Lordless diss

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Orr money on the mic here to set things right in a battle with Lordless.
I got your request but I'm gonna suggest you forget this test.
cause I infest I eat rhymes quick as a locust brings death to a field.
You better invest in a lyrical bullet proof vest.
cause your about to take a bullet and take your fatalist last breath.
Get yourself a dictionary cause lines like mine will leave you guessing like pictionary.
You walk through this valley in the shadow of death cold alone and Lordless.
look to my sky and confess as you take your lyrical last breath.
I'm a split your wrists with a lyrical twist show the world another dead vocalist.
Life on the road can be so heartless but I got you as my new lot lizard.
Have you begging for more of the blue jeans wizard.
I'm a whiskey bar and the lines flow quicker than the liquor.
The lights flicker as the rhyme gets sicker.
I'm here as the undertaker a soul taker a money maker and a heartbreaker.
You rap like you can't fight your way out of a wet paper bag.
you must be an undergrad cause I saw your last verse in my porno tab.
Maybe you should go back to the lab.
See you can't begin to adapt to a lyric like this.
Your ass is too phat but I let you in to take a shot a true combat.
but why did you have to wear the tin foil hat?
I'm the new guy on the block and you just hit me up.
Rubbed my meat sock damn near gave yourself an electric shock.
I'm not even halfway through your doomsday foreplay.
I heard you was a flaming gourmet.
Your a castaway where did you get your lines on lay away?
Maybe you should runaway hideaway
Wait a minute come back let me try to make you another protégé.
Taste the freedom in my verse a bad taste in the mouth you curse.
It's ok you got time to rehearse while I traverse this rap pad universe.
I create and devestate while you roll on my page try to incriminate.
My raps just resonate with the words of hate.
You live in a masquerade sipping on what you think is lemonade.
I pull the pin on my grenade while I watch your house get sprayed.
Don't worry no need to relocate just fucking vacate.

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