I'm Not Joyner Or Don Q (Tory Lanez Diss)

Hey no hard feelings my nigga

We gon' laugh about this one day

This was not murder, it was manslaughter

You brought it upon yourself

From yours truly

The next upcoming Canadian hip hop artist

Dax

Yeah, yeah

You said you was the best my nigga, what is the criteria?

All of that's subjective like the prices in Nigeria

How can you compare yourself to all of your superiors?

A Jay, Kendrick, or Cole, my nigga you inferior

All for social media, you preachin' to the choir

I was summoned by the greats, I'm here to force you to retire

I am not a preacher, I am not a teacher

I require only pens pencils and pads to burn you in this fire

This is not a game, you are playin' checkers, I've been playin' chess

You might be what's on, but I'm what's up and I'm what's on next

Prodigy, that's why they had a ghost writer callin' me

I kept it on the hush, that's a Canadian conglomarency

Honestly I was taught to play fair

I won't make a joke about your height or your new hair

I won't talk about your sexuality I don't care

Dream doll addressed it, so I ain't finna go there

Listen

Tory Lanez you better stay in your lane

Stick to rappin' 'bout the bitches, money, cars and cocaine

I ain't hatin' 'cause I know you puttin' food on your plate

But if you have no substance, you can't be great

You got bars lil' nigga, but they hold no weight

I move mountains with my shit, make the whole world shake

I know you feel this shit in your soul

Word on the street Lil' Tory love suckin' on toes

I'm J. Cole the way I diss niggas

Factual facts factually fictionalizing what niggas say in they raps

I dissected every word that you had said in the past

And I'm convinced the insecurity stems from a man who doesn't know

So I will educate and I will help you grow

To be the best is more than similes, metaphors, and flows

It's the ability to enter in a motherfucker's soul

And then repair it and release it to the motherfuckin' globe

Man come on Tory

Why you lyin' to these niggas?

Why you claim you the best?

What you hidin' from these niggas?

Get that shit up off your chest and we'll still ride wit' you nigga

Boy, you better show respect, 'Pac died for you nigga

In a different category, married to game you now divorced and payin' alimony

I am not a saint, this is not a holy matrimony

I am not your peer, I was made inside a laboratory

I'm from the same country this a family feud

Ya, I love you like a son and I know Drake does too

The bloods thicker than the water, so I'll tell you the truth

You will never be the best, you are not that dude

But don't worry you will still be rich

Fuck every girl and probably bang every bitch

Have niggas down to ride, until the day you quit

Have girls sing along with you to all your shit

Now let me tell you why I'm qualified, my quality is quantified

I'm greatness in the makin' but it's actually personified

A mammoth feastin' through a rap game famine

Bars immigrated caught up like you 21 Savage

I am not the other people you battled, I won't get personal

I rap and sing just like you, but it's purposeful

Don Q let you live, Joyner murdered you

I cut you up limb by limb, this shit is surgical

To be the best, you have to speak on more topics than your riches

I'm a rapper for the people, you a rapper for the bitches

Changin' lives I will live and outlast

But as soon you stop rappin', you're a thing of the past

Just another rapper waitin' on a check from a entity

You'll die and be forgotten, I will die and leave a legacy

Rap sing melodies, my cadence straight heavenly

Rap game savior, you infect it I'm the remedy

This out of reach I set the bar too high

Vertically challenged, you won't reach it even if you reply

I got a fetish for dead bodies, I'll eat you alive

Take your heart, drink your blood while I'm watchin' you die

Tory, this is tactical, highly mathematical

Divided and subtracted you from thinkin' it was practical

To rap against a nigga who is versed and international

And studied in the arts of killin' rappers who aren't rational

So what you gon' say to 'Pac when I send you up to meet him up in heaven?

How you gon' explain that you claim you the best but ain't got nothin' to show for it on your damn record?

We don't care 'bout cars

We don't care 'bout clothes

We don't care 'bout money

Tory Lanez nigga we don't care 'bout none of that shit

You a prime example of a nigga who got it

On the outside but inside you still ain't rich

We care 'bout impact

Nigga did you give back?

Every time you rap

Don't nobody feel that

Nigga you a joke

To think that you can sit amongst the greats

All the ones who here now, and the ones who paved the way

Fuck

Man that should be me

I'm the one who should be sayin' I'm the best

I'm the one rappin' savin' lives underpaid

Who ain't even fuckin' worried 'bout a motherfuckin' check

It's Dax