vs Diode
I attack with piercing visions that avert your torn up glance/
Can’t even run away, I tear off legs like warm up pants/
Short circuit Diode’s purpose, ur as hard as floral sheets/
Body’s thrown into the water, disappears like coral reefs/
It’s more than beef, cheap hot dog style, call it combination hating/
Ya can’t keep up with me. you’re falling off the pace an fading/
Srabbed the sharpest razor blade an played an artist in the makin/
painted murder scenes in blood, ur slain regardless of the praying/
I‘II twist off your top. it’s a bottleneck effect/
rime to walk on broken glass, you’ll have to hobble off the set/
Shouldn’t squabble with a vet, Harbour’s mental schemes impress ya/
Ya need to come to grips like arguments between two wrestlers/
See I’ve switched it up, now like my punches sorta subtle/
Rhyme traveled from the future, back to stun your forced rebuttal/
You’re killed an as a bonus, sliced with whips in minimal time/
You’re skills all go un-noticed like this fifteen syllable rhyme/
I’ll make you swallow fire after drinking liquid C-4/
Feed ya fifty pounds of lead and send ya sinking to the sea floor/
I think you need to bleed more, dirty raps tossed in the sink/
It's dumb to fuck with me like you were slap boxing a pimp/
I add toxins to drinks and wwatch opponent's brains explode/
Sever all their flesh and as a bonus stain they clothes/
Nameless foes fed famous flows, Diode, who the fuck are you?/
If true skills equal wealth then you could use a buck or two/
Cutting through your sucker crew, you're stunned dood, count the fingas/
Battle stories high on myth like the crest of Mount Olympus/
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