Netcees - NCS DISS Volume.2. you fagggsssss

All I know is what the heart tells me to write
All you fuckers readin my shit know's what jealousies like
Help me incite a fucking riot on this netcees shit
Until that nigga beretta holds nothing but empty clips
Get me ripped and the man you know turns blind raged out
nd sucks more tits than necessary to make why's ways proud
mind frames crowned, king of all this fuckin ignorant shit
And I can drop more names in one verse than ill nik-a did
And still flip a switch on professionalism, for consecutive minutes
Then act like I aint afraid to fuck shit, well.. unless its delicious
I'm just a vet in the trenches, bent with a fifth of darknes
and ill keep sleepin on dude, cause figurative is a park bench
My car scent's foul cause I bang pussies out allover the shit
And if bags didn't duck beyond the hardest, well -nobody did
This coma I'm in has me catchin more z's than a typical sleep
Would hop in the coup and ride, but that kinda bitch typically creep
So Picture me being nice to anymore of these fagots around
And I still can't believe sik scratch his girls back on the couch
Watch what you catch yourselves rappin about, yappin it loud
Ain heard from kieth, must have immacs pussy back in his mouth
Wtf is happenin now, is this netcees or some kind of dating site
Would sware bags and veritas got married here the way they fight
This is May day, may day hype, watch the way I'm breakin it down
atomics' been obsolete since the 50's, nd since he made an account
Basically clowns ain't fucking with my bullshit when I bring it
And Mines took seconds to write, while yours took up an evening