The Diss Miss Remix2*

[intro-instrumental, 150bpm] Yo, I'm lookin' at the scene, it's a mess, it's a drag, All these talented cats, just waving white flags. Spittin' venom on the mic, like it's a blood sport, Turnin' art into beef, like it's their last resort. They got bars for days, skills that could amaze, But they're caught in the haze, of the diss track craze. Throwin' jabs, throwin' hooks, like they're boxin' shadows, Talents drowned in the sounds of these petty battles. It's a circus out here, lions tamed by fears, Clowns in the ring, we applaud the tears. Can we pause the noise, maybe elevate the taste? 'Cause this gourmet rap’s turning into fast food waste. So here's a little note, put it under your hats, Drop the diss, elevate, 'cause we're better than that. We got rhythm, we got rhyme, we got stories to tell, Let's ditch the dirt, rise up, and rebel. Satire's the tool, let's teach, let's school, In this game of kings, don’t be played the fool. Remember the roots, the poetry, the art, Keep the beats clean, clever, straight from the heart. Hey, watch us flip the script, chuck the beef like old scripts, No more tearing down peers, just uplift with our quips. We're the jesters with gestures of peace, not a spear, [verse] Hey, watch us flip the script, chuck the beef like old scripts, No more tearing down peers, just uplift with our quips. We're the jesters with gestures of peace, not a spear, Turn the battleground to a laugh track, we're clear! Bridge Hold up, let’s break it down, no need for frowns, In this rap playground, where we wear crowns. We chuckle at the beef, as we leap over strife, With a lyrical feast, we're spicing up life! Drop Boom! Beats drop like confetti, no more petty, We're ready to party, keep it steady. Rap's a celebration, not a confrontation, We're changing the station, to pure elation. Outro So here’s to the rhymes that shine without crime, To the beats that treat without deceit. Lay down the arms, embrace the charms, In this rap renaissance, we're spreading peace not alarms. [beats] [instruments] [end] [verse] Hey, watch us flip the script, chuck the beef like old scripts, No more tearing down peers, just uplift with our quips. We're the jesters with gestures of peace, not a spear, Turn the battleground to a laugh track, we're clear! Bridge Hold up, let’s break it down, no need for frowns, In this rap playground, where we wear crowns. We chuckle at the beef, as we leap over strife, With a lyrical feast, we're spicing up life! Drop Boom! Beats drop like confetti, no more petty, We're ready to party, keep it steady. Rap's a celebration, not a confrontation, We're changing the station, to pure elation. Outro So here’s to the rhymes that shine without crime, To the beats that treat without deceit. Lay down the arms, embrace the charms, In this rap renaissance, we're spreading peace not alarms. [beats] [instruments] [end]