Fuck tha verses you write...
I'll murder you and return ya to tha earth like tha circle of life...
You've failed my expectations, and tested my patience...
But never elevated to my level, you were left in desperation...
This is a 'diss-appointment' you showed up late for...
You fake whore, my punchlines don't just crush rhymes, they break boards...
I'll take your soul too,kick you in tha sides while niggas hold you...
Leave you bent outta shape lookin more like an Oval...
Bitch don't move, my lyrics make you still,I am texts truth...
I'm so damn ill I could sneeze on tha keyboard and bless you...
I'm tha vet who has yet to lose 2 back to back...
Fuck droppin keys,if you joined tha 'hip-hop police' you couldn't battle rap...
This kid will crack and split in half like tha rest of my enemies...
He will remember me as tha man who made him look like a pair of parentheses...
You couldn't flex on me if you used more steroids than olympic teams...
Your scripts are weak and slept on cuz your dope...in ya dreams...
Lyrically your 'ass-backwards', just a confused troubled youth...
To be forward wit four letter words your K-C-A-W...
Son its true this cat is really wack, you'll never blow up...
And your middle lacks and filling, I can see thru you, you have no guts...