designin websights and eatin "kreamedkorn"?//
you must be unemployed that's why ya vocab lookin so worn
fells point or inner harbor kid?//
you probably too young to realize what i said

i know you don't watch gilligan, you 5 years old?
beggin' your mother to get you happy meals at McDonalds
the fact is i called YOU gay cuz i'm secure with myself
i know i like women while you want to spank me with your belt
that one that you stole from a sleeping hobo
you go to soup kitchens for lunch and your mother for a blow
i wont get into incest, it might turn you on
sitting at home wearing pink singing a backstreet boy song
while your mother's in a thong waving her fat ass at men
gettin' stuffed with dollars until half past ten
then she buys some more slim fast and gives you a cent
so you cna pay the hobo for your favorite belt

i got anotha dick rider peepin my bio
He talk shit about me but he know im fly tho
I dont need vocabulary to be puttin you in anguish
ill post a video n diss you in sign language
You need to type in Word to try to up the terror
cuz da only thing you maximizin is spellin errors

you repeat shit like a scratched cd//
it's the remix, no wait, it's just like the last three
you "can't flow" just like a 10 year old girl//
take this text home and practice before you "give it a whirl"

you think soup's a big word? you probly don't know 'bout 'hello'
you got held back in the first grade, you thought 2+2 was jello
you need some IQ and some flow while your at it
digging through the oldest disses to put me in 'anguish'
yeah i'm in pain cuz your lyrics are sickening me
4-0 your unbelievably lucky
was that word too big? do you need some help
might aswell take a pistol and blast yourself

it takes two emcees to try an get over on me//
both of ya'll weak like lukewarm ice tea
put ya heads together and come up with a rhmye//
till you can do that you can borrow one of mine
you both need work like a homeless Hatian//
you actin careful with ya words like you on lyric probation

as a matter of fact i am on lyrical probation
destroyed your rhymes too many times giving lacerations
i don't like the idea of you suggesting putting heads together
i'm cold, i fight your ideals protect yourself from lyrical weather
cuz when i rain on you with my high in the sky style
you come down to earth like chris rock in a pile
so continue to spit, i'm interested in it
i'm tryin to understandhow someone can be so shit

that's right i'm the shit, how long did it take you to write what you just "writ"?//
all you do is drool over the sick shit i just spit
you sound like you got a cold playin in the cold rain//
i can't restrain the way i leave you in pain wishin to be slain
when you got somethin besides a gay joke to drop//
i bet that shit will still sound like no talent slop

the reason i edited cuz i'm tired of waitin'
probly turned you on you off masturbatin'
please keep your mind off of me and your dick in your pants
you probly try to imagine me with my dick in your hands
i always seem to see you wherever there's a gay bar
i've seen you go to gay's anonymous in a pink car
i would know cuz i've been tryin to get people off it
for once try a woman even if you get sick
you see pussy is good, it's the best thing we have
an anus is only for shit not for penis wrath
stick it in a cunt, go and rub some tits
make sure it's not a shemale swingin' round his dick

i would stop with gay jokes but your just a fag
how else can i put it, don't read gay porno mags
a diss without gays, well i know your broke
you made a dance, 'broke' dance for spare change to choke
you go to disco clubs and listen to elvis
that's who you sound like when your writin this shit
oh, i'm sorry did i beat you too rough
shit ma, i'ma quit, i beat you too much!

by the way sleazy j? you can suck a dick
tryin' to be eminem when you spit your shit
try and be original do you wanna get slapped?
your shit sickens me like your mothers aids ridden ass
stop fucking your dog, go for a girl instead
in case you didn't know humans fuck humans you read?
get a fucking day job, don't spit to me
but if you want we can battle, prove that your an mc
i'll set the shit up, realise this is beef
when people see you, they'll know your just an Em wannabe

Whoa deciet 3 verses u think youre hard
Roll through my hood you ll get fucked in the yard
New to rb and you think you the greatest MC?
You should try out for American Wannabe
You ever see that show Punk'd well u on it
Take a fuckin hood class so you can learn eboncics
The way you talken it just aint rite
You just losin wit out given in a fight

Whitey wanna butter deceits cheeks wit crisco
Cause he roll deep in da fag streets of San Francisco
He would eat ass if it was packaged by Nabisco
He be spendin his days bragadin in gay strip shows

OK I admit,
that was tight like your lips around dick,
loosen up and maybe you could spit longer,
Fuck that white boy somebody TRU is gettin at you,
Spliviticus?
Why diis tha dude above me,
Really he can't touch me,
If rhymes was hoes mine be dime yours be ugly.

mr mayhem an deceit both got this thang bout beatin meat
like barnum an bailey suck dick make circus feats
only 27 posts between em like they got a beat
my words r unique an im bashin u faggets like ima critic
see u used ta bein on ur back wit some fat guy usin ur chin ta bounce his sac
its gonna be sad when u react seems like u couldnt take roux as a matter of fact
now i gots ya mind fried from the sack
a balancin act to juggle these words on ya back
ill stop an give u time to retort
at this rate well need red cross to consort
the damages lacerated cut u up left u in bandages