When i start crafting a rhyme i've got bastards in mind
It fuels me, on a natural high, allows me to create saturated lines
You choose me, then i'll begin ripping out and slapping your spine
On the pavement then inserting it back after it crashes in grime!
You got your most positive feedback from a fuckin' deaf hostel
If your music was powder, it wouldn't even go near my left nostril
This fag dissed me, i said "oh man, did he?"
While it might not matter with me, i still put it planatively
Stop running your mouth cause you're just grumbling now
Cause your fan base is crumblin' now, and mine isn't tumbling down
A hill at high speed like he smoked too much of my weed
But at least the family will be able to say that he died free!
This is a typical diss track blah blah, this guy when he's lyrical, is wack
Just face it, i'm the reason everybody has their ass kicked with t'illest tracks!
So just shut your mouth, 90 percent of the time i kill bitches with Fack
As their best hit, think they great, tell them the truth they become real ballistic hacks!
Just practising, feed appreciated.
Edited a little, flows a bit better.