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The Rook took out the Bishop in this game of chess
just to open up the King so I could maim his flesh
they say he’s won two titles but I ain’t impressed
put an end to his reign while he laid ta rest
Grymm Who? you mean the kid that winnin titles
off of no shows by opponents in the finals
the odds of the champ commin out with a victory
are worse than a retard havin an epiphany
so tell me whats the point of this whole shenanigan
got me battlin a dude with avatars of anikan
but when the guns talk homo thug be panicin
with his hands in the air standin stiff as a mannequin
how you claim you hispanic when you spit like a white guy
learnin slang for the first time, shit like that might fly
on HHC but ya pass revoked
on CC where your off beat raps a joke
and I didn’t wanna mention all the saddening details
the paper champ is now reduced to battlin Females
How you gon dis Vanity its hauntin you
that a girl from Great Britain got more balls than you
think you ill gettin props from some no name guys
you got your signals crossed up worse than profanes eye
Now you wanna start a war oh you done did it
like a prepubecent cock you could never come wit it
Who you playin we all know you ain no fighter
couldn’t write a decent diss if you pulled an all nighter
could have helped if ya asked made ya flows tighter
but I came to find out that you got a ghostwiter
I’ll give you props you a perefectionist
at spittin rhymes that were written by expressionist
drop a gem on ya you wasn’t expectin this
ripped apart in the form of a disectin diss
I’m desssimated my foes yeah X made it
I earned my shot while your punk ass spectated
the puerto rican coward refused to compete
in the tourney cuz he’d have to get use to defeat
Take ya L and then Take ya ass back home
so I can run up on that forum and snatch that throne
claim you hold 44s that’ll splash my dome
who you kiddin dogg you ain’t never stash the chrome
tryin to front on a track didn’t think I might notice
you a fuckin flower child what hell’s the a white lotus
a screen name for hippies you lack the right focus
throw in the towel cuz for you this fights hopeless
X be the name forever remember me
like the loss to AC still etched in your memory
Its must hurt to know every flow ya had
couldn’t save ya ass from gettin run over by RAV
heads was wondering and askin when you gon battle
I told em whenever you crawl out of dough’s shadow
yeah I know that punch is old plus plenty more
but you still under his shadow and you twenty four
and promoters wont bother bookin any ya shows
catch you at the street corner charge a penny to flow
both your life and your career dying steady and slow
My gunz stay like your mouth dogg ready to blow
and I’ve already asked dough he can vouch for that
told me for years you been lickin on his pouch and shaft
just another netcee who can’t flow on beats right
say you from the hood stayin on the lower east side
but I don’t believe a word that you speakin liar
cuz you though the PJ’s was some sleep attire
bring your two man militia my two hands a blitz ya
damaging your squad til ya few mans have ditched ya
so enjoy it while it lasts keep abusin the same shit
cuz this the last time you’ll be usin the name flips
I’d say ya futures Grymm but that would be a lie
cuz for you to have a future you would have to be alive
