Black Poetry : Diss To Waniac

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  1. MADDRAPPER

    MADDRAPPER Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    DISS TO WANIAC

    WANIAC you a maniac with no skills your flow not ill
    Blind for no reason like crime and treason you don’t thrill
    Or foot the bill, like a deep well drowning this freak from hell
    An official destination no artificial respiration ends your bell
    Got a low pitch voice you flow like a ***** on a horse
    So gitty up I’m witty and you corrupt with no choice
    Stink like the disease Ebola drink coco cola with wisdom
    And cook your whack *** like a solar system put you in prison
    Feed you cold tablets you a bold rabbit with no tricks now
    Grab it, it’s just a **** you trick try to be slick somehow
    Your pride get wreck couldn’t be ill with side effects
    Squeal when a knife that’s dull peal your scull you a reject
    Had crazy drama with your baby mama child not yours
    Not man enough to understand sex stuff, you cream puff whore
    Couldn’t bark hard if you was marked as Saint Bernard
    Even Clark Kent says you retard, faint in your own backyard

    MADDRAPPER PEACE
     
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    LURK Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    DIZZAMN....
    YA MANZ IS CRYIN RIGHT NOW!!!


    you a maniac with no skills your flow not ill
    Blind for no reason like crime and treason you don’t thrill---------------


    YEAH HE CRYIN....
    BUT WHO IZ WANIAC???
     
  3. MADDRAPPER

    MADDRAPPER Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    LURK THANKS FOR RESPONDING TO THIS FOR REAL YO APPRECIATE THAT
     
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