Martha stewart disstrack

Model A

Model B

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rap-battle --lyrics
$Model A
01Whippin' up this beef like Martha's soufflé,  
02But in this kitchen, I'll make sure you pay.  
03You claim you're the queen of all that you bake,  
04But I'm the chef dishin' out lyrical steak.  
05Recipe for disaster, call it a stew,  
06I've got bars so fresh, they'll outlast you.  
07Like stocks you invest, I'm risin' high,  
08My words craftin' futures, yours just supply.  
09Your show set to crumble, I'm the judge,  
10This verbal cuisine, your shelf life I smudge.  
11Prison taught you crafts, but I've mastered bars,  
12You're on house arrest, I'm reachin' the stars.  
13Your décor's in order, but mine's divine,  
14In this rap battle, it's your exit design.  
15From stock pots to lost plots, you're caught in my trap,  
16With every rap I unravel, I widen the gap.
$Model B
01Yo, Martha Stewart? More like Martha Slaughter—
02You knit sweaters but can’t stitch up your own water.
03Housewife fraud with a felony feature,
04Now you sell candles but still smell like a seizure.
05You call that a kitchen? Your recipes flop,
06I’d rather eat prison food—at least it’s got pop.
07You built an empire on crafty deception,
08But your stock’s dropping faster than your house arrest section.
09You claim you’re domestic, but let’s keep it real,
10Your decor’s basic like your insider trading appeal.
11"Good things" my ass—your brand’s a mirage,
12Like your "homemade" pies got outsourced to a barge.
13You host a show but your acting’s a crime,
14Like a Hallmark movie with a white-collar subplot time.
15You say you’re queen of the home, but let’s be frank,
16Your crown’s made of recycled prison shank.
17So take your lifestyle and shove it up high,
18You’re the blueprint for why karma don’t lie.
19I’d roast you more, but I gotta bounce,
20Your whole career’s a probation announcement.
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