The Pantheon’s Panther(Diss)

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Isn’t it funny how Your biggest Hit just happens to be a Trill diss
And All the other shit you drop, just drops off into thee Abyss.
Mad that I called you a bitch, well then bitch come and suck my dick
Your battle record sucks too, like Maggots boy your full of shit
Come back and talk to me, after you’ve battled Maverick, Trill or Ish
You ain’t never stepped on shit, bitch your living like a Fish.
Who’s giving this kid props, y’all really think that shit is Hot?
Yea it’s Hot garbage, Hot Cheetos, Hot Dog water.
Dumb ass bitch done led his self straight into a fucking slaughter
I won’t talk about your mother, but I’ll treat her son like a daughter
I'm Kendrick, and you Drake, I'm Eminem, and you Mgk,
I'm Juice, and you Trippie, nigga you know that you sound silly?
Really I’m Chapman and you Lennon, really I’m more like Kendrick
We share the same descendents and shame all the fiction.
You wouldn’t be getting some fame, if my name wasn’t mentioned
You even had to feature the God Kings name on your disses
And You wonder why we call you bitches? Ish knows the lyric.
I snatch souls/soles out like cleaning shoes, you’ll be left as a spirit.
My punches hit you in the chest and make ya shoulders touch.
You won’t fold up your paralyzed and your molars crushed.
My bars outta this world, I’m something like Mulder with a Scully.
I’ll murder you and all of your sword fighting butt buddies.
I hate that Your my son, so today im giving up my custody.
I’ll torture you bitch and have you praying for death as a luxury.
I’ve addressed more shit than Amazon smoking from the Pantheon
Im about to shut this bitch up, like The film black panther’s on.
I laughed at ya song, I’m too ILL but still will get this cancer gone.
Now After this back and forth, you can get back to being a corpse
I’ll never retreat, I see that you’ve never seen something like me before.
I’ll even try to kill me when bored. Niggas mad that I’m not CB4.
This is a easy war. I’ve turned all your hits into the Gaza Strip.
I haven’t even opened the briefcase and really let it rip.
Now you can Rest in piss, on top of spit, inside a pit.
Try again and you’ll still die a bitch. BITCH!

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GK-TRILL
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