Final Showdown (Se7en Diss)
Clay Rhonic Featuring LiL T Da Untouchable- Diss To 3R
Lyrics
Clay Rhonic Verse 1
How da fuck you number three, you not better than me
Urban dickriders please, wipe 3r off ya cheeks
This sites pathetic, yah niggas up each others asses
Ya rhymes need practice, you still not reaching status
Check my apparatus, I'll leave ya holy wit bullet catches
I'll leave ya ripped like chapped lips you fuckin bastards
This my last UR drop, ima watch you all drop
How much dick did you suck to get yaself to the top
Im like a priest the way I preach over da deceased
Nigga you just a flee, so its best that you retreat
Ya numbers up se7en, you never reached redemption
Stop ventin, ya crews more corrupt than a bush election
I can't expire, like pornos I always stay fresh
Im da law of death cuz I'll put ya under a rest
Take ya vitamins nigga cuz ya rhymes is weak
Ima torch ya over da mic and have ya soul released
Theres things im goin through so I never started da crew
You transparent nigga, I see right through you
Wannabe scarface, so I'll put the scar on ya face
You fake thats why you explain the rhymes you make
Nigga you lame, nominated ya self for hall of fame
I made a name, I don't give a fuck who likes what im sayin
Bitches like 3r, real niggas know da bitches yah are
Fuck ya wack remarks none of yah niggas is hard
At first you was on my dick and now you ridin it
Its be done, you're dead, take out the violin
Before you catch up to me, catch up wit puberty
Diggin my shit so you might just swallow my seed
How you above me when I scorched ya track
Can't ignore da facts, of course ya wack
