Black Poetry : DISS TO BURT BLAZE BENJAMIN BUCKS AND PREYING MANTIS

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    DISS TO BURT BLAZE BENJAMIN BUCKS AND PREYING MANTIS

    I’m riding in lace while you need a hiding place this freak
    No rhyming **** got a deep cut on his head and it leak
    Blood yall keep this scrub on a leash he can’t rhyme street
    I’m all real while you just a small meal and BENJAMIN BUCKS
    Is the slop type his rhyme not ripe like green fruit this boy stuck
    Between silly and crazy has no ability just lazy, have false gravy
    like a lost baby you cry for milk this guy’s guilt is filth no Navy
    with accept this failed whale you Moby dick ***** can’t swim
    MANTIS is like a whack sail boat his fact fail to float
    Have stale quotes and scared to rhyme and shared wine with that goat
    BENJAMIN BUCKS, like a student on an non winning side he’s
    Beginning to slide into defeat give his a side order with dick he’s
    Eat right BUCKS? this boy couldn’t write with bright luck of Mark Twain
    PREYING MANTIS is a low beast while I’m the police ready to plain
    Arrest this lame mess put him in handcuff his plan scuffed like his whack
    Rap career tried to abduct my rhymes and got stuck with jail time on crack
    He lack rhymes and his act is ascinine PREYING MANTIS failed HIP HOP
    Stale in flip flops with crusty feet his dusty Music beats don’t sell or rip shop
    He can’t speak flow it onstage like the greek heroic age he’a a zeus of no
    Use to BBOYS

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