Machete (Anto/Phoma diss)

I chop like a machete I'm rapping already

Keep it steady cos I'm ready to fight whenever day or night

Maybe even forever but I'll still sever each one of your rhymes

I'm a leech for good times like a hoodlum with his good chum

I understand that Anto's friend is Phoma but what the fuck?

Did you run out of luck cos I'm about to shout and tear it up

I don't say yup I say sup because I give orders not wank over

Two girls one cup I bank my lines cos my flow shines

I show mines I point them out not smoke a joint and shout

"Coke is in the river" when I deliver it's like I keep 'em in my quiver

Your rhymes are a sliver sometimes you shiver when I set it off

Like a fuse I creep while you snooze to the bomb

You rap like you in prom I psalm for Mackaveli so you better calm down

Before your song drowns so long bounce the wrong ounce you use a bong

Every rap I plot on the fucking spot I diss a lot but now you're on the spot

Anto you dissed four twenty and many others they ain't my brothers

But I respect them I checked you and your crew you knew nothing

Dumb motherfucker loving where you went get bent you sucker

And you dissed Benny Trip you pissed so now you slip lighting a spliff

Fighting fall off a cliff did you sniff nose candy because you foes are handy

Your raps are sleazy they're also easy you're a disgrace to the human race

And your own nation your raps a narration you woke from a coma

Opened like a stoma and said this to Phoma:

(Wait until 1:33)

Benny Trip and four twenty ripped you by the hip horizontal

All I hear is consonantal dissing and missing lines in raps

I got more bitches than you, riches than you but I don't have more

Stitches than you, I'm bigger than you I pull a trigger or two

At your body I kamikaze like Japanese during the nazi period

With a myriad of rhymes you are just lyrical crimes

Phoma, you write some diss tracks but who did you piss on

And who did you diss back I think you kiss Anto's crack you need a smack

I don't take I'll rip the piss out of you how many times I gotta shout at you

My rap climbs with no gap in rhymes you clap at times but I'll do it

I'll diss you cos you got no sense I got evidence like dead presidents

"This bitch cute the rope too short" You need to be taught how to spell

Ask yourself in that song what went well nothing in it's swell

I come with sneaky rap tricks to make you freaky crap bricks

You never did anything to me but I'll sever you in three

Because you dissed the best fuck your test I rap greatest from east to west

I'm a beast that's stressed I rap rhymes that are the shit that's why times

You're rhymes need a permit so it is motherfucking on

I won't stop until I've won I ain't a cop for rap but I know what's crap

You and Anto were fucking in a king sized bed

You surprised ducking to a shed can we go there instead

After Anto gave you head you motherfucking said:

(Wait until 2:58)

I come at you with a machete hatchet so be steady not a ratchet

Already you've loss it only took two lines to show you I'm the boss

But no mercy I show you were born to blow each other and your mother

Damn that was a ritzy line now you two go and sixty nine

Like an oath I'm committed to diss you both admit it that you lost

But at what cost? You're rep and your tossed track you crack smoker

Dissing me is more risky than poker were you on whiskey like a broker

And who uses the word poo in a rap just say crap

When you said "Jill's name is Randy" were you dissing rhino

Because I know that i shouldn't I wouldn't and I couldn't

A to the M to the A to the C can't fuck with me cos I'm a real g

Not a deal pussy who can't push me cos I'll beat you

And Anto can complete you suck his dick show me a trick

Throw me a brick your raps ain't quick they make me sick

My raps make you retarded like rain man gets you started like pain can

You out on the street playing basket ball

Death you meet so your casket call

Did you witness anything ask 'em all

Fitness in the rumors pass 'em at mall

Maul a bitch crawl and switch ball rich it's what I do

So don't make me come after you

The laughter of what you say to each other: