DISS TO PARAMIk

EXACT WUN you a crack bum and lack some skills
I’m a winner get it? and I’m energetic the pressured builds
Chase all runner like baseball gunners on steroids I’m ill
Getting big and elevating and its invigorating like fresh chicken
You best be licking your very finger even Jerry Springer kicking
Better rhymes than you are and that’s true and bazaar now realize
PARAMIK you’re a slop fake and you not great the size
Of a grain of sand and your brains won’t expand so recognize
That the critics think little of your rhyme they’re brittle and soar blind
You should hesitate in the hood I devastate with ill verses
Even thrill nurses like medical patients do, each time my lip disperses
Lyrics son look I have a life I’ll grab a knife and cut through strife
You best chill because I’m dressed to kill wearing combat boots priced
High I have muscles of iron and hustle like lions and live off other animals
No flaws with my paws my claw is the law so I’m respected by mammals
Like you because I will attack with fact and roaring fury
Just remain alive been sure to endure while you whoring jewelry
You must have a lively time with poison ivy in mind
Just a trash rash like toe jam you flow damn slow and asinine
Look I’m a thug I flow mean like blood protein I flame
In your vein my plan elevated and animated in frames
Like cartoons and start to bloom like flowers I’m groom
With powers like superman, fatally romantic on the Daily
Planet with scripts bright but I hate kryptonite that stuff scaly
Look kid I’ll slaughter a nation after alteration with my x-ray
Vision complex and slay on mission my lame name in text today
I’m Clark kent and I spark like flint cats know my name
Because I date Lois lane and fly with a cape son no games
Don’t try and escape