Diss 2

[Verse 1: Jerry G]
Got your girl dropping her ring, like sonic
Somewhere between ironic and iconic
My satanic flow makes christians call me demonic
Don't need a beat to sound symphonic
Haters mad because I can spit with the best of them
Can spit without spitting phlegm
Name a rapper I ain't better than
I know you can't
But then again, all you faggots have a short attention span
Jacking off their tiny dick to pictures of cartoon woman from Japan
Just because you can't, find a girl who can
Whatever man
Maybe my rhymes will cure your ADHD
Songs rock more blacks than the earthquake they had in Haiti

[Verse 2: Jerry G]
Compliment your lady
But your lady looks like a baby between Bruce Willis and Tom Brady
I flow dirty, got one girl, got 130
Flow nerdy but my flow worthy of a grammy
You losing a rapping results in a wet diaper and calling your mammy
Yeah, huh, uh
Keep it classic, no need for anything drastic
I ain't got it dramatic, unlike you elastic spastics
If anything I'm a scholastic definition of sarcastic
My rhymes are so hot, they're labeled pornographic
10 year olds buying your shit, wrong demographic
I'm wild, and I ain't mild
Think of me as like a child reading national geographic
Beating up some black kid, it's graphic
Don't think of me as the old rap guy
I'm more like Bill Nye, the science guy
In the way I rock the bow tie and look oh so fly
Backstage fucking girls
Now stop your rapping because the shit you thought was ain't hot
You're so gay you turn a blowjob into a gayjob
Take my advice son
Keep ya dayjob

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