This is a diss to some one who should realize who the fuck im am talking about


We was cool man till you changed names to hide your true self kinda funny
ALL THOSE POSTS AND BATTLES TO GET some fucking RV money
FUcking joke your pitiful, flipping burgers and cleaning tables really fits you
Left the site cause people dissed you and said you suck dick,
A month later begging for feedback kissing ass so i guess the shoe FITS ?
check yah waist kid yah fame is wasted, step to ICe the sacred have you chopped in hidden placements,
arrange a facelift my punches stay swift, they’ll dislodge yah basic
statements my tenacious combinations got you facing pavement,
you dont even wanna imagine wut i’ll run up in your place with, the ski mask on makin it rain clips when the grenades hit
your whip watch your dame flip, with my blade i’ll make yah frame split with a simple phrasement,
think you blaze shit explain this i caught narcoclepsy just trying to read one
of your lame scriptz,
Talk shit son think your dope at Writing Scriptures, who you bite from whose shit you stealing
Being a managaer for a fast food restaurant doesnt make it dope dealing
i gots a ill aim grip slugz flying so close to yah face they erasing
facial hair like if you was shaving!
(we blaze moa then satan)



COME ON SUN CALLING ME PUSSY

i come Insane!!-I'm-Spitten-best-Posts, its Amazin-your-Lyricz-is-Sold, cuz ive held all titles and youve never Reigned-Wit-Internet-Gold.....
when i Work-Jabs-is-Urgent, and guess what??my First-Passions-Workin!!,
since Birth-Raps-Dispersin, to Hurt-Slash-n-Crash-Wacker-Versions, that aint Worth-Half-wut-their-Masters-Earnin,
wont Hurt-to-Practice-Learnin, cuz newbies cant rap unless there
Word-Pad-is-Actually-Wording!!!....
.ignorant cats like JR DAVE THOMAS , that Just-Wont-Believe-Me, thats why
MR FAST FOOD cant Touch-or-Defeat-Me,
so in battles he comes and leave as a Humble-Peasant, gettin Crushed-For-Steppin, flabby fat fuck with no Muscle-Present.....
Actin Hard-Dont-Gain-You Respect shit, I got a victims list and you juss Carved-Your-Name-In-It,
Guard-your-Face-n-Spit, cuz its bout to get Enlarged-by-Famous-Fists, makin a 'bigger hit' than going to Mars-n-Makin-Jason-10......
these cats suck, half the puches they Spit-Just-Are-Retarded,
droppin 'flame fired filled verses ima prolly get Hit-Wit-'Arson-Charges.....





Come on boy im dropping three styles not one corny ass fucking 80's format bitch


i live-large an flip-bars that hit-harder then thick-cars spit gass in thick shards....
the slick artist whos lips-harm...so sit-far or get-scarred....
i slip outta character.... embarrassing-most....
as im preparin-a-toast ta those apparently-dope...
im wearin-a-cloak so yall cant see how dark-an-dim...
im rollin-in... stolen-tims.. all-up-in... cars-wit-rims...
then im bargin-in the bar-wit-grins while yellin pardon-him...
with the heart-of-twin martyrs-within i party-an-sin....
i started-ta-limp...so i went an stole a cripples-caine...
keep it simple-plain against the grain i gain a little-fame...
i wittle flames in tree-bark-skin...then breathe-sparks-in...
now when i need heat-on skin....i can speak-ar-son...


This isnt much but i felt like dropping this

IF YOU REPLY SON

WE CAN DO THIS

UNTIL THEN

I WANT MY MOTHER FUCKING FOOD BITCH

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