Tommy Diss

Its a viscious cycle

One day these cans youll recycle

asking for change

that day, ill restrain

your days are numbered

beatboxing like youre tommy the drummer. 

ill be resting under my master's degree

youll settle under a small palm tree

ill be under money trees.

ill enjoy this summer breeze.

you wrote your diss

while taking a wizz?

i see you saw me tweet on twitter,

so you sent the diss to my main hitta

talking about my relationship

atleast mine aint a crock of shit

fake hugs and fake kisses

sit back and enjoy my disses

i dont even have to try and outrhyme you

i know it, and you do too

my man doesnt have to masterbate

i wont even elaborate

dont bother to hesitate

listen to this before you attempt to retaliate

you dissed me back a couple months too late

but i love a mouth that hates

whats all the noise about?

let me spit some, step back.

leave shy out, just cause hes black. 

thats my real nigga fam, let him speak.

my rhymes strong, yours are weak.

go ahead and hide while i stand in the light

stop being childish nigga, trynna roast me when you dont even rap at all; foolsih ass niggas trynna earn respect where its not given, act right.