*D.I.E*
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Just A Little Somethin ~DISS~
IP:
Ya'll The Epiphany Of No Ability, With Blows To Ya Arteries I’m Responsible For Ya Lack Of Agility
Lyrically-Challenged, So Fly I Rip Shit Usin Perfect Symmetry-With-Talons/ I’ll Knock Ya World Off It’s Axis And Leave Ya Slanted N Off Balance
Clip Portions-Of-Proportion, You The Reason Why Mothers Have Aborted-Abortions
Have Ya Ina Twist Like Contorted-Contortions, Try To ‘Flip’ On Me But I’ll Just Leave Ya With Distorted-Distortions
Homie-You-Lost, Like Unnavigated Submarines Ya Skills Below-Me-N-Tossed/ Show-Me-You-Floss And I’ll Take Ya Ice Away Like Fire-To-Frost
Think You’re The Shit But Ya Still Couldnt’t Impress-A-Newb/ I’m ‘Cash Money’ ‘Behind My Bars’ While You Couldn’t ‘Shine’ If Ya Dressed-In-Jewls
YOU can’t Defeat-Me, CAN’T Get Ya Words Out Cause I’m Beatin-My-Foes/ I’ll Toss Ya WIN Out And Rock Ya The Way I’m Concrete-With-My-Blows
Ya Style’s-Peon, Ya Might Have Been Decent Once But That Was Eons-Ago/ Ya Miles-Behind-Me Yet To Reach The Degree-That-I-Flow
Sample-My-Punches, I’ll Make An Example-Leavin-On-Crutches Then Trample-Ya-Arms-While-You-Desperately-Clutch-Them/ Had A Sleep Over N Disgusted-Ya-Men-When-Ya-Rapidly-Touched-Them
Entrapped-N-Combusted Ya Off The Map-N-Ya-Busted/ I’m Sure Ya Would Put Holes In My Brain Only If Ya Pump-Wasn’t-Rusted
Ya Raps-Need-To-Be-Adjusted, Ya Attempts Are Sad-N-Robust-Kid/ Maybe I’d Show Some Respect If Ya Didn’t Make Me Ya ‘Dawg’ Just To Hump-It
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