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vi seconds - the jokerr diss 2 lyrics

[intro]
understand something
i don’t do anger
but this f-ggot got me a little irritated (ya dig?)
(and so) anthony wellings
(and so) you gon’ get this work!
i’m here to handle it
see this is what you wanted (you gon’ to jail now)
so this is what you get!

[verse 1]
you gelatin -ss pessimist i’m stressing you effortless
who told this mini-me that he could f-ck with an elephant?
the fact of the matter is see
and the reason you messing with other artists
cause you’re leeching, blood-sucking for relevance
thought twice about battling street, so it didn’t happen
tried to get on a label with tech, didn’t happen
tried to get dame to acknowledge your beef, didn’t happen
so you got bored and came at my neck? well it happened
i’ll drop you like bad habits, you f-ggot you rap rapid
but lack what i call savage, ain’t none of your raps rabid
a fluffy rap rabbit, white little and soft
claiming sick i heard your sh-t and had to mimic a cough
riding other lyricist’s d-ck until it’s shriveled and soft
and they catch on and you b-tch ’bout how they rippin’ you off?
all the spitters have tried, but never never kicked in your jaw
so i’ll be that motherf-cker that’ll be k!lling you off
starting sh-t with cryptic went on to hard target
but i’m a raw artist who’s really a hard target
sn-tching your fanbase and leaving ’em all gawking
and smacking your f-g face if i see that your jaw talking
you’re nothing but all bark and more p-ssy than cat nookie
i’m really ‘gon be scared of this gingersnap cookie?
travel his past look he’s a dude that has done dirt
and used it on his allies when he feels b-tt-hurt
the phone call with hop he used in his swizzz video
silly ho, making moves like a cop… really doe?
really doe?
you were cool, i would’ve cheerio’d
but now i want your torso to emulate a cheerio
you were the b-tch in the back of the cl-ss
like “n-ggas! but it’s cool ya’ll, i’m half guys i’m half,”
then school lets out, and you sn-tch up your bags
running down the block like
“chill guys, i’m half guys i’m half!”
you always express how you help and now you try to
getting sandy in v-g-n- because people despise you
b-tching online like a preteen period, serious?
you’re a b-tch, that’s why n0body likes you!
now if your part of my squad please answer this (what!)
if a n-gga wages war am i a pacifist? (no!)
i did my damages and lost a test of p-ssion
and after this joe, your feelings towards rap won’t be p-ssionate
matching sixx? i should rip your tongue up out you
the joke is your rap career’s the funny thing about you!
there’s talent, but the fact is it’s hit or a miss
and the only success bullsh-t from your lips has been a diss
that and a d-ck, go look at this dude’s views
smooth move, your youtube revolves around other dudes
like why do you cry guy, what is it this week?
your life is a lie, your unsigned and your 50?
your sup-par wife, you’re barely a guy?
in about 6 years you’re likely to die?
you expect us to believe that your spitting are so proper
when they make every moment of life a soap opera?
i like that you remember me, but don’t make me your enemy
cause at my age they say that it’s bad to hit the elderly
and self-career sabotage? i see you got the recipe
you whipped it up well the moment you chose to mess with me
the beastliest of ent-ties, tell us something new to us
you went to school for audio, then why does your music suck?
i’m not the one for stepping on, i should get a weapon drawn
and pistol-whip your mother for teaching you ’bout the renaissance!
that is the stupidest sh-t this b-tch could have done
cause dress like a moron, b-tch look at your son
he looks like a character out of world of warcraft
developers got rid of, because it needed more craft
and you don’t acknowledge tech’s style you stole?
now i get why people say gingers have no souls
foot-beating you out your shoes
i’ll beat you ’till there’s no soles
and stomp you for every record you’ve think you’ve sold
clappin’ like a mac-11, gonna get this n-gga snapped in seconds
if he doesn’t come back for seconds
i’m sn-tchin this f-ggot back from heaven
bashing his head then it scatters and spreads
so sleeping on me your mattress is red
you had a choice to be circus clown, but you chose rapping instead?
bad choice, little anthony’s been a bad bad boy
cuz he waa-waa’s making all this mad mad noise
jokerr you’re the one that be laughin at boy
see he being me? it must be lean that you sippin’
call me maybe goes harder than any bar that he’s written
i’m raw and fire back like quick draw mcgraw and since you’re the joker, time to pull a few cards
why me anthony?
was christian too much?
you’re scared of him so you say that shizzy dude sucks?
though, i’m ripping you up and proving your moves feline
this jester’s more vamp now, he’s dodging the streetlight
[?]’s gonna have [?] can be like
but n-gga face facts you ain’t nowhere near the best of rap, between me and street you’d met your match
actin’ like you the rap master when the fact is all you do is rap faster
come on j.o., i’m not the one for playo
and j.o. with your k.o
[?]
cause he’s play dough and i’m kratos with the i.q. of plato
now i’ll showcase
that i’m ill
you’re delirious
lyrically serious
syllable slaughter
semily serious dragon
destroying dimwitted doofuses
damaging dreams
daring dudes
there are no excuses
effortlessly eating entertainers
excreting estrogenic
equiped with an exceptional exoskeleton
force to be wrecking with
forcefully forcing extreme forces to use extreme force when my force ain’t wrecking sh-t
but i’m done with this j o k e
somebody please check to see if jake’s ok, b
take heed
and remember i don’t play with this pen
so for your own well being don’t irritate me again, n-gga!

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