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Gynophobia
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Gynophobia was released on April 2, 2024 by APTStudios as a part of the album Gynophobia - Single
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Release DateApril 2, 2024
LabelAPTStudios
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM109

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Apt
Apt
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Tarascio
Anthony Tarascio
Composer

Lyrics

Anthony Jacobs, you'll never compare to me
You claim your a rapper "apparently"
When I'm done with these flows, you'll be scared to see
The sheer havoc of these blows, call it heresy
My bars and my pace are just relentless
You've got yellow teeth man, check the dentist
That's right, I'm a flipping rhyme spitting machine
And I'm up against this 2-inch Mexican Mr. Clean
AJ, don't act slick, you're makin me laugh
They need to write these lyrics on the bottom of your epitaph
I show you to the girls, they'd all say "pass"
Too busy wonking your willy to go touch some grass
You told everyone you're going to Uni
But then you got debunked by the man, yours truly
You're straight, how's it feel to have a higher chance
Getting a boyfriend than getting in a girl's pants
You got this attitude, you think you're radical, dude
But when you conversating with em, they feel saddened for you
After this diss track, you'll be battered and bruised
Even if this was a battle, you feel maliced, it's true
AJ, why you always acting up so much
Maybe it's because you've never felt a woman's touch
You won't stop pestering, like a blister
Maybe that's why I accidentally pulled your sister
Anthony Jacobs, you'll never compare to me
You claim your a rapper "apparently"
When I'm done with these flows, you'll be scared to see
The sheer havoc of these blows, call it heresy
My bars and my pace are just relentless
You've got yellow teeth man, check the dentist
That's right, I'm a flipping rhyme spitting machine
And I'm up against this 2-inch Mexican Mr. Clean
If you wanna know your balance it's how much a dollar cost
Your breath gassed more people than the holocaust
Yo, why you always trying to copyright my stuff?
You think I'm done dissing, no, that's not enough
Yo, why you always ragging on me being aroace
When you and your "girlfriend" couldn't hit first base
The Mexican border needs to be remade
How'd a 4' midget jump it in the first place
You let Jack pull more than you?
And you expect all of us to conform to you?
If a girl praises you, it'll stick to you forever
You'll probably frame it with gold print and leather
You're getting clocked by this Asian amarillo (yellow)
You'll never stop getting rejected, little mijo
You always talk about being gay, yeah we know
And now you're stuck being a such a short estupido
Anthony Jacobs, you'll never compare to me
You claim your a rapper "apparently"
When I'm done with these flows, you'll be scared to see
The sheer havoc of these blows, call it heresy
My bars and my pace are just relentless
You've got yellow teeth man, check the dentist
That's right, I'm a flipping rhyme spitting machine
And I'm up against this 2-inch Mexican Mr. Clean
My neck hurts from looking down all the time
Go to back to Mexico and go eat your tamales
I'll tell the tale of your crush on that girl Palomares
You had a crush on her, yes, you obsessed
Cause all you did was text her once, and I did the rest
You ain't got no rizz, man, nah, even less
And though I'm aroace, to the women I'm the best
Anyway, let's hear the story of your defeat
Did I mention your flirting skills are really obscene?
But I'll give you credit, you shot your shot, I'll agree
And you got rejected, wow, I wonder what this means
It means in order to get the women you need a confident stance
So maybe talk to her, make friends, well I guess you really can't
How can you not understand it, you gotta fret, I know yo actin up
You're scared of women, and you got that illness gynophobia
Written by: Anthony Tarascio
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