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WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS

Fuckin Screech's cousin becoming a rapper :laugh:

You are to much son :laugh2:

And guess what

You goin down :gfy:

: : Stop The Practice of Wackness : :
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S DIzzle says im wack and plain garbage :nono:
This is the first diss of many :hump:

You l
Dizzle When I spit at you, I choose to use action-words
In essence, I’m basically saying I attack the wack-with-verbs
Intelligent enough to keep intact-with-nerds infectious serge
Able to weed the wack out, I dispatch-the-herbs
Come and take a ride with me, I’ll be the driver and you all can be my passengers
This aint the special Rap olympics Dizzle so i doubt you will be a feirce challenger
Speak softly, told to speak up, but in fact-I’m-heard
U Had writer’s block ya whole life, me I never lacked-the-urge
I’m iller than you, hands-down so fagget put ya hands up
You suck so much, even your so-called fans-clown and thats whats up
Its time to bow-down to your superior
I’ve been put on this earth to make you feel inferior
I won’t just diss your outside, I’ll diss your intererior
Until your eyes start to swell with tears, “Please stop, I’m getting teary, Sir.”
I’ve been swell for years, You dealt-with-queers
Illness? (pause) its expected-here 17 huh nice breast 2 pair
If I decide to do audio’s I’ll be the best-you-hear
That won’t be for a while, I’m just allowing you to injest-the-fear
You should feel honored that I fucking blessed-this-here
I’m straight with this while you look like a suburban jack ass bitch
Don’t test me, dear S dizzle c-through like ya glass's witha Fat lip
I flow like a keg, I’m blessed-with-beer and a killers mind
You know its drastic, I’m so hot I melt plastic like ya ryhmes

My message to you:

Stop the Practice of Wackness.

Dizz son at least two good MCs left and one of them is “Frozen-like-the-Winter”
The other’s so Extreme, that even records by “Deion is Broken-like-this-Winter”~
But I come with torches and two by fours leavin Ya Smokin-Mics-with-Splinters
And eatin fakes for me is takin seriously cuz i'm not the Jokin-type-in-Dinners~
Ya Plain-just-Copy that’s why compared to me ya a joke from the fake jacob and jersey down to the shoes
I get “Extremely Heated” and Slice open ya Pancreas and watch ya Abdominal-Ooze~
Ice back for “Round 2” “Knockin you out just like Phenomenal-Booze”
Or just spit Cancerous rhymes that will swell and clog each one of ya Bronchial-Tubes~
Im fuckin sick of Fiend-Freaks im not the type who says “Let my Green-Speak”
Nope I got a Pristine-“Reach” with “Listerine”-Teeth that could “Clean-Bleach”~
But that’s As-a-Whole ya just an Ass-in-Whole, with brute force we Blast-a-Hole through ya fat head like a donut
Through ya Back-and-Soul and so exits ya Rap-so-Fold or meet mw -in a battle if ya ever feeling -Bold~and then WHAT

see me dizzle

you aint shit DAWG