Diss Bars
• Written by GanJAH
GanJAH's Notes
This is a diss track to one of my friends.
Hence the specific names (Aleyna, Hallie, Izzy)
When i spit they look enthused/
When you spit they look confused/
you gettin consumed/
presumed to be doomed/
punchlines leave you black n bruised/
bouta teach you a thing or two/
homie get up n go back to school/
makin ya self out to be a fool/
you rappin ya rhymes on a whack instrumental/
im fuckin ya mind, your disorders developmental/
im pushin my skills to their entire potential/
Destroyin ya life just like i am the devil/
you way to slow n you should feel mental/
So pretentious so why should i settle/
for less than the top, bitch im on a temple/
come on bitch get up on my level/
Everyone callin you dad/
beer belly makin you fat/
ex-girlfriend gone now you go runnin back/
to her, but she on me/
and all i can see, is the back/
back of her head, Izzy/
She gon be callin me dad/
when this is all over/
you aint gotta show her how to say it/
cuz i already showed her/
im fuckin Aleyna/
but id rather have Hallie/
or maybe even Whitney baby/
You fake ass slim shady/
but now she fuckin a new guy/
all he is a drug addict at 25/
Trynna spit fire with ya ABCD's/
imma pull all the flowers/
n leave all the weeds/
like E, you gon get fucked in the ass with no Vaseline/
wanna diss me? you can only play D, if ya know what i mean/
i gotcha girl ridin shotgun call her billie jean/
comin at ya neck like Michael, a little boy fiend/
yell all ya want when i shred, cuz no one gon hear you scream/
only here to prove my skills not destroy ya self esteem/
split the slit, on ya throat, im a guillotine/
your head in a basket, you body on the ropes/
Really shouldnt get up ya hopes/
Call me GanJAH cuz i take tokes/
all you bitches crowd around n takin notes/
you lookin confused, when the glock loads/
then all of a sudden the barrel explodes/
then your skull implodes/
while your brain erodes/
Take a bow thats all folks/
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GanJAH
Member since March 3 2016