[Verse 1]
I’m sorry I’m blind
I’m sorry I got a lot of stuff on my mind
I’m sorry that I’m focused whether or not I’ll be fined
I’m sorry the schools always saying to “be kind”
With the lyrics I rap
Cops called on Queezy, no cap
"Land of Diss" removed, no gat
Just because I spit doesn’t mean I try to act black
Just because I’m street doesn’t mean I put on an act
"Land of Diss" could’ve gotten me multiple felonies
I’m sorry mom, but maybe this is in Queezy’s recipe
I’m hoping suicide will not be the death of me
I’m hoping that I won’t put in a facility
Spitting bars is my rapping ability
Got the stamina like I got some agility
She wants this dick, yea she wants my utility
Fighting back against the system, yea I got some hostility
Mouth is moving really fast, yea it’s got some mobility
My relationship is strong, bet it’s got some stability
You ain’t fake, oh you wanna be real wit’ me?
Her husband is something I’d kill to be
The shit I be rapping is real so see
My girl ain’t even answering
Pull up my shit and the window you canceling
You want me to stop all this bantering
She said she’s lost so we began searching
In the bed you know Queezy be hammering
With the stick in her hand she be tampering
I call her up and the girls say “don’t answer him”
My dick gave her a colonoscopy
Ran out of money, bitch, monopoly
Queezy got the opposite of misogyny
Queezy fake, that shit impossibly
You ain’t funny, got low comedy
Imma drink and drive responsibly
She said I’m like an animal, zoology
She want me to finger fuck so I don’t hurt her
I’m an innocent man, never did no murder
She ate this meat like a hotdog no burger
She moaned “daddy” in my ear bet I heard her
Bring her to the bed as if I’m a herder
Y’all homies small, y’all be eating Gerber
My name is “Queezy_the_Gangster” I’ll be your server
Fuck that shit
East side
Never switching up and your bitch asked me to hit it from the backside
Queezy can spit bars but also do a G-Funk vibe
A lot of girls like me since I’m blonde hair and blue-eyed
Fucked her on her period she said you going for a bloodride
Emo vampire shit coming back and I’ll do her on the hillside
She leaking blood like a shark during high tide
I like MMA but ain’t got any money for that ringside
Talking bad shit lemme flip it to the flip side
Still rocking with my band “The Forgotten Ones”
She be like a stripper that forgot the ones (G.B.)
No diss tracks for now, Queezy hasn’t won
Spitting bars, I already begun
I’m sorry that I almost got arrested
I’m sorry that taking it down stank more than your breath did (G.K.)
Old ladies tits saggin’ more than her dress did
I’m sorry that I also got molested
Calm down it was 8 years ago I know you’re very invested
“What’s Queezy doing?”
“What’s Queezy up to?”
No bodies on the floor that’s only what the rug do
Magnifying glasses on this dude, I’m sure you suck too! (D.R.)
Subliminal hit
You think I don’t know how to get around shit
Maybe Queezy should straighten up a little bit
Maybe Queezy should fuck your mom while you knit
I’m not going to I got my girl and I’ll never switch
Got into a rough spot, I’ll admit we got into a niche
But we still going strong y’all ain’t ready for this
I could make a rerelease just change up the words
But my shit is expression change it, nah I ain’t got the courage
Calling the police over music, how absurd
Whoever snitched imma find that lil’ bird
No time for snitches
Ain’t got riches
I come from a culture, sag your jeans not your britches
Homie got a rebound in the head, homie had to get some stitches
Don’t do drugs anymore, my blood has no itches
But I got sensitive nerves and I got some random twitches
White boy from the streets raps better
This ain’t volleyball but that bitch I had to set her-
Down on the bed, ask my about my ex, I wish I never met her
She hurt me and I found somebody better
Yea she hurt me and I found somebody wetter
When I went to Florida I ate on some gator
Goldilocks in my class, guess what I really hate her (J.V.)
School calling the police, I guess the big ones got the haters (D.S.)
