16 Bars: Quick Freestyle Diss

My spittin' skills are high rised up to an infinity//

So dope, these MC's claim I'm a rapping divinity//

My disses go way harder than a pervert's erection//

Vocab so rare no way in findin' it in a library section//

Claimin' you can beat me but you don't realize my flow//

I can kill any lyrical ability, your raps are easy to blow//

Your rap skills are minor, my rap skills are to major//

I'm makin this battle finer with these lyrical blazers//

Nobody can crush my spittin especially these ryhmes//

They're more amazing and precious than China's fine//

My flow hits you with hard impact, like a tommy gun//

Givin' these ladies a sexy attract, turnin on even a nun//

These lyrics are to much for your brain to maintain//

Goin' smooth like water, but goin' into bars to drain//

I left you and your weak lyrics, empty and annihilated//

No shit, my flow and lyrics left your bars manipulated//