The End of It

Upload and delete, he'd be hitting the street Like a gang or a fleet, there'd be visible marks on the battle line But I guess this really his time, didn't get a dime Though nearly did a crime, for all this he'd be doing quite a bit of grime First song name is Party, was quite simple though I found it hardy Did good on the beat, then bro took on a seat for a week And then made something new and second track Real slick, kinda took the mick It sounded kinda slick, but I guess he took the kick Now that track, it be gone But I got on my phone, finna leak Joking, fleek it Third song name was Dark Side, the music's on the far side It had a weird echo and lyrics to make Gotta drink a can of beer to stay awake And of course he took it down There he dropped the crown But one more track was about to go down He reused the same beat, maybe winning some feats Fake boxer it's called and I think kinda cold But big man don't think so, he think it's cringe No reports came flying down and so did Big Dizzy's crown Got called out the next day, it's about the song you made Why you dissing him mate, you really didn't think But hate, now he took it down, the plot had been found A hundred plus streams, it is all going down But you know the job ain't done, I don't care where you from Little bro, it's my turn To show you how it be when you're like Tom