Uno Diss

#Facevsuno #Acapella #HoodThreat #Barzzzzzz Ima make this an easy win/ I'll slap rounds on this trash square like a wheelie bin/ This faggot make queasy with his cheesy grin and mealy skin/ He rolls like a lil girl when her healey's spin/ I could easily be outscheming him/ I ain't Tryna play cards so he don't know what he's dealin in/ Punches on point of his greezy chin/ He'll get hit so hard to the dome it's like I'm tryna make him really think/ I'm bout to body Unonimes cuz I am non impressed/ At this electronic pest that acts like a bitch that rocks crocs, stockings and a cotton dress/ He needs to comment and gossip less/ I'll kill this bitch with words and call it a Phonics test/ I'll cut him down to size, drop him when I chop his legs/ And leave him nothing more than a Hopping mess/ Then take this piece with the foreign crest/ And squeeze from close range, 2.5 centimetres, one (in ch)est/ And one in dome, leave brain leaking like his knowledge left/ But let me just stop and stress/ You are not about to watch a battle of two vets collide/ More like old school me killing a clown, u watching this Jester die/ Bet he's probably one of those domestic guys that daily checks his sign/ Who's only exercise is when his fat bitch wife tells him to fetch her fries/ I only agreed to battle to give this pest a try/ But when I checked his rhymes, I had to put all the pieces together like I was Tryna Inspect a crime/ I'm saying he raps like a coke head down to his last snort, always trying to stretch a line/ So this when situation intensifies/ I'm bout to make this square bounce like his cheque denied/ Disect a fly, body parts spread from left to right/ Head disconnect from neck and spine and left to die/ I put these nasty rounds to his mug like infected septic eyes/ He'll start bugging when I'm spraying, and I ain't talking about Insecticide/