First Diss

Best resent that this predicament is heading your way,

My words are heard, yours are absurd, cause you got nothing to say,

My games legit like Playstation, I'm a snappy crustacean,

My words are so unreal, you'd think today's their date of creation.

 

I'm the king of rationality, the dealer of fatality,

I can wreck the silly fiction that you hear, I am reality,

I never use profanity, I'll lead you close to insanity,

I'll take out all your hopes, I'll make you ugly off of vanity.

 

No way your words can rattle me, You could never win this battle, see?

I am running front in marathons, no way you'll ever have the lead,

Although I don't diss much, I figure I could piss such,

So I'll let you clean my teeth before I give your raps a big munch.

 

I got skills and slick rhythm that you wish I never had,

You're the reason people seem to mistaken this place as RapBad,

Sorry if that makes the rad sad, but seriously, bro,

I don't need to talk of money, or of weed, or of your skank ho

 

I'll try to keep this rap slow, because I know you'll like that,

I drop these beats like words on streets, I'll make the greatest on the mike splat,

Making sounds? I never hear ya, quiet Onamonapias,

I'll leave you here inside the corner, hope you have a swell day, see ya!