been busy with talent show rehearsal... wrote this last week... just never posted... just got a chance... peaaace...
Good luck? Bitch, don’t switch up your game//
Wished me luck cuz you were hoping I would wish you the same//
Cuz you know you’ll need it; all my scripts are great//
I don’t want you to get lucky and beat me, so I won’t reciprocate//
And luck strikes in strange ways; it’s due to happen//
Like in the form of my Gateway computer crashing//
And it’d turn on again Wednesday, mocking me right to my face//
Which is better than any diss you could ever write against BaYzHe//
I pack a pistol pen; you know my shit will win//
You should post with longer bars to fit more disses in//
I’m proving I am a menace; you’ll lose when I end this sentence//
Biggz set this up to end it cuz he already knew I was gonna win it//
.::Switches Prose::.
I’m PS2, you’re 16 bit and can’t compare levels//
My pen will leave you covered in red like the artist for daredevil//
You shouldn’t have spit, how much you going to risk? //
I got this kid all up in arms like a deodorant stick//
Kid don’t try to front, I’m the reason you fell//
I’ll kill you, then kill myself just to see you in hell//
There’s no stopping this, so what the fuck you hoping for? //
I rock cement shoes just to jog on the ocean floor//