Beef

First I want to address
To all those who think I'm selfish
I always stand firm
I've never insulted an artist

You believe a lie that now I'm not humble
That I'm not like before and they emphasize it with accents
And just because they've made songs about me
They can't believe anyone without having both versions

Anyone can make up reasons
If I'm so humble why do I keep
Replying with four million followers
Retweeting many of my subscribers
I know many of them, I always give them hearts
I talk to some who do video reactions
Always willing to help even with donations

That being said, I don't know where to start
I'm going to clarify all the things
And lies that others invent
I have so many pending topics to answer

That I don't have time for a specific one
So I make this Diss for everyone
And you have it as a pack

You the puppet, and I'm your puppeteer
Yours is only interest
Look, I have you scared
Because you are really good
My friend, but eating the egg
If you start telling a joke, I fall asleep
Before you finish it

You didn't want people to mess with you for being stuttering
You forgot your beginnings and now you became a tough guy
And now it turns out that you do the same
As those who screwed you over
Since you only seek fame and with me you have it tough

Because none of all my fans
Is as sold out as to subscribe to your channel
You insulted and disrespected others
It would be a dishonor if any Zomber became Champ

You got into them because you couldn't handle me
But my fans are strong like me because they are mine
They hit you so hard that I better not comment
Oh!

I saw you frustrated and crying on Twitter my friend
And then you ended up drunk crying on Insta
Doing Instastories like a kid

To insult my fans
First you have to kill me
I only hear blah, blah, blah
You know where to find me

Speaking of Diss Track, yours is terrible by the way
You want to kill this zombie but the zombie is already dead
And if I come out of the grave it's not for necrophilia
It's because I plan to devour you along with all my family

You despise them
You mess with them saying they are like rats
You will never in your life have the millions of fans
That I have and that kills you

I defend my ideals, everything I believe in
You say you're the rap God but in Hip-Hop I'm an atheist
Bless! Your unnecessary hatred and those airs of McGregor
I have them with a hot chocolate and Oreo cookies

I'm going to hit you so hard
That you'll want someone to pack your bags
They want to throw me with a beef
That seems like it's from the Violetta series

If you want to surpass me
At least write your own lyrics
Not with Eminem covers
Or plagiarizing me from Big Metra

Real!
It's the bullying you suffered in school
I've also suffered it, I'm not happy about it
How do you want my appreciation, if instead of changing the world
You do the same things they did to you because you became foolish

And now what?
Are you promoting bullying? How brave
Before it wasn't funny when the strong one hit you
But you've come across someone who will do more than confront you
I'll give you a taste of your own medicine so you see how it feels

You're very heavy in every sense, kid
I don't know how many times you've thrown me
Hey! I'm going to open schools for frustrated rappers
This is the revenge for C-Kan, for the Spanish and for Davo

My rap is not valued, no
By a TV jury that has won
Millions and millions deciding
Who has succeeded
Sitting as bosses when there are very needy children

In Africa, in your county
In Latin America, in Europe, anywhere
I have no qualms about throwing myself with spoiled incompetents
Today I'm going to give you the education your mother didn't give you

I don't need a contest for people to see my talent
Instead you presented yourself and were too slow
I'm happy we're back to the old times
Hey! This screw reminds me of Residente against Tempo

White eyes because I have it deep inside, oops yes
Maybe you have it small because I don't even feel it
And those are jokes that you make believing
That they are extraordinary rhymes
That are not funny if you have two fingers
In front it's humor for elementary school kids

There was a serious earthquake in Mexico, joker
I tried to help by spreading information
While you only wrote sitting in your room
People were suffering and you were just trying to be the center of attention

That's why I don't throw myself, with bastard rappers
Rhymes with infinitives, because the zombie bit you
Without offensive content, now get out of the way
That after this song I have negative karma

You don't know what a Zarcort is but you'll know what a Kronno is
Who gives you all the letters to sit on your throne
Dumber than Raimundo this moron
That the bastard came in second and realized he was competing alone

You're frustrated, you want to be like me
You just need to get on your knees and beg for the beef
What a waste, now you put on black glasses, hey
Almost as black as the one you ate last night

Your rhymes hurt me a lot as a rapper
So much that at night I can't sleep, buddy
Yes
Yes
You're really good
The kid is happy so give him his trophy

The kid is happy, he has reached a hundred thousand
At the expense of making up things and throwing shit at me
Wow, are you happy, right?
To have gained so many fans and to have done it with your effort

It's great that you appeared on TV
You reached a hundred thousand being a crybaby
Send me the plaque to the following address
Three double V you're a fucking idiot go to hell dot com

