[Lyric] J.K. ROWLING DISS TRACK aka the little mermaid (TRUST FUND OZU)

[Intro]
I'm just so tired
I'm so done with that shit
I never want to go outside
Never again

[Verse 1]
Beak to bucket, voice bound to wire
Where nobody listens and even less pray
Where devils dance with deliberate investments
And every promoter says it’s pay to play
If I cast my net past
The butterflies what will that net be worth?
If the best thing I can give my pussy is a new name
Can I still give birth?
Can I still search for the right hurt
And the left brain as I kill TERFs
With a left hook now I feel worse

[Chorus]
J.K. I hope you fit in a hearse, bitch
I’m bigger than a whole cinematic universe, bitch
Piccolo with the tech but my man’s balls are inert, bitch
I know you bitches see how good my legs look in this skirt, bitch
I hope it hurts, bitch
[Interlude]
Woah! Thank you so much for this award [?]

[Verse 2]
Don’t gotta read your books to know you a problem
Drinking your blood out the goblet
Grabbing your guns when you think bout the kids
Shut a bitch up with the chocolate
Pronouns lookin' like Her/She
Prochoice when you nut, call me Kirby
Ya girl getting killed but Im rising up from the ashes
Phoenix Wright Ace Attorney
Seeing my ghosts I’m a medium
Wish I could stay sucking helium
Maybe then interacting with old men
Wouldn’t be such a painful experience
Open my mouth and I’m scared as hell
Should I go quiet like Ariel?
Nah, it’s not my fault that my shit’s in reverse

[Chorus]
J.K. I hope you fit in a hearse, bitch (Bitch)
I’m bigger than a whole cinematic universe, bitch (Bitch)
Piccolo with the tech but my man’s balls are inert, bitch (Bitch)
I know you bitches see how good my legs look in this skirt, bitch
I hope it hurts, bitch
[Post-Chorus]
Oh, I don’t need you telling me
What you think about my music or my casualties
I’m in a cast and you can’t sign it
I’m in a fucking cast, no, you can’t sign it

[Instrumental Bridge]

[Chorus]
J.K. I hope you fit in a hearse
I’m bigger than a whole cinematic universe
Piccolo with the tech but my man’s balls are inert
I know you bitches see how good my legs look in this skirt, bitch
I hope it hurts, bitch

[Post-Chorus]
Oh, I don’t need you telling me
What you think about my music or my casualties
I’m in a cast and you can’t sign it
I’m in a fucking cast, no, you can’t sign it

[Outro]
J.K. I hope you fit in a hearse, bitch
I’m bigger than a whole cinematic universe, bitch
Piccolo with the tech but my man’s balls are inert, bitch
I know you bitches see how good my legs look in this skirt, bitch
I hope it hurts, bitch