The Fake Lyrics (Kojack Diss)

[Tash8]

This is a quick diss i wrote for kojack replying to the shit he says and his sig.


*Chorus X4*
Fresh, Fresh, Fresh, straight out of his mom's pussy and he wants mess? (mess, mess).


*Diss*

Soon you'll be begging me to "hold back, please"
Kojack bleed, you ain't hot you just cold an' that's indeed.
I could imagine you as a baby seed, point to other sperms and say that lady's sweet,
but that's your own sister, damn, Kojack says I won't miss her *bam*
Don't worry I got a whole crew of dopes, to help me but i'll just smear him myself
says he got a phobia for homos, so he got a fear of himself?
this fat bitch says he's from sicilia, shut the fuck bitch before I kill ya.
drill ya, and you big fat face, bitch you're so slow that you got beat by a rat in a race,
and he says "I know i'm fat but i'm cute" is that what your gonna tell your nephews?
you dissin' people ice, d@vid and bar, too bad they'll smack you on the pavement and leave a scar
claims he's a genius, if your so smart then try to beat this, nah forget it, your too weak just leave it.
that's it you lost, your not allowed to speak but you can always dream it.
here drink piss pints, or bitch let's have some fist fights, and you can live like...osama bin laden
hiding in a cave, cause you ain't got the balls to be ballin'.
Begging people to add him as friend on his myspace, bitch leave this is my place, you fat face.

*Chorus X4*
Fresh, Fresh, Fresh, straight out of his mom's pussy and he wants mess? (mess, mess).

*Diss 2*

I slit you with your pressed double compact disc, and don't try to play none of your lame gay ass tricks,
or you'll end up with slits on your back spine, when i'm up against you i dont need heat so i wont pack mine.
and your rhymes are so wicked and fucked, you might as well go find someone to get your dick sucked (no way!)
and everytime your read my lyrics your dick cummed, don't try to deny it (pause)
I'll melt kojack like slurpees, and no more dissin' let him fight his herpes
And I ain't kidding, i'm just sniffing, playin' and riddling.
Clinically trying save his dick's fiddlin' from seeing my diss killin' him
We beating you, ain't knew, it's a tradition by now you should know how powerful the people are that your addressin'.
i'm blowing you up with my lyrical bomb, it's a incredible thump, you insensible dump
and here's your dream, a women letting you discharge, live large, pigs fly, twigs cry and back to real life kojack's lungs have died.

*Chorus X4*
Fresh, Fresh, Fresh, straight out of his mom's pussy and he wants mess? (mess, mess).

[Global]

This is a quick diss i wrote for kojack replying to the shit he says and his sig.


*Chorus X4*
Fresh, Fresh, Fresh, straight out of his mom's pussy and he wants mess? (mess, mess).


*Diss*

Soon you'll be begging me to "hold back, please"
Kojack bleed, you ain't hot you just cold an' that's indeed.
I could imagine you as a baby seed, point to other sperms and say that lady's sweet,
but that's your own sister, damn, Kojack says I won't miss her *bam*
Don't worry I got a whole crew of dopes, to help me but i'll just smear him myself
says he got a phobia for homos, so he got a fear of himself?
this fat bitch says he's from sicilia, shut the fuck bitch before I kill ya.
drill ya, and you big fat face, bitch you're so slow that you got beat by a rat in a race,
and he says "I know i'm fat but i'm cute" is that what your gonna tell your nephews?
you dissin' people ice, d@vid and bar, too bad they'll smack you on the pavement and leave a scar
claims he's a genius, if your so smart then try to beat this, nah forget it, your too weak just leave it.
that's it you lost, your not allowed to speak but you can always dream it.
here drink piss pints, or bitch let's have some fist fights, and you can live like...osama bin laden
hiding in a cave, cause you ain't got the balls to be ballin'.
Begging people to add him as friend on his myspace, bitch leave this is my place, you fat face.

*Chorus X4*
Fresh, Fresh, Fresh, straight out of his mom's pussy and he wants mess? (mess, mess).

*Diss 2*

I slit you with your pressed double compact disc, and don't try to play none of your lame gay ass tricks,
or you'll end up with slits on your back spine, when i'm up against you i dont need heat so i wont pack mine.
and your rhymes are so wicked and fucked, you might as well go find someone to get your dick sucked (no way!)
and everytime your read my lyrics your dick cummed, don't try to deny it (pause)
I'll melt kojack like slurpees, and no more dissin' let him fight his herpes
And I ain't kidding, i'm just sniffing, playin' and riddling.
Clinically trying save his dick's fiddlin' from seeing my diss killin' him
We beating you, ain't knew, it's a tradition by now you should know how powerful the people are that your addressin'.
i'm blowing you up with my lyrical bomb, it's a incredible thump, you insensible dump
and here's your dream, a women letting you discharge, live large, pigs fly, twigs cry and back to real life kojack's lungs have died.

*Chorus X4*
Fresh, Fresh, Fresh, straight out of his mom's pussy and he wants mess? (mess, mess).

emineman you so crazy

[Tash8]

^^ lol soo true

[Kojack]

Thank you for Dissing me man

P.s.: "look what i'm saying to the sig is just a part of a song
i wasted for ya"