Originally Posted by Zig Zag

whats the problem with bein a fuckin true newb/
that doesnt mean u wont soon hear the statement u lose/
ill got to footlocker and buy myself new shoes/
and kick you with them till i get a black and blue bruise/
this muthafucka thinkin hes a P.I.M.P./
probably a dick but see me im friendly/
battlin me, only because im new/
and if you win, you know i'll find you/
u probly at home, doin drugs and meth/
if i could read ur future, id see slugs and death/
lookin somewhere in ur lungs for breath/
but u couldnt breath, the last one stung ya head/
when u read this, you wont deliver/
a better diss, busy killin ur liver/
but im done with this shit dawg its over/
take this diss to ur bitches house and show her/

anxiety you have alot of fucking room to talk there