(Verse 1)
Yo, Marcely, listen up, it’s time to face the beat,
You strut around here thinking you can’t be beat,
But I’m the heat, bringing rhymes that won’t retreat,
You’re stuck in your zone, but I’m here to deplete.
Social media star, yeah, you thrive on that fame,
But behind all the filters, it’s just a big game,
You flex those pics, acting like you’re untouchable,
But I’m about to expose you, no need for the huddles.
(Chorus)
Marcely, Marcely, where’s your real wit?
Your rhymes are weak, can’t even handle a hit,
I’m rising like a phoenix, while you’re fading in the mist,
This diss track's a warning, can you handle the twist?
(Verse 2)
You claim you’re the best, but I see the façade,
It’s like you’re chasing shadows, living life in a charade,
All those empty boasts, man, they just make me chuckle,
Your flow's outdated, like a dust-covered buckle.
Check the scoreboard, you’re losing this match,
I’m spitting bars sharp like a lightning scratch,
Thought you could run the game, have us all fooled?
But here I am dropping truth bombs, breaking all the rules.
(Chorus)
Marcely, Marcely, where’s your real wit?
Your rhymes are weak, can’t even handle a hit,
I’m rising like a phoenix, while you’re fading in the mist,
This diss track's a warning, can you handle the twist?
(Bridge)
So step back, take a seat, let me educate,
This rhyme game’s a battlefield, and I’m winning my fate,
No shade against you, but it’s time to get real,
You’re well known, but can you handle this deal?
(Outro)
So Marcely, take a lesson, let it sink in deep,
This is more than a diss; it’s a call to take a leap,
Step up your game, or stay stuck in your lane,
’Cause when it comes to rap, I’m the one they’re gonna claim.
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