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Literally, I think am about to kill all of you
I don't even have to have to perform a mic check one two
I know I rhyme better than dude
Shit fuck it call me Dr Seuss
I'll hit you with different lines
Cocaine Heroin or Molly my dope costs too much for you
How is he original? Whack emcees like him? I can't stand 'em
Its been awhile since I seen sik wit it on the boards - grabbing rebounds on the AND 1
How is he even sik wit it? Like bruh, what is he even sik wit?
I carry the sik wits - and these bitches still telling stories - like Slick Rick
I came to hand you a cease and desist letter,
you acting hard but u softer than silk lined pillows full of peacock feathers,
you softer than double d sized tits in cashmere sweaters,
You say that your "dope", nah never, hopefully it's just another way to say your not clever
The only time you ever got close to dope is when your standing beside a line of coke..
This maple leaf mother fucker, barking up the wrong tree,
empty pages in his avatar, cus' literally Pete can't read.
Toronto-hoe... newbie too, I knew it...
I though you were a cashmere queer,
Cus with English you're a 1000 miles from fluent.
These guys are so corny,
They future is so boring,
Dude wake up, put make up on his face and go out hoeing
I'm so fly you might catch me in the sky just like a Boeing
These dudes got me sleep they lyrics like bed time stories they keep me snoring
This weak little bitch... kid I'm just sik_of_it,
Dime a dozen rhymes,
is everyone from Memphis' illiterate?
Your foundation is artificial intelligence consider'n ya sig
Your an "ex" something, meaning old as fuck, in here picking on kids
Your word choose is miniscule at best, you don't need an expo, et a definition of your set of ?skills
Slept on mess like a bum when he rest
They told me diss the bitch above me,
but I over stand every one of ya'll/
I fuck with some dumb shit,
but you won't catch me on any bum shit, or playin with dolls./
Only postin pics of chucky cus he so fuckin ugly/
This fool don't wanna chuck these,
but he throw up a front with ease/
Sig claimin but its plain and blatant,
he could try for quantity but don't try and tell me,
That your any motherfuckin thing close to quality/
I mean 650 posts deep and his record is just Not Nice, N(and),
now i dropped this hot shit B,
so watch this impostor try and copy me/
You been here 2 years, just stop,
do not attempt at jocking me/
get anywhere near my blind side,
I might just be inclined to slide this loaded 9. from left to right,
across your eyes, Like it can read your mind/
and if i hear you fuckin cry,
that'll be about the time you die/
cus nigga i get high,
paranoid and I aint tryin have to hide/
Lord knows that runnin shit I deny,
and i was never one for seeing eye to eye
but this round of mine'll come alive and get shit live inside your mind/
Then Ima tap your pockets and fill up mine/
Bitch you're just a diva, why even lie?
Remember Who, what, How and Why you died./
That's Grimm Thatch, From the Color Red, count my bread and greatness thrice/
You had to edit that though it was only straight up spitting?
Wait a minute
You had to edit that, but you're a beast with pistols? Not just defensive
You the "I DON'T KNOW YOU, BUT I'LL SHOOT YOU" type
Catch me slick-dissing, I MEANT IT
Your written speech is impressively weak, I got no respect for this geek,
If I ever see you in the streets, I'm throwing dog shit in your mouth when you speak,
It would be all in your teeth, you would have to reach for a reach, that's an oral b reference,
Then I'm a send your family and friends the photo evidence, causing you humiliation that never ends...
But in real life I wouldn't give a shit, I get more ratchet then Rick James in a Dave Chappelle skit...
You're pitiful Pete,
Can't match this,
You're minimal see,
Literally weak,
Since infancy,
We were different B,
Both skillfully and visibly,
You timid and miserable,
Me brilliant and riddled with capability,
Your wackness is killin me,
You lack ability,
Guilty of a feeble flow you show no dignity,
Its sickening,
I spit such vivid imagery,
Poetic pictures visible through symphony,
viciously with much efficiency,
I deliberately rip mcs explicitly,
vigorously rippin anything within my vicinity,
persistent with fluidity,
the epitome of resilient proficiency,
Are you even listening?
Do you get it?
Are you gettin sick of me?
I've no respect for your timid fragility,
These the basics G,
Ain't no way your facin me,
Fate can't be beat,
Just accept this as defeat,
put the pencil down,
throw it in the towel,
cus right about now,
I show this entire crowd,
How the fuck to get down,
when its gets around 6,
In the AM,
and the shit i've been sayin,
Got Pete literally prayin,
For a chance to be amazing,
But face it you ain't stating,
The shit I spit on the daily,
So you can hate me,
Just remember that you ain't me,
you will never be close,
all you do for the culture,
is make a good butt for the jokes,
you're a joke,
that just got smoked,
Showed up and exposed,
by the dopeless hopefiend,
best believe you shouldn't fuck with me,
My sorta verbal warfare you can't compare,
So let me stop you there.
Noob novel stacked, reviled, with a mild effect
A version of rap with neglected child dialect
look, faggot, when a bitches tell me to call'em, i know i'm bustin that day
when bitches tell you "column..."
its usually followed by "get the fuck 'out my face!"
Sammy... What you wrote's not all that, your post should got scrapped
Pete... Better book, literally... Fact's you're whole not all that
See, there's weaklings who overcompensate for a pat on the back
That'll be Thatch... To rock like you Been Grimm, your post was ALL that?? Though not all that
i'll put a knot in nice. bitch switch your alias please.
ayo deadass, name sounding like a fuckin rape victim's plea
bitch nigga please. stop repeating phrase. hope u get a lawyer, b.
verse had so many "All that" SNICK about to sue ur bum ass for royalty