Question
Make diss track about someone named dylan
Answers
GPT-4o mini
(Verse 1)
Yo, listen up, it’s time for the reveal,
Got a little story 'bout a dude named Dylan, for real,
Claiming he’s the king, but man, that’s a joke,
Crown’s too heavy, bro, it’s about to choke.
Droppin’ rhymes like it’s a game of charades,
But every word you spit just fades in the shades,
Steppin' to the mic like you own the stage,
But all I see is a wannabe trapped in a cage.
(Chorus)
Dylan, Dylan, what you tryna prove?
You’re lost in your ego, you ain't got the groove,
Talk a big game, but you know that you miss,
Step back, little man, you ain't on my list.
(Verse 2)
You flex on the ‘Gram, but we all see the truth,
Just a kid with some dreams, still searching for proof,
Got the style of a rookie, but you think you a threat,
Step into the ring, but you ain't ready yet.
Rolling with your crew, but they’re just a facade,
Can’t keep up the speed, time to hit the pod,
You’re just a speed bump on my road to the top,
But I’ll keep it moving, won’t let your vibe stop.
(Chorus)
Dylan, Dylan, what you tryna prove?
You’re lost in your ego, you ain't got the groove,
Talk a big game, but you know that you miss,
Step back, little man, you ain't on my list.
(Bridge)
So take a seat, Dylan, watch and learn,
This track’s on fire, and I’m here to burn,
You wanted the clash, now you got the taste,
But I’m serving it cold; there’s no time to waste.
(Outro)
So pack up your dreams and your little façade,
This diss is a lesson, now I’m the one applauded,
Dylan, I’m done, take it back to your crew,
Next time you step, better come with the truth.
Yo, listen up, it’s time for the reveal,
Got a little story 'bout a dude named Dylan, for real,
Claiming he’s the king, but man, that’s a joke,
Crown’s too heavy, bro, it’s about to choke.
Droppin’ rhymes like it’s a game of charades,
But every word you spit just fades in the shades,
Steppin' to the mic like you own the stage,
But all I see is a wannabe trapped in a cage.
(Chorus)
Dylan, Dylan, what you tryna prove?
You’re lost in your ego, you ain't got the groove,
Talk a big game, but you know that you miss,
Step back, little man, you ain't on my list.
(Verse 2)
You flex on the ‘Gram, but we all see the truth,
Just a kid with some dreams, still searching for proof,
Got the style of a rookie, but you think you a threat,
Step into the ring, but you ain't ready yet.
Rolling with your crew, but they’re just a facade,
Can’t keep up the speed, time to hit the pod,
You’re just a speed bump on my road to the top,
But I’ll keep it moving, won’t let your vibe stop.
(Chorus)
Dylan, Dylan, what you tryna prove?
You’re lost in your ego, you ain't got the groove,
Talk a big game, but you know that you miss,
Step back, little man, you ain't on my list.
(Bridge)
So take a seat, Dylan, watch and learn,
This track’s on fire, and I’m here to burn,
You wanted the clash, now you got the taste,
But I’m serving it cold; there’s no time to waste.
(Outro)
So pack up your dreams and your little façade,
This diss is a lesson, now I’m the one applauded,
Dylan, I’m done, take it back to your crew,
Next time you step, better come with the truth.
LOL THIS IS TOO FUNNY- 💀