesia
Hi, I'm Thunda, nice to meet'ya!
Boutta put you back to sleep, like you're pumped with anesthesia
I guess that transition was enough to distract you,
No mercy, I ain't never ever going back to,
my old self, man I already had you,
beggin on your knees, Now ima do what I have to
coup de grâce
Picked the wrong battle, and you know you've lost
And to all y'all morons saying "I don't know"
what that meant, it means final blow
And nobody's ever gonna be the reason I spit my final flow
Man you've really lost it,
Another track is another nail in the coffin,
I put the hammer down, it's a shame I do it often