Diss#8
• Written by Denize
With my intense anathema towards these creed immersed saints
Allow me to bust churches and have senseless dreams of ruthless raids
Blow myself to Israel,feeling great,why not fix some coffee dates
Converse about annul,then Shady's a fright,struck a metal in the anus,an' he's feelin' slight
I'm on a strict diet,the Doc proposed me to eat fish and devils
The lifted handle,I have my own picture mantle,extirpating Hitler with rebels
Got a butter knife,we have some killer levels,observe me as my fillers unravel
We drilled Lincoln with simmered times,entangled signs of guns with AK-47 in the pedal
Have an elixir of liquor inside of my liver diluted in venom
I visit Viper seldom but he gives me shots right in my imputed Adam's apple
Become a disappointment in my appointment cause I needed ointment for my triggers
Advised me not be reluctant Hitler,draw the fuse right in like a poignant killer
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Denize
Member since November 1 2014