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John Riley- Diss
Chorus:
not just anotha cat diss'ed/ u got me to the point-beyond piss'ed/ talkin bout my speech-when u da one wit a da lisp/ can't understand ur s'es- just metamorphical guesses/ x2 Nigga u wnna diss me how i talk?/how i walk?/ i can't even understand the shit u say/the shit u spray/ nigga u gon' have 2 lay/u gon' have 2 pray/u can't say/ nuttin to get u out of dis/i ain't gon' submiss,this,as some shit/ some spit/some submission-u wishin-u neva fucked wit me/ cuz ima straight up G/ima spit dis quicka den my clip enterin ur stomach/ima love it/u gon' bleed and run/u did a misdeed time to fix it wit my gun/ these multis are startin to get ill/my skill/is a thrill to hear/ put ur head in a head lock/put my otha hand on da glock/ raise it and hear da clip cock/thats what u get when u mock/ my motha fuckin hip-hop/tip top/slip slop/drip drop/ what u think the last one ment-im the one sent-to do what a landlord does when u dun pay rent/ take u out... Chorus x2 i hope yall noticing ive been usin a lot of s's/ any of yall got guesses, why im doin that?/ check da chorus/ima leave dis cat alone now- he shoulda learned his lesson-but here's a suggesion/ get some proggression-in gettin skill-and conffessen/ that ur a faggot-and my skill u wish u had it/ but u can't handle it/ u 5'6 ass midgit-the hood u dun even live in it/ pussy ass-motha fuckin wnna be black-ur white trash/ u've been burned like ciggarette ash/ my crew will stand tall-sumfin u can't do/ after this diss-ur rap days be threw... John- this should teach u not to fuck wit a real rapper, go back to the nice city u live in, wit ur good family.. callin ur self a thug and sayin this and that-but u neva did shit pussy... fuck wit me again and this time ima make sure u dun live- last time i went lucky and let u live nigga.. POP |
Not too great, pretty basic, work on complexity, vocab was low, no real complexity, no real notable punches or wordplay, no hate but you still need alot of elevation.
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