Pac shot in Vegas watching boxing, guess he was one of the Raiders
I’m a real one best believe from the boys I don’t taper
She want to relive this moment, so when we fuck I tape her
Her ex a fucking nuisance, that cunt even tried to rape her
I stepped into position, that’s my girl, I always save her
Me and her are so close you’d think that we were neighbors
Mans is tryna be gay but instead he gave her-
Friendship and fake love
M.C. is probably taking fake drugs
My bestie won’t admit it but she’s probably had enough
I’m still rolling with the boys, you know the homies know what’s up
Still rapping but I gotta switch up the rhyme
Don't like her anymore but, used to think A.D. was pretty fine
My girl be a quarter and A.D. not even a dime
Anxious waiting for class to end, I keep looking at the time
I lost my dad of an uncle when I was at the age of nine
I made a song with Melly but, but I ain't repping the Shine
She moving NC, wanna take her out so we can dine
I know we underage but we've both sipped on some wine
They tryna take down Queezy, music ain't theirs, it's mine
White rapper listens to metal, now what you tryna define?
Can't see me succeed, sour face, pickle brine
Switch up the pace
Wanna rap with Ma$e
Take her to my place
Shoot it all over her face
I can make my voice deep, like bass
My ex told me that she just want space
I can make her scream, with grace
She swallows, she'll leave no trace
She came fast as if she tryna have a race
She moves fast, she cut right to the chase
[Bridge]
Alright
Fuck it
I'm good
[Verse 2]
Or am I?
You surprised I sound this good for a white guy?
Can be hella smart, grew up watching Bill Nye
I got 3 days until my-
Escape back to Jersey where I can record my music
I’m not good with words, this just how I use it
Anxiety attacks make me nauseous, been feelin’ too sick
We ain’t square dancin’, bitch, this shit be cubic
I ain’t drivin’ in a Lambo, I prolly pull up in a Buick
Hez won't do shit and his legs look like a toothpick
I’m a metal singer but, I’ll still do acoustic
Tryna get high, bitches sniffin’ on a glue stick
How many phones I had, I’ve been like through six
Playing pool, eight ball, hit it with the cue stick
Sick of the excuses
The verbal abuses
Shit be confusing
Y’all homies is losing
Queezy just be cruising
Hit myself, start bruising
I don’t fuck with snitches and y’all accusing
Ain’t fucking with y’all, y’all just amusing
She tell her friends, “I’m afraid I’m gonna lose him”
Baby, no you won’t, thought of leaving? I refuse it
CYS mailed a letter, diss tracks and everyone views it
Shawty gets a good grade, shawty reading on the rubric
She wants to go all night, hour later, said, "I came too quick"
Cracka passin’ me on the bus yellin', “fuck you prick” (K.G.)
Said the girl touched him, bro no girls wanna touch you
Walkin’ through the streets and it’s hard to say “whats up” to-
The homies that don’t even recognize-
Queezy in this bitch, one of the guys
She wanna do it with both hands
She sucking that dick, told her to “go ham”
I’m big as shit, hit the dawg with a choke slam
Dawg really be in Louisiana yellin', "GO RAMS"
Dawg, leave my fucking girl alone
Horse mouth dumb as fuck, couldn't even take a Keystone
You tryna test strength, you got the short end of the wishbone
I'm Queezy_the_Gangster, in this school I'm well known
Before me, homie, you were someone no one knows (C.O-E.)
Cutting myself for adrenaline, deep enough to hit my wrist bone
Just playing y'all, just enough to bleed into the unknown
J.V. stands for Junior Varsity
J.V. also stands some for some bitch, I don't even know who you are really
I know you, but I don't know you
You's a blonde bitch, and you prolly eating tofu
Can't diss the food
I like that shit too
M.H. brown hair but acts like a blonde
Getting shit wrong, she Googles "cornhub.com"
Non-vibrating, using a Harry Potter wand
My girl came a lot, on the floor she made a pond
She one of the homies, she rollin' wit' my squad
She bouncing on that dick like she tryna drive the quad
Girls simpin' over teachers sayin' they got a "dad bod"
N.D. used to act black and startin' fights
We ain't wearing ski masks, but still a thief in the night
Stand up for myself, you bet I'd take your whole life
Stick my sword in her, this dude barely got a knife (R.H.,Jr.)
[Verse 3]
Land of Bliss (D.B.)
