Cassidy – Perjury (Tory Lanez Diss)

Download another hot new mp3 free audio song by Cassidy and this amazing music is titled “Perjury (Tory Lanez Diss)”.

Many of you might think this is out of nowhere but there’s a backstory. Tory recently stopped by Funk Flex show on Hot 97 to deliver a five-minute freestyle over Cassidy’s classic track ‘I’m a Hustla’ but Cassidy wasn’t happy as he thought Tory stole some bars from one of his older freestyles.

 

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Cassidy – Perjury (tory Lanez Diss) MP3 DOWNLOAD

Lyrics

[Intro]

Bars is back

These niggas out here still stealing my bars committing perjury and all of that

These niggas gotta be hommid

I’m about to show them how you really suppose to carry

 

[Verse]

I got more heat than that Canadian bacon

My niggas clap drums have guns that’s arrib shaking

That got kick like a feel good

MY team will roll

In the field throwing bullets like gravy and pink

You start to shine niggas is shady waiting to put your lights out

So pray you got a place to stay up in christ house

I stay iced out never been to the white house

For seeing presidents from a house I was selling white out

And what I write about make my bars hard to bite

Bars keeping still you keep stealing all the bars you write

Fuck all the hype you been a bitch all your life

But to shoot a chick push you into harlem nights

That bar was nice cause it was about me

Dont diss in a house breaking but I don’t give a shit

You dissed Lil Baby clout chasing it ain’t about nathan til you laying up in gravy with your scalp baking

I might aim the thing cause life ying and tying

Its like Christ wouldn’t exist without satan

I got hitters on the couch waiting

And if the text from me come out and step on the beat drum

A dead man I need to see one

Hit my whats up so I can see whats happening freerun

That mean I got a dick its a he-she gunning

Dickcab it mean it can fuck you up precum

Bitch you think we dumb you ain’t from where we from

Canada got free healthcare you gonna need some

Its stolen bars in all the records that he done

None of his shit is original, shit pitiful

I was selling records for the game went digital

I started from the bottom like a midget do but niggas knew

The industry was pissing me off when i had shit to do

After my lil bitch was due my accident was critical

If you do it big and they can’t find a bigger you

They will get a look a like that ain’t lit as you

You can’t pay homage biting off a nigga too

Dog you bite off way too much shit to chew

Im getting sick of you culture vultures

Yo i hope you brought a gun cause my youngest son big than you

Its difficult to win when nobody talk as slick as you

And there ain’t rappers miserable that can think as quick as you

So they think of ways to try and steal shit from you without giving credit

Pathetic and premissable

You be stealing from other niggas too

And in my old tracks you spit my old rap like it was you

And you spit the whole rap like it was you and I’m

Not the one who created you i hated it

Young niggas trying run with my outdated shit

I may be lil wesson and lil pop jada smith

You ain’t never use a razor to shave a brick and use a priwreck to use it strength and make it flip

And how you clap at the hot girls favorite chick

Tory when i heard that story that shit made me sick

My lazy crazy shit

And i been cute my whole life i look nice in my baby pics

I’m not a baby bitch i was born in 82 and knew what i was here for that’s 86

You on some crazy shit you must be on a lace front

I got a street sweeper this case slayer if you can’t stunt

Boy you look like a premature dinosaur

And you going bald you need a lace front

Its straight skunk in this backwood

Genetrication is white people moving into the black hood

This guy can get his shit genetrified

Crack is knocking to the white meat tapping pockets like fashion

You cats sure can’t pay homage im your inspiration

Im audictic but y’all gimmicks imitation that’s in the taking

But life like a sims game with the stick im holding im controlling the simulation

Im innovation you you emulating copy that

Im the one you cats copying you the copy cat

If i dont get guap from rap i can hit poppy that

I shot a opp but a opp never shot me

You can’t sing or do regge you gotta rap

And you gotta write it yourself to get props for that

Stop the cap you listen to some bars that i said already

You took notes like the secretary

Corse i know you thought i was the best already but committing perjury wasn’t neccarssy

Wait fuck the hate cause im legendary

You hold enough weight to get them off your back