2) Dis Jam

dis jam


no comparison, we ain't the same species
I sling reese cups, you deal in pieces
see the world with precision, space like the hubble
your a muddy puddle, faulty glasses seeing double

some call me champ, heavyweight idle
Joe Louis, 12 years, heavyweight titles
you hit the mat with the first punch thrown
call your mom, she;ll tuck you in when you get home

Leader of the pack, front bird in migration,
you an ugly duckling, a knack for retardation
only action you see, is the playboys you horde, you scored
mating only on the chess board,

games your back stabbing double talk
this monopoly, you stay at my hotel boardwalk
don't balk, read the signs deliver the pitch
I fire right back, ablaze like a salem witch

Just another dissing jam
talking smack, I'm the man
you ain't shit, deal with it
and make sure you don't forget

It's too late for inspection, already a wreck
your house of cards weak, I'm shuffling the deck
a leach, a bottom feeder, a dirty redneck
sister works the corner office and doesn't take checks

"don't cry when your world comes tumbling down"
your just a clown the circus, the circus forgot you when it left town, BITCH!

your parents should have worked on abstinence tactics,
poster child for using prophylactics
aw, mommas favorite mistake,
mad dog plus raw dog, baby and a headache

faking hospitality, the grim reality
I don't like your ass, don't hey pal me
Mr. rogers may say, won;t you be my neighbor
my dog will shit on your lawn, I'll steal your paper

Just another dissing jam
talking smack, I'm the man
you ain't shit, deal with it
and make sure you don't forget

I got that dumpsta mouth,
might take a little trip to the dirty south
yeah I'm taking, bout your mama's hoo ha
she makes me scream and shout
I couldn't leave your mama out, oohoohoohooh

your fragile like a testtube, lost like a tourist
searching for nature in the damn rainforest
i'm a GPS trackin, computer mainframe hackin
book your flight, have your whole crew packin

your face, a distraction, plastic reconstruction
so ugly, a tax deduction
I'm am an avalanche, you keep flaking.
loving beef jerky cause you can't bring home the bacon

you authentically fakin the funk,
rocking lawerence welk from the 12's in your trunch
Parliament to you is the goverment of the UK
so cheerio you dodgy bloke, fly away

I say, cheerio you dodgy bloke, fly away!!!!