Sunday, January 24, 2010

You ain't my Friend.

-Fuck you, somehow you pisses me off, you're like that hypocrite in white armour who rides a horse.
I think I know the problem, you're just a fucker who likes to add fuel onto fires to maximize the problem.
Fucker like you doesn't deserve to have me to talk to you, if I did Imma have you kill,
wit my style and bury you on the hill, and have a party grill, over at you funeral and eat to my fill.

-I won't talk nor stare at you when I saw you outside, don't ever come to northside, I won't have you recognized.
'Cause even you do I won't acknowledge you as my friend for we will be meeting each others at school for only two years,
don't tell me you didn't hear that, you got two ears.
Are they deaf? Oh you can't even listen to your on breath.
This rhymes are more then enough to bury you in to a deep sleep, don't sneak out of your sleep 'cause you carries a disease,
that would get every one sick.
You might be able to socialize more then I do, but I have more brothers and sisters then you do.
You may have more papers and girls then I have but I talk more of respects and brotherhood, more then the population on your hood, You're just some dude who are racist wearing a hood, walking on the streets afraid of other skins to have you hooked,
on the beam labeling you as a racist fool.

-I only make friends who won't stack more problems on me, but I won't tell it in your face 'cause I'm scared that you would pee, on your pants like a child who couldn't have a normal wee.
You shake your knees when you saw me outside having more fun wit other friends then wit you, don't worry, after have all these said I won't find you.
Even if I'm ever in to some deep shits, as I'm a healthy man who are able to fits, in to all kind of situation unless it gets all so childish.
You are just some bitch who tries to get friends but I'm hard to crack, harder then those dudes that you had hacked,
I ain't no easy bastard for you and you better get your resolution wised up before I had you whacked.

-Now all you can do to win me is to battle me or diss more on me, but that will get me to diss even more then the number of
days you can see me.
When shits happens I don't wanna do a part of it, 'cause I'd told you, you ain't my friend just my stepping stones, who will be gone, for all eternity like Holmes, but you ain't anything like Sherlock Holmes.
Don't worry this diss ain't to any of my dudes of my Secondary School, just a guy from the Tertiary School.




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