Ok...
It's on...
20 lines max...
Blah, blah, blah!

Here it comes...
Rising up...
Breaking through...



"Doctor, doctor! There's a man in here with AIDS!
His dick is drippy and his eyes are really glazed!"
"Nurse, toss him your stethoscope, he's easily dismayed...
I know this disease freak, security will carry him away!"
That's what's heard over the speakers at clinics all over your city...
You've been treated and repeated so many times, your chart ain't lookin pretty!
Your teeth are whack, so you went to the orthodontist...
You opened wide, he looked inside, and refered you to a proctologist!
An ass doctor? Yes, your breath stunk bad of feces!
Your tongue resembles a turd, your yellow teeth look like corn pieces!
Now I'll diss your dick, and I'm not gonna hold back...
Like your rhymes, it's weak, the equivalent of a lyrical hack...
You couldn't have any kids, that useless jizz your spitting totally lacks...
While I'm a rhyming highway of fertility, you're a reproductive cul-de-sac!
I see you're from Texas, the Cowboy's Lone Star State...
So am I, and I've never heard of you, so you can't be all that great!
Trailer Park Trash? Are you Shady, in court, trying to get an aquittal?
You'll try to spit Eminem, but you're gay and more like fruity Skittles...
Did you catch all that, Pussy? Now go eat your Tender Vittles!

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