X FACTOR DISS

Look.

 

Fuck the X Factor.

I'll crack every cracker.

Over the head with a ladder

Unload a derringer

Shatter you charismatic characters.

I'm not tryna be diplomatic.

But it's like the Mariners verse a barrister.

Meaning you'll never win.

I'm problematic. With an automatic. That's asthmatic.

I've written. Twice since. GenX replied.

Didn't realise the guys 55. Probably studying all my rhymes.

Stomaching that my driver's licence name is Jesus Christ.

Non of you faggots can compete with me.

Why would you wanna feed a beast when his hungry.

These starving artists. Aren't lasting in this competition.

I have protestors. Protesting everytime I start my ignition.

Floor well. Full of ammunition. To feed them there nutrition.

I push the pistons to there position. Pull out the pistol stored.

And hold a visual for.

Every member of such a shitty faction. And let's see what happens.