[Intro]
It's all bad now man, it's all bad
But y'all done FUCKED up now
YEAH! Haha, new shit, ayyo
I just want the whole RG to know
That I did not start this, but I will finish it
[Verse 1]
Comin' up, it never mattered what colour you was
If you could tate, then you could tate
That's it, that's what it was
Back when, motherfuckers was straight backpackin'
Tatin', Scribin' for life on this site
For the Ed to get passed, and you psyched and you gassed
Then you hype, cuz you Ed
And you might tate some songs
If you edit, then you edit
Shake hands like a man and you swallowed it
When the New Editor thread in the editor forums was like
Our only source of light
When the tates used to mean something, an upvote was like
You were the shit, now it's like the least you get
+10 now just means you're a piece of shit
+0.5 or +1
Means you're Maboo, Fran, Shaz, or Freeus
Shit I don't even think you realize
You're playing with motherfuckers' lives
I done watched Ab get fucked on Fagman
Probably cause I was on it
Now you fucked me out of my editorship, I let it slide
I said I wouldn't hold my fuckin breath to get re ed
Shit I was right, I'da fuckin died already tryin
I swear to God, I never lie, I bet that's why
You let that bitch give me that bullshit de ed
I sat and took it, I ain't look at the shit, we knew
You'd probably try and fuck us with Snap and Dela too
*Hock spit*, fuck an editorship we through
No more staff to street credit, them days is dead
Penes got AKs to Nidays head
Every thread there's an 8-page Shit Staff spread
Will somebody please tell whoever hired his head
That I am not afraid of this fuckin waste of lead
On my keyboard, for me to write some shit this simple
So listen closely, as I break it down and proceed
This dumb cac's about to get smoked like rolled weed
You don't know me or motherfucking Aus Chat
You motherfucking cac
Put me in your fuckin thread just to upvote your little
Sell-out site, I ain't mad, I feel bad
Here's an ad, here's a poster of Niday and this fag
You wanna talk about some shit that you don't know about, yea?
Let's talk about how you're puttin your own staff out there
To try to eat off them because you missed your boat
You're never gonna blow, bitch, you're just too trash
No wonder you're sore now, lordy you're bored now
I'm pushing 20, you're kickin 30's door down
Bitch this is war now, and you'll never beat me
All you do is cheat me out of IQ
But you know that you'll always see me
In your noti’s, cuz you've got to stay up 'til
3 in the morning to see your thread get upvoted once by Tyrant
So, hee hee hee, who has the last laugh? Trash Squad, yea
So on behalf of the whole site, kiss our asshole cracks
We'll never fold or hold back, just know that Niday's wack
No matter how many times I say his name, he'll never blow jack
You're better off tryin' to bring Maboo back
Look at your track record, that's how far it goes back
It's extortion, and Tyrant owns a portion
So half of the staff up there is fresh out of uni from Yale
Bullyin and bossin Eds like they a slave
They completely brainwashed them and forced them to stay
Locked in their own tates
Afraid of the softest, fakest, wannabe staffer in New York
And it's pitiful, cuz I would have never said shit if you'da
Kept your mouth shut, bitch, now what?
Hit it Ab, spit it Dela, new shit, exclusive
Yo Ry, yo Shaz, you know what to do with this
Use it, I'm through, this is stupid
I can't believe I stooped to this bullshit to do this
And who are you callin a bitch, bitch?
You owe me
