
Originally Posted by
Unkn0wnAlchemist
Not bad, but why do you ask so many questions in your verses lol?
My Alchemy's fly. I've battled and taken thousands of lives./
He watching South Park asking how Kenny (can he) die./
He fears the Unknown, not realizing I own him./
You're blind when guns put you to sleep like Glock-coma (Glaucoma)./
I air shots, it's fun watching this brother die./
I get spouses to catch planes just to let a couple fly./
Rebuttal lies otherwise you must get replaced./
Snatch your "wide machete" leaving you cut "width a blade."/
Know your role or get missing from clips. Characters after-/
get fired. I'll carry your dagger from my spleen and cut you like terrible actors./
Stick to the script, I'll make this actor rehearse./
This is your diss? Leaving me with questions like half of your verse./
I question your premise. I question your intellectual limits./
I bet you can't write a diss without a bunch of questions within it./
It's proof you are too weak. You need 2 weeks to write, this newbie you do see-/
wrote that chlamydia line with proof he don't proof read./
When I dissed Celph, he shot statements with venom./
You dissed Celph, he barely paid you attention./
Dissed and praised him, you won't be CT'esque V./
This dick's a pussy. Like a Cadillac I C-TS-V./
I'm Sik_wit_it. You said it was antibodies./
Then I'll clip your uncle and bury your auntie-body./
I'll hit your family with the canon I pack./
Then get rid of a useless Virb like the Grammarly app./
I'll bang this victim's face in till his brain will hit the pavement./
And, your body seize (C's) up like gang affiliations./
You hate religious rhymes, and I'm a John Doe./
Die in Hell. Your mom upped her clientele cuz she need her John's doe./
Let's see what this hen do (Hindu) to more men (Mormon) with some Hennessey./
Undressing Peter Griffin's son to accept Chris G in a tee (Christianity)./
Your mother is some dumber, cum dumpster, cunt muncher./
Who got pregnant and you're the bum son to come from her./