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REPLY TO THIS GAY ASS SONG:
http://www.rhymetorrents.org/board/viewtopic.php?f=20&t=4540

so peep kabuto, his rhyme style is all nice
but what he didn't tell you is he bit it from sean price

and you just the fucker ain't nobody at all likes
and plus the people know i stay putting rappers on ice

let's not pretend that you only bite his style
truth is we both know you also bite his lines

but i thought i bit from poopy? that shits wholly tired for miles
i wont say you isn't nice but i've been doper for a while
and even you been giving props, if i could only find the files
i could up and strike a turkey like im bowling in the aisle
or flame you on the boards and let u smolder in a pile
watch u slowly gettin riled from my trolling, imbecile

the difference is while sean is makin' the hits
your rap voice sounds like you've been takin a shit

of course i'm takin a shit, up on your face, u a dick
all hella hatin but in private askin favors, it's rich
you a snake and a bitch who should be raped in a ditch
for even questioning my voice and its flavorful pitch

a great battler with some scrappy hood shit?
please, you couldn't get a win against fatty goodness

my raps r gully as all fuck, smash glass slash your goodrich
snatch grab ur cash and ur immaculate goods bitch
asked to collab and you spit half a verse
promised that another half would be savagely merked
but you disappeared for months like an ass or a jerk
then came back all expecting a masterful work
and I wouldn't say you're flaky...well maybe just a wee touch
i mean who else could really make a battle last for three months

so take ten, and put that paper to pen
and come back to me with a track that makes sense

nah, five barracudas could arise from a hookah
but your suit and tie will never be as fly as my supras
you a slave to the nine to five, dragon would you mind if i
told your boss you secretly rap? no you would kinda die
kinda like the politicians like to talk jesus
but in stalls at the airport they knock to cop penis
you downlow, kabuto rock a mask but all the fans know
you too shook to even show your face up in orlando

"i'll hook you folks, my watergun super soaks
i'm kabuto and my rap style is super dope
i'm killin the boys with this unlimited choice
and shit on your toys with a gimmicky voice
dissin kabuto's a crime because kabuto's a dime
hand me my mask, call me kabuto the mime"

you ain't fluent with rhymes, well mine are ripe for the occasion
i'll leave you with a hella frightening abrasion
every bar clicks like a shell with the gun cocked
throw you off the top of the shelton with sunspots
jack was right? you think of jack and jack at night
you hella angry though, in fact you prolly smacked your wife
after you lost your job, stumblin home while chuggin flagons
and were welcomed with the sight of her toungin my double dragon

the CIA bumps your shit in detainee's rooms

yeah fuck you, when you be peepin he-taint, you swoon

played in a loop till they're dazed and confused

i'm sure there's better ways you could have phrased that, my dude

you battle me? that shit is hopeless dude

and when we criticize your album you're a mopey fruit

who you gonna e-mail to throw in a vote for you?

if i did, i don't think a soul would notice, douche
i mean some questions arose when i was peepin your diss
like "why the fuck were all his rhyme schemes weaker than shit
and why the fuck can't a vet rapper maintain a flow"
i guess at this point we'll have to hold a seance to know
while super dragon's ill, only fools could respect him
his mixtape is kinda like a grueling infection
so while i'm sorry poopy's review hurt your rectum
is it too late for you to do your damn verse for spectrum?