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Originally Posted by Exis
This isn't the 'Diss The Emcee Above You' thread @ Bodey
Thought we were homies?
Bitch you want a aided shot...
2 bars? Girl I drop more when I sway & talk
Your on smack so much your friends struggle to make you walk
Your a tad fickle,
The Green Mile?
Your hash isn't even a fat nickel
I spit @ you & your flab trickled,
& yet wonder why no one ever wants to fuckin' collab witchu
Exis devours folks,
You can feel the texture of your neck turn sour from hours chokin'
Fuckin' coward hoe,
I steam cats
Chop your wack raps back into a green patch
Chick must rap on a broken mic 'cause all I hear is FEEDBACK!
Bodey can't Busta Rhyme,
Your free writtens take longer to load than muskets
That's like a nigga bein' so gay he can't even piss with precision unless he touch it
Your paper mache in a crowd,
I didn't know we let strays in the lounge
This is bullshit,
Fuckin' around on some 9 post crap
I've seen better text watchin' VH1 with closed captions. |
You don't wanna make Bo' flex, she'll hold you facedown
And slam your head into the shriveled penis of John Basedow
Hey now, heyyyy now, don't tell me this is what got you hostile
Wrote one line about your smelly dick and you wrote me a novel
It was supposed to be funny, you barely left me a choice
Keepin that mouth running gives you less of a voice
Talkin all this violence like you're about that life, I smile
Cuz all it reminds me of is you bitin Necro's style
As if you get the coochie hidin behind a computer
Not with a dick that's like a poochie who just got himself neutered
Anyways, I still love you, and I know I've got your heart
Speakin of collaboratin, let's create some art