Land of DIss
Homie ain't ready for none of this
Dawg can't even take the piss
Bleeding from a slit wrist
Cripple in my class, scared of me, this what he gets (A.M.)
Short girl, big nose, y'all already know the rest (E.P.)
Tall kid think he cool, think he was one of the best (C.S.)
His girl kicked me out my second band (S.H.)
My girl really be my only friend
"Ignorance is Diss" won't be the end
Wrote 3 versions for this girl, bitch, I still hit "send" (B.R.)
Science class, 'xamaning some schist
My next album finna be called, "Ignorance is Diss"
Toothpick spying on this girl, then he got hit (L.R.)
Say what you want, it was a subliminal hit (D.S.)
Country boy walking through the hall, he wanna glare (D.R.)
Dawg walks into the 'brary and I always stare (A.P.)
I used to vape, strawberry cream Flair
Country boy couldn't even if he dared (C.E.)
Used to call this girl "dad", she just helped me, I swear (S.B.)
Lady principal not seen as much, and I start to be scared (S.L.)
Irish but I ain't never found a pot of gold
Leprachaun in my class, his jokes be gettin' kinda old (C.W.)
Man's grabbed my girls tits, his corpse gon' be kinda cold (S.M.)
Always stands for him, no matter what bad he's told (C.M.)
C.M. ain't no chick magnet but he's definetly a punk
He prolly gay with any girl walks in, he shrunk
I ain't naming names but, bodies might end up in trunks-
From the COVID crisis, on his face he wants her spunk
Calling the state, tryna take me out my home
How would you feel if it happened to your own?
Momma treats me like a kid but tells me I need to be grown
Momma yells at me for everything, yea I see the hate is shown
[Bridge]
This dude doesn't like peanut butter
Maybe his pops shoulda wore a rubber (D.B.)
Momma mad she thinks I'm just a nutter
My girl get mad, somethin' A.D. muttered
Nut tap me, I'll put you in the gutter (K.B.)
Michael Myers, mask hidin' behind the shutters
Small, white homie, theft, finna be my bunkie (W.L.)
My shawty loves me so much, she said I was her honkie
I’m sorry I’m blind
I’m sorry I got a lot of stuff on my mind
I’m sorry that I’m focused whether or not I’ll be fined
I’m sorry the schools always saying to “be kind”
With the lyrics I rap
Cops called on Queezy, no cap
"Land of Diss" removed, no gat
Just because I spit doesn’t mean I try to act black
Just because I’m street doesn’t mean I put on an act
"Land of Diss" could’ve gotten me multiple felonies
I’m sorry mom, but maybe this is in Queezy’s recipe
I’m hoping suicide will not be the death of me
I’m hoping that I won’t put in a facility
Spitting bars is my rapping ability
Got the stamina like I got some agility
She wants this dick, yea she wants my utility
Fighting back against the system, yea I got some hostility
Mouth is moving really fast, yea it’s got some mobility
My relationship is strong, bet it’s got some stability
You ain’t fake, oh you wanna be real wit’ me?
Her husband is something I’d kill to be
The shit I be rapping is real so see
My girl ain’t even answering
Pull up my shit and the window you canceling
You want me to stop all this bantering
She said she’s lost so we began searching
In the bed you know Queezy be hammering
With the stick in her hand she be tampering
I call her up and the girls say “don’t answer him”
My dick gave her a colonoscopy
Ran out of money, bitch, monopoly
Queezy got the opposite of misogyny
Queezy fake, that shit impossibly
You ain’t funny, got low comedy
Imma drink and drive responsibly
She said I’m like an animal, zoology
She want me to finger fuck so I don’t hurt her
I’m an innocent man, never did no murder
She ate this meat like a hotdog no burger
She moaned “daddy” in my ear bet I heard her
Bring her to the bed as if I’m a herder
Y’all homies small, y’all be eating Gerber
My name is “Queezy_the_Gangster” I’ll be your server
Fuck that shit
East side
Never switching up and your bitch asked me to hit it from the backside
Queezy can spit bars but also do a G-Funk vibe
A lot of girls like me since I’m blonde hair and blue-eyed
Fucked her on her period she said you going for a bloodride
Emo vampire shit coming back and I’ll do her on the hillside
She leaking blood like a shark during high tide
I like MMA but ain’t got any money for that ringside
Talking bad shit lemme flip it to the flip side
Still rocking with my band “The Forgotten Ones”
She be like a stripper that forgot the ones (G.B.)
