Diss to INFAMOUS D HOLLA

Like a teacher I’m grown with features sewn in my pants
That’ll give your girl a full blown romance don’t have a chance
Of winning game already advance to the ninth inning I have avalanche
That’ll bury you under rocks and make you blunder in shock
Best buy heat-shields or be a freak revealed with a fried ham hock
Brains look bitch you’ll discover walls wearing coveralls my stuff
Is solid best buff your hydraulics your damn gears don’t turn enough
Got a elastic rope for your drastic throat got fantastic quotes that will
Hang you, a town’s disgrace with a beard around your face be a thrill
To shave you make you a slave to my Gillette rhymes dude I’m so ill
Make cash hard and have to use splash guards because my dollars bead wet
Sweat, you no threat to my money just an inernet dummy no skills yet
You’re a scrub born on a torn rug time to vacuum you up got a Hoover and
A computer for the dust and rust in your script plus I’ll bust your lips man
Ass will need chapstick because my raps sick like folks with the mumps
Just a joke that run with chumps look I can handle camels and they got humps
So its best you don’t gamble with this funk I spit you’ll be a nitwit with bumps
And bruises, so you see player this is three layers of madness not for chumps