DISS TO CHASE #2


I come with free wording while you be burdened with
Whack rhymes leave cataracts in your spine my skills swift
I do work you just a true jerk why your brew don’t perk
Like coffee? Type softy with no talent why you won’t insert
Flavor in your junk? Just a hardcore punk try ignore this chump
My rhymes burn with stress and turn into flesh you just
A worm no nest why you concerned about breasts? Fuss
Want a perm and a dress my script sick while you wear
Lip stick , you think freaky and drink deeply while uniquely
Wanting to be female so you can be nailed with cock completely
While sweetly wearing make as a fake butt you softer than cotton
Why offer a rotten verse? You at the bottom first class with a hot ton
Whacko rhymes, wanna stay good and say you hood have on
A phony bandana hell you not Tony Montana bitch you not
SCARFACE and a far race from that you itch for a new plot
Like a ship I sail deep but you a failed freak can’t float like
A boat on water, rope round throat and choke some flavor right
Out this dude, you fight first just to bite verse I’ll write a label
On your forehead saying “I’M TWISTED CHASE A DISGRACE
TO RAP” let me arrange your strange retirement from this place
Serve some cookies and milk this rookie in silk too soft and
Crew false

Listen kid, next time you try to rap, try actually approaching it..
Spit something hot, instead of embarrasing yaself and roasting it..
Posting it, in the wrong forum, I read it..and died of boredum...
Yea I laughed...at the fact you even rap..looked at god and swore him..
I'd punch you so hard that the back of your skull would go toward..
Crushing your brain matter...watch your body swell up and get fatter..
Uppercut ya jaw and watch ya neck extend to that of a 20-foot ladder..

Blah..bored as fuck lol

n yet u scurred of lil ol me wit ya scary record...lol