RAP DISS

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My style is inconceivable the reason for your death
Your feeble attempts makes me want to stab your flesh
Take that first step, slice your neck and then i fled
Call nine-one-one, cause i left your head for the feds
To figure out, that I'm the biggest terror intellect
My lyrics are mistaken for national security bomb threats,
Get on point, my venom is in the water your drinkin
Thats why your manhood is burning when your pissin
Dismiss the fiction the fact is u should listen to this,
I have more hunger for writin than starvin dyslexic kids
Dont give 2 shits u spit like a bitch with 2 dicks under her clit
I rip the mic your shocked from my immeasurable strikes
I murder you twice, your physical and your spiritual life
Dammit he's back to get smacked off my track,
Really easy for me to tell you I aint black,
Every time I hear your vocals i go loco,
And ask the person next to me to apply a chokehold,
Many times i damage when I rhyme in Spanish,
Bueno buddy, you know that you cannot manage,
Lately I been feeling your hate like the sun,
Oh my goodness did I just have a son,
With a succubus who don't bust, she simply sucks,
Slurping my nuts like semen soup for sluts,
Dumb rappers who step to me learn their lesson,
I retire your life like old folks at their profession,
Cool like dat, or just a hardhead like hail,
Keyboard classes couldn't help you get pussy, you're too pale,

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