wapple disstrack because he sucks and i hate him

Wapple Diss Track: Time to Expose the Truth

1. Yo, listen up! I’m here to speak the truth About this whack product called Wapple – it’s no proof They claim to be great, but let me clear the air It’s trash, plain and simple, they haven’t got a prayer Wapple, thought you could deceive us all? But your flavor’s weak, it’s a complete downfall You say you’re fresh, but you’re rotten to the core Like a fake thug trying to keep from being a bore Your taste is bland, like munching on air I’d rather have a burger or a juicy pear You think you’re a king, but you’re just a fool Your reputation’s crumbling, it’s almost through.

2. I’ll stick with the legends, the real rap elite Where the beats are strong and the rhymes are sweet. Wapple, you’re fake—just a wannabe in this game Step aside, kid, you’ve got no fame I’m a pro spitting fire, bringing heat with my flow You know Wapple’s not good, it’s a disgrace, so just know I’m keeping it real, never selling out for clout While you’re out there floundering, trying to figure it out So listen up, Wapple, it’s time to retreat You’re a joke in this scene, it’s time to accept defeat I’m loyal to the streets, where the true vibe thrives While you pretend to hustle, struggling to survive.

3. Yo, pay attention, I’ve got something to share About this fool named Wapple—man, he’s just not fair His game is weak; he’s got no rhythm or flow Step aside, Wapple, I’m here to steal the show You claim you’re a rapper, but you lack the skill Your lyrics are a mess, they make my ears feel ill I spit fire, my words are sharp as a knife While you stumble and bumble through every line in your life Wapple, it’s time to step it up if you can If you want to earn respect in this rap land I’m the real deal, the king of the block You’re just a poser clown, no rhythm to rock I rap about struggle, pain, and the grind While you sip on mimosas, living life unrefined.

4. So back it up, Wapple, watch me dominate I’m the real deal, the game’s new innovate You’ve got nothing on me—I’m too hot to handle I’ll leave you in the dust, just a footnote scandal So remember this name, ’cause I’m here to reign I’m the true gangster, repping hard every day Wapple, you’ll never rise up to my level or hood So step back now, ‘cause you’re just no good.

5. Yo, gather ‘round, I’ve got a tale to tell About a product named Wapple – let’s break the spell They think they’re cool, but they’ve got it wrong Let me set the record straight with this sick song Wapple is not good, I’m telling you the truth They think they’re fly, but they’re just a bunch of goofs With their lame flavor—it’s a real gut punch Can’t fathom how they got famous; looking like a bad brunch I’m bringing the beat and dropping rhymes that hit hard Wapple, you better watch out—you’re playing with a wild card Your so-called juice is flat, got no flavor at all I spit flames while you stand there, having a fall.

6. I roll with my crew; we’re not here to play Wapple, we’re coming to take you down today Your marketing’s flashy, but it’s all a disguise You can’t fool us, Wapple, you’re living in lies So step aside and make way for the real We’re the kings of this game; you know the deal Your weak juice can’t touch our style We’re taking over,