It's like I'm cuttin back on calories the way I'm baking his breast...
I resort to theft when in debt, so don't let me check your threats...
So for a fact I know his writtens are fraud...
Because when I asked for his best 'hook'...He gave me a fishing rod...
Youll plummet., this verse is in search of your jaw line...
You'll end up like Kayne, only able to make beats in your off time...
Yea all your rhymes are played lines but you dont deserve an original diss...
His punches hit about as often as Miss Daisy switches her shifts...
Whats the story mornin glory face it ur borin stories basic...
Taste the competent displays of common sense ur fuckin whoary verses are wasted...

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