DISS TO JROY

JROY HEY BOY I’m a rip your little ass rhymes a brittle mass
Of manure hope you got a pooper scooper I’ll make you fiddle fast
On the mic I make noise but you play with fake toys
A dang GI JOE hoe with no AMMO your bubble gum annoys
In school I get good grades but you a fool not hood made
You can’t rhyme well blind as hell on your car dash the wood fade
This bitch get clowned because he’s a let down and a threat
To the town of Hip Hop tie a slip knot around your throat don’t forget
This guy is nice I’m too high a price to be fucked with best
Duck this gift or be lyrically beheaded your luck turns to stress
This is ministry in defiance and like chemistry its science bless
With substance, you don’t have a great many of friends
Because you fake plenty trends got garbage not equaling dividends
So your river end up dry so everybody leaving you saying
“good-bye chump” your plan so weak just a man asleep praying
You wake the fuck up or take this corrupt whooping laying
Down I slaying this clown wearing war paint damn it I’m tribal
Keep your girl’s mind romantic define the planet in her soul at arrival
Kiss he lips then unzip launch a rocket between her thighs then
Cream skies appears as she cries sincere so dude your lies don’t win