Yo, sit down and check it
Before you mess up
And wreck it
This is a war of attrition
My rhymes are not missin’
We all know I’m winnin’
In this game of prose-chicken
So be aware of where you tread
Don’t let the rhymes go to your head
Though poems aren’t my buttered bread
My lines are tight and won’t be shred
Yo chill playa, i weren’t talkin no smack
But shit, now that you’re bringin’ it… Your rhymes are whack
They lackin’, you slackin’, you tracking to go broke
This ain’t no joke. Your rhymes, yeh they keep time
But mine? They come with that essence, that effervescence
Maybe I’ll teach you some time if you can keep that ego in line
🎤⬇️🤛
I fell asleep before I saw this diss,
You win, my friend, sorry for this.
I didn’t turn up and reply in rhyme,
Your word’s superior, for now and all time.\
stupid rap
Yo, sit down and check it
Before you mess up
And wreck it
This is a war of attrition
My rhymes are not missin’
We all know I’m winnin’
In this game of prose-chicken
So be aware of where you tread
Don’t let the rhymes go to your head
Though poems aren’t my buttered bread
My lines are tight and won’t be shred
Yo chill playa, i weren’t talkin no smack
But shit, now that you’re bringin’ it… Your rhymes are whack
They lackin’, you slackin’, you tracking to go broke
This ain’t no joke. Your rhymes, yeh they keep time
But mine? They come with that essence, that effervescence
Maybe I’ll teach you some time if you can keep that ego in line
🎤⬇️🤛
lame reply poem
I fell asleep before I saw this diss,
You win, my friend, sorry for this.
I didn’t turn up and reply in rhyme,
Your word’s superior, for now and all time.\
o7