No diss tracks for now, Queezy hasn’t won
Spitting bars, I already begun
I’m sorry that I almost got arrested
I’m sorry that taking it down stank more than your breath did (G.K.)
Old ladies tits saggin’ more than her dress did
I’m sorry that I also got molested
Calm down it was 8 years ago I know you’re very invested
“What’s Queezy doing?”
“What’s Queezy up to?”
No bodies on the floor that’s only what the rug do
Magnifying glasses on this dude, I’m sure you suck too! (D.R.)
Subliminal hit
You think I don’t know how to get around shit
Maybe Queezy should straighten up a little bit
Maybe Queezy should fuck your mom while you knit
I’m not going to I got my girl and I’ll never switch
Got into a rough spot, I’ll admit we got into a niche
But we still going strong y’all ain’t ready for this
I could make a rerelease just change up the words
But my shit is expression change it, nah I ain’t got the courage
Calling the police over music, how absurd
Whoever snitched imma find that lil’ bird
No time for snitches
Ain’t got riches
I come from a culture, sag your jeans not your britches
Homie got a rebound in the head, homie had to get some stitches
Don’t do drugs anymore, my blood has no itches
But I got sensitive nerves and I got some random twitches
White boy from the streets raps better
This ain’t volleyball but that bitch I had to set her-
Down on the bed, ask my about my ex, I wish I never met her
She hurt me and I found somebody better
Yea she hurt me and I found somebody wetter
When I went to Florida I ate on some gator
Goldilocks in my class, guess what I really hate her (J.V.)
School calling the police, I guess the big ones got the haters (D.S.)
Pac shot in Vegas watching boxing, guess he was one of the Raiders
I’m a real one best believe from the boys I don’t taper
She want to relive this moment, so when we fuck I tape her
Her ex a fucking nuisance, that cunt even tried to rape her
I stepped into position, that’s my girl, I always save her
Me and her are so close you’d think that we were neighbors
Mans is tryna be gay but instead he gave her-
Friendship and fake love
M.C. is probably taking fake drugs
My bestie won’t admit it but she’s probably had enough
I’m still rolling with the boys, you know the homies know what’s up
Still rapping but I gotta switch up the rhyme
Don't like her anymore but, used to think A.D. was pretty fine
My girl be a quarter and A.D. not even a dime
Anxious waiting for class to end, I keep looking at the time
I lost my dad of an uncle when I was at the age of nine
I made a song with Melly but, but I ain't repping the Shine
She moving NC, wanna take her out so we can dine
I know we underage but we've both sipped on some wine
They tryna take down Queezy, music ain't theirs, it's mine
White rapper listens to metal, now what you tryna define?
Can't see me succeed, sour face, pickle brine
Switch up the pace
Wanna rap with Ma$e
Take her to my place
Shoot it all over her face
I can make my voice deep, like bass
My ex told me that she just want space
I can make her scream, with grace
She swallows, she'll leave no trace
She came fast as if she tryna have a race
She moves fast, she cut right to the chase
[Bridge]
Alright
Fuck it
I'm good
[Verse 2]
Or am I?
You surprised I sound this good for a white guy?
Can be hella smart, grew up watching Bill Nye
I got 3 days until my-
Escape back to Jersey where I can record my music
I’m not good with words, this just how I use it
Anxiety attacks make me nauseous, been feelin’ too sick
We ain’t square dancin’, bitch, this shit be cubic
I ain’t drivin’ in a Lambo, I prolly pull up in a Buick
Hez won't do shit and his legs look like a toothpick
I’m a metal singer but, I’ll still do acoustic
Tryna get high, bitches sniffin’ on a glue stick
How many phones I had, I’ve been like through six
Playing pool, eight ball, hit it with the cue stick
Sick of the excuses
The verbal abuses
Shit be confusing
Y’all homies is losing
Queezy just be cruising
Hit myself, start bruising
I don’t fuck with snitches and y’all accusing
Ain’t fucking with y’all, y’all just amusing
She tell her friends, “I’m afraid I’m gonna lose him”
Baby, no you won’t, thought of leaving? I refuse it
CYS mailed a letter, diss tracks and everyone views it
Shawty gets a good grade, shawty reading on the rubric
She wants to go all night, hour later, said, "I came too quick"
Cracka passin’ me on the bus yellin', “fuck you prick” (K.G.)
