Dissers Diss

[Luigie]

Dissers Diss

Theres sumthin apart of women i cant understand,

Is why a man decides to diss another man,

Its weird if u think, from another country or state,

Start rappin humiliatin lines, grows up the hate,

Probably your diss will bring you up,

You come all thuggish, but really u cant rap,

You can insult, very different thing,

So put off dat crown cos u aint streets king,

If u wanna fight, love beefs, its aight,

Let me buy ya gun for Christmas to shoot dat guy,

Oh damn! Of course, dat guy said u aint cool,

How stupid, you just fell in his trap, fool!,

Now u gon spit ya killas rhymes, "fo sho",

Ladies and gentlemen, who's the best whore?,

Trust me dis is my first and last diss,

Aint my thing I only hope y'all desist...

Before dis beat fades, I'll continue the verse,

Bout signed artist, stupid ones, I know it hurts,

Sorry Daddy Yankee, but you the wackest,

beef wit Don Omar? Man you need manner classes,

many to name in dis stupid new type of game,

no more block parties, and y'all I blame,

Looks like dissin have turned into a new drug,

Everyone needs to be dissin, pretendin bein a thug,

Thug Life, doesn't mean, kill the first guy u see,

Means life is hard, try to make it better, dats an MC,

Tattoos in you arm, golden chains and Blings,

No more part of the culture, part of the "agressive" thing,

Wat a shame, people looks y'all like a bunch of clowns,

Stop doin dis sh*t don u see Hip-Hop is goin way down?...