You claiming greastest was the lamest statement I heard I since aint do it by Mike at his Fucking arraingment///
Mother fucker you ancient, I’ll smoke you like a dutch when I engrave shit///
The only fucking emcees you could hang with were the ones that came off of slave ships///
Your out of your brains bitch. I’ll leave you stretched out on a lane prick///
Always asking "Infinite is this verse good?" Bitch get my dick out ya brains quick///
I tried to be nice, but now I got to put ya head in a vice. You dead to me aight///
Faggot you wouldn’t have joined DT if it wasn’t for AB….Nope, not in ya life///
Fuck it my rhyming is ice. I’ll leave ya head bashed in by a pipe, watch as I cash in on this dyke///
You wouldn’t have ever won a battle if you hadn’t had me reviewing what you write///
I tried to treat you with respect Bitch… How about you respect this///
I’ll enter Virginia with techs and shit and turn the back of ya head into an Exit///
Fuck me? No fuck you! Diss Nigguh is a fucking homo///
You sucked while you was in the team and you’ll probably suck worse since you solo///
I’ll carbon freeze you like Han…send diesels at you strapped with bombs///
Faggot the only straps you carry are the ones placed on your pussy when you strapping on///
I got sick of your whining, chronic bitching and crying//
PH should make a section of BC for those steady droning and leave it for you to sign in///
Faggot…You better then me, I’ll leave u dead like the stump of a tree///
When I stick this sword DEEP in ya THOUGHTS and leave ya head by ya feet///
You want to resort to low blows, bitch I’m like 3rd grade at recess when I kick balls///
Go find some chick to call….U were on my dick so hard that if I urinated you could lick stalls///
And I aint talking penis when I give you this extended shit banging with extended clips///
My flow is steady growing, he is steady moaning so I’ll put it to his groin and turn Diss Nigguh into a Bitch///
I don’t give a fuck or shit. I’ll flame broil you Nigguh and No I ain’t burger king///
But this dude lays in dudes bed with a smile like the burger king///
And no I aint going to use time as a scape goat, just let this knife scrape your throat///
Bitch you ain’t shit.. You fucking hypocrite, talking about legends when you’re the main one hating votes///
I’ll leave you slain and choked…Just a stain on the Earth’s surface///
Your rhyming is like torn baseball cards….They ain’t worth shit///
I’ll reach in your spine and jerk ya nerves bitch. Folks will be grieving cause I hurt you///
You want to talk about girls. Bitch I’ll have your sister and ya mother on me like a TAG commercial///
~ Young Gambino ~ Creepin on ah Come up...Nigguh