Copy my eyes, you look like a puppet
His Twitter embarrasses me more than a reality show
They put me as a beginner and it's normal that I blow them up
You McGregor in rap and you ran into Mayweather

What are you going to nail me
If when you rap nothing is understood
It's about vocalizing each letter correctly and perfectly
Anyone can rap and be faster
But tell me where's the fun if you can't understand a damn thing

If I've never thrown at anyone it's not because
I'm afraid of them or anything, my brother
It's because I don't want to hand over on a silver platter
The fame I've earned
It kills me that they want to hang on to everything I do
They envy me for having worked and studied
I'm not worth what I say, I'm worth what I keep quiet

You give me so much importance, you're my fan first
You like to steal fans and now you have a hundred thousand new ones
Who follow this asshole's bullying, what a joke
I'm going to make you lose them and you'll end up at zero
And if I don't make it then let them stay with you
They've already shown that they're now sold out
Stop crying, have your doll
I'm not God or a prophet
I'm the one who picks up the pen and nails you in every letter

You my puppet in rap, you talk to me on your knees
But that's not a problem, you're very good at it, got it?
Okay, I'll behave now, you mess with me
Because on line sixteen they would close your ass

Speaking of line sixteen, what do you have against rap-Play
If you defend freedom of expression so much
Being able to say what I want, then why can't I?
Talk about my life, all my childhood or if I want about games
I've always seen you envious
We've created an empire and it got jealous
Even Eminem has Venom tracks
Venom!
From Call Of Duty, see that you're just a fool
Who hasn't informed himself because he's just useless

What an attitude, good for you
Criticizing rap-Plays and making a Deadpool song
It drives me crazy, am I embarrassing?
What's cringeworthy
Is that being from Spain I represent your flag much more

You can't face it, you don't give anything to your people
You just act tough, you want to seem brave to me
I love Mexico, it's a hot audience
Learn, see?, how you separate us I unite our continents
I didn't know who you were and some fans told me about the situation
And seriously you're super good, seriously
The best rapper I've ever seen in my life
So much that I entered your channel and then I left with AIDS

On November 6th you released
A song where you mentioned me that's not worth a damn
Even in the comments you challenged me
But my mind said, look Kronno better leave the way you came in
On March 5th, you already have posters in your room
I received offensive comments
Almost a year later you mess with me again
I thought what's wrong with this guy and why doesn't he make his own way
And this year he threatens me to make diss tracks against me
All this time I still didn't know who you were
But don't worry, these are things that happen
Some singers are not known even at home

I defended MC Davo and he saw his response
I threw him a line and he made me a song bro
On May thirtieth you released your song you fell very low
You did it very badly, it's not understood a damn thing in the song
The problem is that you pronounce it like my clapper

And what?, what happened? It happened that I ignored you again
You left crestfallen and you ate all my –
See?, how annoying you are, and on top of that you have the balls
To tell all the fans that I started it
I as always pass, I never paid attention to you
The fans believed it, they treated me like a clown
I give you a review, what really filled the glass
Was messing with my fans friend and I won't stand for that

You say it's a Krillin against Bills?
I'd rather say it's Black Goku against Britney Spears
You the fastest in the world?
I'm the Hyperbolic Time Chamber in Dragon Ball
What you do in two years I do in two seconds

Finally I give you a lesson
Egocentric rapper who thinks he's the center of attention
No wonder you've never surpassed me and that's sad
Because you in your little rap if you edited it (there it goes)

I finish by saying they call me Kronno
Some already call me Throne
Surely it's because I'm still sitting here alone
I control the tempo, I'm gold
No way, don't leave a mic to this monkey
That in rap I confuse him with a toilet
You think what you do is something difficult
That the rest can't do it, that you do it alone

Pay attention you're not worth a damn, I say it in your slang
I suppose stepping on your rap will give me a lot of luck
Because it's equivalent to stepping on shit
I'm out, if all the Zombers know me
As the Hater killer I suppose it's for a reason
And it's because if I write with anger there won't be a rapper safe

Listen my brother, my record doesn't matter to you
What a shame, you're a jerk but with two hands and whole
After this song my buddy you'll answer me and it won't be worth anything
Because I don't want to humiliate you or give you more fame
Than I've already given you, if you want we'll give you
A pat on the back and you leave with the desire

I'm the bullet that ends in your face, crazy man
You're a failure looking for fame from this boy
The top ten in music so fuck them
Every good YouTuber has their own rat and mine is called Toylets