Freestyle Fire (K-DUBB Diss)
• Written by GenXjeezy
GenXjeezy's Notes
X FACTOR
XF4LYFE !!!!!!
Lyrical Grade: A+
Rhyme Density: 40.64%
Shortened version of my previous diss on this loser, "Winnin' The Division". It's a more interesting recording though. Enjoy !!!!!
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I just do this shit as a hobby but I always have some little nobody jockin' me, I guess you're bound to catch hate when you're shockingly godly
They all lack modesty and act pompously, it's their philosophy and methodology, I'd consider it funny but it's like watchin' cringe comedy
Now this loser K-DUBB is obnoxiously tryin' to dishonorably mock me and act squabbily, so I'm gonna drop a bomb on his ass like Nagasaki
I spit venom toxically, when I get started ain't nobody stoppin' me, I'm a lyrical monstrosity, I'm a beast and to get me you need to study zoology
I can do this shit subconsciously and robotically, I do it methodically and psychotically, when this motherfucker does it, he does it moronically
I run an autocracy, he runs a foolocracy, he's a jalopy, I'm a Maserati, he's a wannabe copy, he started this shit so I'm up his ass like a colonoscopy
I'm gonna terrorize this idiot like a fuckin' Jihadi from Abu Dhabi, use my ferocity to create an atrocity, I'm all about treating him hostilely
He dissed me incompetently, it was the lowest quality, below mediocrity, he's an anomaly, if he made a living with rappin', he'd be livin' in poverty
Since I'm constantly dealing with assholes and pussies I'm an expert in proctology and gynecology, in real life I lay motherfuckers out horizontally
I don't cap, I'm a case study in criminology, first degree felonies are not a novelty, I've sold enough drugs to write a book on pharmacology
This loser is desperate for attention so he's dissin' but his raps are uninterestin', he's jealous of me cause I have name recognition and I'm always winnin'
His tiny reputation has me grinnin' and gigglin', his eight followers and measly three hundred profile views has me snickerin', his numbers are in poor condition
I ain't even kiddin', for two years on RapPad his numbers are sickenin', he'd have to hire a fuckin' mathematician to count all the weak hearts I've been rippin'
It's his pride I'm injurin', he's never won a single battle, he always takes a whippin', he's obviously terrible at rappin', he should be considerin' quittin'
His pathetic ass "career" is in critical condition so fuckin' with me was a stupid decision, he ain't ready for the ass kickin' I'm deliverin' with precision
I'll have his big head spinnin' with the fire I'm spittin', I'm givin' this little fuckin' kitten a lyrical dickin' that's hittin', he can't handle the brutality I'm bringin'
And I'm still fuckin' stiffenin' and thickenin', I'm cruelly crippilin', what I'm slingin' is swingin', I'll have this bitch wincin', cryin', twistin' and hissin'
He'll be wishin' he woulda stayed hidden and I'm not stoppin' until he's fuckin' submittin', I'm his worst affliction, he picked the wrong guy to make his opposition
He's just one more desperate loser that I'm maledictin' and diminishin' with the lyrical raping I'm inflictin', I'll probably catch a conviction and go back to prison
