crealor and fadzartist diss

fuck this shit crealor im a creator you're another worthless twit trying to spit in my face with some fake ass rastafari rap what a slap in the face take this crap back no one wants it go back to class and learn to rap and you might just pass this next exam unless you're a scam then damn then your disgrace is the only thing you've earned distaste and disrespect are the problem with artists like fadzdartist its written indelibly in her name shes a fad hold the artist... her musics shit and she has to pay her minions to fight her battles she was to fuckin lazy and neglected to send a message to cancel our project it takes no more than thirty seconds you insect i grew to abhore her i wrote for four hours or more this is why i closed the door and nailed it shut she was a nut i felt it in my gutt and bro what's with nigga nigga being the only words you pronounce dude you should really bounce before i pounce with every oz. of my being and end up freeing the beast within it will eat you alive it stears and drives and thrives it leaves a path of carnage as it lays waste to the garbage emcees in the scene few survive I'm the dean of mean I'm a vicious machine this here is just a taste of the distaste that is about to come I'll rip you apart limb by limb its a grim ending when you're descending but then again my friend you're only defending because of your own actions you claim to rap and claim to write but you run from a fight fadzdartist contending while pretending complications and decimation are my aim now you wait for a reaction fuck you and your faction of flunkies you don't belong in the same scene you're absolutely obscene and potentially junkies I've got spunk i keep it by the chunk I'm crunk I'm always high on skunk i'm about to punk you bitches 123 from rags to riches you wouldn't have a chance if casper wrote your disses you're spitting misses i live in bliss as i kiss the sky you fall to hell and cry and fry and wonder why meanwhile i survive to battle on you're forever gone