Diss#2

You from Wessen but I got a fuckin message to teach these niggas a lesson about dressin

Impersonatin whities from Ohio semis,bitch this is an assassin comin from this astern

Master of the seven devils except the Satan

He's still waitin in the line to get bacon for his matin

Take him in and tell him to go to a well,fell down and frown at hell alas abyss in dissin

Hitherto you got a ghetto but I fuck her in a meadow

Sallow and shallow is macaroni halo and perhaps a gallow

Still battle but I stole your saddle shit this ain't even a fair battle

Then you wanna pedal,fuck I give you a medal for the fallow

Dewness to shrewdness to lewdness to purest to Jewness

Susan I got a boozin in your mothers guisin

I drowned in a well and bound in hell to ground a hundred men

But then the angels thought I was David in the seven cravings

So I got a shaving and fuckin came as Mother Leaven

Leaven or Kevin,they thought I was a melon

Percolated in blood liquid gallon,assimilated I was humiliated

For a sinner I was a gunner who pulled the trigger and killed your mother

Or a nigger who was becomin a prominent figure than my homie singer

Put the finger in the ring before I pull out a blade or my bling bling

Trade,do not be afraid,cuz if you are,you must be mentally impaired

To come over here and show off lil ass to the mayor