Polishboss diss- I'm a Jerk

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I have a mortal body with a normal hobby that is forward copied
In this game I'm over puppies, with lyrics going in portals, dropping
My feel of hate and kill the names, i know it sounds sort of cocky
But why gava fuck when we got losers like polishboss sort of popping
Hey wack ass polishboss you're a foolish fuck, you claim to be... a king
Just a minute ago it came to me... a thing you said to be... a king?
What the fuck you're talking about you'll have try to out rap me
Down snap me a picture of my lyrics to murder you, count that beat
And try to stay on point, you may enjoy the fact I'm already killing you
Got a belly fulled with a filling food of rhymes, sugar that's melting tooth
Into a decay stage, now replay names you can not fuck with so suck it
From me and coming,OutPsycho, Dan, SlayRage, NAC, you can't top shit
We're the best in the game you fucking polishboss, I'm in the cockpit
Ready to jump out and pop shit with hiphop flip flop shit and drop it
Us above its the masters of the game with a blaster of hate, faster to take
Any space we want because we run the game bitch, we're rappers today
And tomorrow and yesterday, and people like you think you played
You better have some ink to stay on the page I'm ripping, spit a page
Of some hard shit of rage, a carpet of hate with some darkness to say
I'm claim the above the best along me, so God please... Polishboss
Shut the fuck UP and move it fuck, and you should've dropped
From the face of the Earth, as the day of my birth, could've gone
To another site to rap where there's actual lame ass rappers like you
I have the right to and the mind to to fight you and write two lines, fused
A diss without any indication or consideration your even a person
I was given worsen dumbasses to fight, now that's seven spoken
And all of you have been given poison, from my damn bars I have wrote
With my scars to provoke to show who am I, to sound hard to throw
Anyone who steps into my lane, heads decapitate, it's part of the show
BITCH! At lease I'm a true artist, many will use rhymezone to rap
I'm in the east coast timezone to blast, and out write so,so fast
I got the words in deep with a core to keep, and a whore to sleep
I open the door to see whoever fucking wants to throw their greed
At my face like they're all that another mall rat, so go and flee!
 
Chorus- Because I don't care what to do, I rap to you
Afterall the damn crap you threw
I'm the guy who battles, have a mind to splatter
Because I have the right to rattle
I'm just that jerk... that jerk...
 
Let me simplified what's amplified whoever Am I with my damn eyes
Staring at the problem that I brought'em, got shot but stand fine
On the beach as sand flies grab and hold strong with my hands tight
Got the balls to go to the fucking face of my so call friend's height
I wished everyday can be phenomenal but everyday I need Tylenol
Like I'm suicidal and have my daily bitch tell me to keep shallow all
You wouldn't understand the crazy specs that the pill made me pitch
Each MC in the game with a love of hate and now they got to take
The pain of insane rhymes from my brain with my shots in place
To aim to paint the walls with their remains, wait for cops to came
Kill them as well as their witness to the story, no business to worry
Kill the bitches who're horny, my inches are growing, snitches are sorry
concerned about what I can do with a few words and they view worlds
Like a spiritual new place, I'm lyrical two face, kill bugs... Ew worms
I'll chop them into the blender offered as the only drink, the only thing
You will get from me, eat or drink when I'm nice, you'll be HOLY BLEEP
I'm the Russians and Americans in the space wars once I place bars
Take balls I was born with, start the fight and ended higher, take marks
Into the hard ground to remind all of you who the fuck I am, lock the dam
A river of blood flooding through, stop the man who stomps my stand.
 
Chorus- Because I don't care what to do, I rap to you
Afterall the damn crap you threw
I'm the guy who battles, have a mind to splatter
Because I have the right to rattle
I'm just that jerk... that jerk...

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