This beat is whack as mobs/

That contradict the plan and plot/

By looting random shops/

The opposite Of accomplishment,

It complements, your, tantrum octave/

Average drops/ I hope you Have a job/

It, bites like tarantulas/ But, it ain't Fly it's, a spatula/

Whack a miller, Caterpillar, trap a moth/

The only, type of Magnum ya/

Might've, tried just sagged when on Ur Tiny tranny cock/

Mine is half thick but/ Compared to you its Like a megladon/

I understand, why you have a gun/

I support your rights, I'm just used to Scrapping cause/

If you, live in, Canada/ You were, Born to fight, Thats the law,

Fuck a Battle ya/ cannot cross/ the border Wit the Ratchet dog/

Unless ya order it from, Africa/ Like Carol Baskin....NOT!!

You couldn't hit me, in the abdomen,

with an Acura/ If it was an accident,

This Traffic cop/ Has less Stamina/ Than Santa clause/

Missus, Faggot jaws/ sucks harder than Dracula/

Giving, Bum, darts in the vacuum closet/

Wit peanut butter and a pack of straws/

You sound like, Nick, Cannon crossed/

Wit, charley clips, Aster roth/ And Canibus/

Your, fat and soft/ Fuck ur Garbage spits Your breath is nasty dog/

Your the Retarted kid, Wit the Vaccine swob/

I'm Rumple in Camelot/ But you can call me, panama/

Cause I don't give a, dam if ya/

Think ur a goat, Your a Sacrificial Lamb to god/

Your ink is a joke Like Sandals socks/

Forget an After thought/ Your a fad forgot/

He likes to rap like pac/ Cass and nas/

But The only time he Has the sauce/ Its for the Salad toss/

He cant Handle the Beef like Hassle Hoff/

the most, Paper he's, handled was/ a fake emcee, catalog/

I'll  rate em C, And, maybe B, but he ain't a G,

this, mans a fraud/ Dont get it, twisted like Hash and pot/

Your dope but your Wizard white Crack is not/

Gonna get cha High enough to Visit an astronaut/

Quit the combative talk/ You got multis But the Insult queen

Is hulk green With Envy so This is where the, banter stops/

Bullied Full he's a bigger, tit than a Pamela/ Anderson boob job

A hack and a true nob, You couldn't Capture the/ magic pop/

If a, rabbit hopped/ Out of ur Hat with a/

Sheet of Acid blotters/ And a Camera Crew, ahhhh!!!!

I just murdered you on your own beat And the Facts are true bruh!

*it contradicts your tantrum octave, not complements my bad! It was said correctly thats all that matters 

Sober Mr Jon flako? I was wondering what you actually sound like. Nice

lol Brahms...dope shit, good drop Clops

Respect soul. Brahms..compare me to....flako?? Lol eat a dick clown. You sound like someone who knows someone who hosts KOTD shows n wastes his promo dough on coke n hoes

The rights and scrappin bar and cross the border bar was too fire. And lmaooo u just went in on brahms 

bars were good. work on that flow delivery when you're changing tempos tho. 

Haha respect killa. Contemplating aiming cross hairs @ brahms. Respect lectric I appreciate the feeback ur not wrong lol 

Damn dissed him onm his own beat. Dope shit Clops once again making his name known. Fire shit...

Mad respect blazin!