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(Verse 1 Stylin)
Alright lehgo CJ
Go back to your bed with your PJ's
Dont (F) around with me I'll end you
Shove your head in the glass get it through
Sayin you and Metrix cooled you would've never dissed him in the 1st place
Whyd you tell me to make a verse give me some space
I thought you were my homie
I thought you could understand certain situations
Dissin me was the wrong thing to do with real complications
I always have my friends back
Reading your raps pssh there whack
Always talkin smack for no reason
Maybe you never knew that its over for Miller's rap season
Matter fact why you so quiet
Your fault you started the diss riot
Always goin around tellin people I can diss them
How bout spit out a good verse like Eminem
You thought I was your homie
Naw your raps low key
I will pack your bags up and send you back home
Make you feel embarassed in your backbone
(F) you 1704 code
Your raps are cold
I'll shove a piece of sence down your throat
Noticing that Im right causing you to choke
I'll be standing beside you watch you cry *poke*
Think your a trillionaire not even close to getting money
Followed by your foolish tricks are all scummy
So go run back to your mummy
You got 1 damn problem
These people need to put you in a asylum
You think that your a good song writer
Sayin that you'll fight me Im a WBL Fighter
Watch when this diss gets you killed
Everyone else will be so thrilled
Streets goin be filled with glory
Man this is one true story
(Verse 2 Myrtle)
Who is young miller
you aint no Southside ki11er
you is really trash you irritate
me like a rash Im Get you in a
flash Put some cash on ya head
Bu11ets pierce like led That's
don't and said you would be good
for a fed You don't get Street
Cred Im Fed up with your Raps
all you spit is Cr@P True Hustle
is gonna make you tap you Whack
In the field you lack Im coming
back With more You aint rich
You act like a str8 btch
ill put you in a ditch and leave
you there like Road Ki11
Ak don't need no Reload
Im From Southside I don't
see you outside You aint no
rider true Hustle Keep expanding
wider Spitting that Fire We bodied you
Know 4 of us on a flyeron every
track your a lier Im Coming like
Michael Myers
(Verse 3 Legacy)
This boy running around,
Acting like he Carl Johnson,
I'm not fond of you, bud,
F[] your ass up, leavin' you a stud underneath my throne,
So many of you are trying to take over,
Leaving you floating, hoverboard,
You're flesh, I'm a thorn,
I was born to stab,
You were born to dab,
Better put another body down on your tab,
RUN RUN RUN! GRAB A CAB! Is all you gon' have to say after this,
Leaving you slipping on my lyrics,
N[] I'm icy,
Get like MGK,
And LACE THE F[] UP!
Legacy, out...
(Verse 4 Metrix)
Alright , self claimed legend , bodied a couple B[]tches , forced me to pull the trigger,
Miller , you ain't S[]it compared to me , You maybe one of IMG's biggest VP's , but that S[]it don't matter to me,
(Ha) , I'm releasing the inner beast , World at war , Couldn't give a F[]ck about Final Peace,
I could see your mad cause I bodied your son , just like him , today your career will be done,
I'm on the verge to being a legend , this is what you get for messing with my brethren,
Released two songs today , not a sign of writers block , stop acting like you could stash that G[]ock,
Facts are I'm breath defying , I'll leave you crying , Body bag you , throw you in a desolated land,
I could already show your crew the meaning of us , make your mother mad and start to lose trust,
You got simple rhymes , and mines more complex. Leave you rolling up like Juicy J did with his Rollex,
I spit the truth , you F[]ck with me so I just go ahead and F[]ck with you ,
I remember the time back at Sound King Records , You admitted defeat , cause' your son was reckless,
Now its about time I check you off my checklist , moving onto my next B[]tch ,
It honestly wouldn't take a long verse to body you , Kindergartners at the age of two could defeat you,
In fact , that's why I body most of these viruses to claim my crown , I'll leave you to drown,
Mother , Father? Please forgive me , Fresh out of rehabilitation boding a 12 year - old that honestly missed me,
I'm not Hospin but I'm going crazy , stashing a knife in my belt loop , going on a killing spree,
If you even dare to speak of thee , I'll light you up hotter then the sun with gasoline,
I'm OsirinKing , I'm so divine , Now CJ F[]ck the Ops , it's about time I break your spine,
Rumors going around you tried to friend your father on Facebook , I've also heard he just declined,
Complex word choice , That's all that's on my mind , tripping you off and leaving you in the sidelines ,
But honestly , If I did that would be a crime , your career is more of a symmetrical line while mines a irregular,
This verse is the first part of my regulation , Bow to me , Fore I am the next sensation,
Child Labor like your acting like a money obsessed Malaysian , you know like Mario , he jumps like a Jew,
Admit defeat , and just F[]cking lose , I'm to big in this verse its hard to turn back,
Major signs of lack , while My verses always get to the point - Exact,
If I could try to do this mathmatically , It'll turn out Like the little beef I had with your son,
My percentage high , honestly this was really fun , But sadly , It's all done,
Not my best , But I'm still on the run , Just give up this just isn't your month..
Leave your body embedded in glass , VP of IMG yet you get paid with no cash , Lil CJ just another major rash,
Your letting out kiddy bars , while mines are bigger then a whiplash,
11 year old kid acting like he got it all , Big fame and standing tall , I'd be surprised if you even got the b[]ll's to respond to this , I'm the big truth and I'm bringing a hush ,
Hell of a long verse , I'm a self claimed demonic , My verses authentic while all of yours are ghost written,
I'm out of my head , I need a psychologist , Bars burning my eyes , hotter then a fire blitz,
These shots I'm sending couldn't ever miss , I like my bodied rapper burnt and over crisp,
By myself , I'm more of a one man apocalypse , Armageddon is coming take cover,
Bodied this B[]tch , going home missing your mother,
Complex Paramedical help on speed dial , you going need that S[]it,
Because after this you'll be questioning your existence with denial.
This is my time and its your end , Coincidental ,this is what you get when you mess with friends,
Flatten harder then James Clement , embed you in lyrical cement.
I live to seize and as you see I'm a big achieve ,
Your like that Pipsqueak compared to me , Greek mythology Hercules, Take your leave already,
Retaliation I just took my ground , shots sent no need to live another round,
Running for the flag , the funny thing is that I've done already token the crown,
I wowed the crowd , while your in the corner screaming load , I'm superior in so many ways,
Leaving bad nightmares , making a little 11 year old crying for days,
Everytime when I feel the craze , my mother always said . "Leave your opponents in the dirt and dead",
Delusional , seeing strange things , weird sounds that you can't explain,
Leave you gone with no remain ,
Fore this verse has already brought enough severe pain ,
Searched your internet history , saw you went on Google asking , "How do I have a baby",
I would tell you , but your to young for the story of the birds and bees,
Another bad rapper looking like a virus , Only difference is he spreads faster then a major disease.. (Metrix!)
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