^Thats pretty clever... Cept word ya punch better..

*drops a verse from a new track since everyone else is doing disses*
Word 2 origionality..

Ay whats my name?
(Nostradamus)
& What I ask is, to be respected as an artist.
In this questionable market, wont you let a dude get started.
Never knew hes mastered half these techniques emcees preach.
Hes passed it, now hes laughing.
Cause technically, even though hes broke & starving.
Hes set to see the recipe, then go bannanas; its obvious.
Hes got tolorance, one thing that raps lacking its bad habbit.
Is mad rappers that think that their shits all --that matters.
I should slap rappers, in-check;
I've had it with these pseudo interlects.
Dudes that get respect, "I do it all for music I'm the best"
Their carbon copies of the rest.
Profiting on less, intelligable masses but their blessed.
..With managers that stress, over faggets I'm depressed.
With these rappers on the quest, to fake magic in righeous tones.
I'll bash you with a xylophone.
Rapper please I'm right at home, lighting cones.
Reciting rhymes on microphones.
The way my writing goes; I'll be in retirement homes--
Still flipping that ill shit.
Still ripping to thrill kids.
Still pissed & pump fists if you feel this.
Nostradam, a metaphor for future.
Signing out, & I'll tell you what were all about.

[hook]
fuck u i aint made 1 yet.........