Said the girl touched him, bro no girls wanna touch you
Walkin’ through the streets and it’s hard to say “whats up” to-
The homies that don’t even recognize-
Queezy in this bitch, one of the guys
She wanna do it with both hands
She sucking that dick, told her to “go ham”
I’m big as shit, hit the dawg with a choke slam
Dawg really be in Louisiana yellin', "GO RAMS"
Dawg, leave my fucking girl alone
Horse mouth dumb as fuck, couldn't even take a Keystone
You tryna test strength, you got the short end of the wishbone
I'm Queezy_the_Gangster, in this school I'm well known
Before me, homie, you were someone no one knows (C.O-E.)
Cutting myself for adrenaline, deep enough to hit my wrist bone
Just playing y'all, just enough to bleed into the unknown
J.V. stands for Junior Varsity
J.V. also stands some for some bitch, I don't even know who you are really
I know you, but I don't know you
You's a blonde bitch, and you prolly eating tofu
Can't diss the food
I like that shit too
M.H. brown hair but acts like a blonde
Getting shit wrong, she Googles "cornhub.com"
Non-vibrating, using a Harry Potter wand
My girl came a lot, on the floor she made a pond
She one of the homies, she rollin' wit' my squad
She bouncing on that dick like she tryna drive the quad
Girls simpin' over teachers sayin' they got a "dad bod"
N.D. used to act black and startin' fights
We ain't wearing ski masks, but still a thief in the night
Stand up for myself, you bet I'd take your whole life
Stick my sword in her, this dude barely got a knife (R.H.,Jr.)
[Verse 3]
Land of Bliss (D.B.)
Land of DIss
Homie ain't ready for none of this
Dawg can't even take the piss
Bleeding from a slit wrist
Cripple in my class, scared of me, this what he gets (A.M.)
Short girl, big nose, y'all already know the rest (E.P.)
Tall kid think he cool, think he was one of the best (C.S.)
His girl kicked me out my second band (S.H.)
My girl really be my only friend
"Ignorance is Diss" won't be the end
Wrote 3 versions for this girl, bitch, I still hit "send" (B.R.)
Science class, 'xamaning some schist
My next album finna be called, "Ignorance is Diss"
Toothpick spying on this girl, then he got hit (L.R.)
Say what you want, it was a subliminal hit (D.S.)
Country boy walking through the hall, he wanna glare (D.R.)
Dawg walks into the 'brary and I always stare (A.P.)
I used to vape, strawberry cream Flair
Country boy couldn't even if he dared (C.E.)
Used to call this girl "dad", she just helped me, I swear (S.B.)
Lady principal not seen as much, and I start to be scared (S.L.)
Irish but I ain't never found a pot of gold
Leprachaun in my class, his jokes be gettin' kinda old (C.W.)
Man's grabbed my girls tits, his corpse gon' be kinda cold (S.M.)
Always stands for him, no matter what bad he's told (C.M.)
C.M. ain't no chick magnet but he's definetly a punk
He prolly gay with any girl walks in, he shrunk
I ain't naming names but, bodies might end up in trunks-
From the COVID crisis, on his face he wants her spunk
Calling the state, tryna take me out my home
How would you feel if it happened to your own?
Momma treats me like a kid but tells me I need to be grown
Momma yells at me for everything, yea I see the hate is shown
[Bridge]
This dude doesn't like peanut butter
Maybe his pops shoulda wore a rubber (D.B.)
Momma mad she thinks I'm just a nutter
My girl get mad, somethin' A.D. muttered
Nut tap me, I'll put you in the gutter (K.B.)
Michael Myers, mask hidin' behind the shutters
Small, white homie, theft, finna be my bunkie (W.L.)
My shawty loves me so much, she said I was her honkie
( Queezy_the_Gangster )
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