En Peasant Young Elo Diss Track
[Verse]
Young ELO drop a diss track
His ego’s got a big crack
Tryna clap back at an IM Gotham chad
Madman says he’s 1600 but 600 where you really at
Put on your seat belt, strap in, send help
You’re gonna need some health to get up onto my level
Use nothing for protection, you should probably switch to metal
Two views on your disaffection, and you think that you can battle
But when it comes riding you’re the one who sits in the saddle
Dumb castle, bit raddled, lucky to get on my channel, I was hiding in the shadows
Now you’re out and you’re manhandled
No one knew me now everyone knows who I am
Young ELO sеnd help we’re gonna need a man
Namе’s Young ELO cause we both know that they’re so low
Nearly died cause I had to listen to your shit flow
Watched your earlier vids and I thought to get the rope
But first Imma take you with a no scope

Elo the same as your age, Rookie sit down and behave
Don’t hit me with your motherfuckin dumb ass rhymes
The game is mine
And call me the divine cause I’m bout to send you to hell
You need to use autotune but the devil still gonna take the l
You like nevil I’m like harry
You like karpov, I’m like garrry
You shoot the gun, it gets parried
You lose the game and still get carried
You put the rook in D
You got a rookie D
You put the king in C, cause you don’t see yourself as me
Hoss you’re just a pawn to me
Not worthy of an enemy
Messed with my territory
After this you’re going to be even more sedentary
You’re gonna need some ketamine
To use the same shit I did when I was shitting on shits
Young than you bitch, you’re coworker broke the roof but I’ll break you
Slam your head so hard in the deck, you’ll  be sucking your own boobs
And it'll be stuck harder than up your ass, then your to tongue with ice cubes
You should stick to diss tracks but you’re still shit at that
Limp dick, birch ass, still fat, kiss ass (fuckin' rat)
Go home cry to cat it wants a compartment of milk
From the dairy department, where you used to work
Selling cartons of milk that are twice of what you’re worth
While she’s thinking about how much of a mistake to make you were when she gave birth
Listen to your track and I hear are megahertz
Cause you fuckin louder than the earrape that I play at church
Heard to Look at all your discord texts and the truth hurts
Asks for lyrics then shits on em cause the truth hurts
Earn so much money but you can't make a verse
Dumbest person I know and you’re still a fucking nerd
You sad real, you mad bird
Bro you’re getting knocked out of your game with just my fucking words
Cock you with 2 8 line bar, so you stop ducking little girl
Called out you’re planet ego but you’re more like squirrel girl
I’m the only planet here so get off my world
I would get bars from your games, but it’s bad for health
You were the worst player in the series (like pear)
It makes sense you like your knights cause all they do are Ls
You’re coworker, boss, guy in the producing department
When he fell through the roof did he laugh as hard as I did
Contradicting your own story harder than your wife did
Looking like the downgraded version of Eric Cartman
Gotham didn’t feel a need to respond to your wack mumle rap
We’re still in motherfuckin the car don’t a heart attack
Stop getting thirsty, I’m just playing the track
Is it too hot
For your small limp stitched cock
Think you’re good at a game cause you clapped up some bad bots
Rhyming Finegold and blind fold, think you’re rap god?
Playing COD on mobile, doesn’t have his laptop
Trying to shoot Gotham but all I see are missed shots
People today they hoping for some copium
Adopt you so bad that I should call you my son
Rap’s so dope but you still owe me one
Snortin so much on coke that you don’t see the mate in one
Sucking off Gotham’s chess but you’re not getting any texts
Call yourself 6’1 but you’re not getting any sex
The only thing you’re fucking is Youtube and Twitch cause they have to sort through your vids
Since you thought a little rich kid would take em out with a few hits (fucking idiot)
Your shit will never make a dent in anyone but yourself
You do it for clout you don’t deserve a platinum or help
You meant to choke on your gulps, getting broke, with no hope, with your throat dying out saying can’t roast the GOAT
Don’t blame me you’re the one who started it
You’re the one who returned to monk to shit
Just the attention whore of Gotham’s clicks
Bust out the mention and he starts to tremor quick
NNow he’s got Parkinson’s, sound’s like you’re a crippled prick
After this, you’re gonna pay money just to suck my dick
Call out Benson cause I have to deal with these little shits
Wants a boxing match and I'm ready cause I'm fuckin' ripped
Started beef as soon as he wants to start to dip
When he lose the game he can go suck on his boyfriend's clit
Cause
I’m omnipresent, on a peasant
Now you on antidepressants
I’m a repellent, killing and stealing
Drilling, grilling you into evanescent
Transcending to heaven, you getting so bloody but you ain't 11
And incessant on incest questions
So let this be your lesion of lesion
You’re seizure’s appealing
RIP the ceiling
Facts don’t care about your feelings
Time to stop interbreeding
And drug dealing
It’s time to start kneeling
And for me to finish mealing
On the bleeding carcass as you squealing
And the cat's starting to eat , as you deceasing
Health decreasing
I’m increasing
Put on some session(ing)
Heath is fleeting you’re not healing
Screams repeating
Destroy heathen
Keep on beating
Then you start ceasing
And screaming and creaming
Dreaming of being something
[Outro]
BUT YOU AINT NOTHING