Lyrics
DZK - Kamikaze Diss II (You Suck Dick)
[intro]:
I already served you once
cuz, all your verses suck
you wanna go, again?
you really think you'll win?
No, I don't think so, dog
cuz you suck dick!
what in the f***
is your problem? you suck dick!
why in the f***
would you diss me? you suck dick!
everybody knows yer a b***
and you suck dick!
how many times do I gotta say
you suck dick?
how many rhymes do you gotta make
that suck dick?
how many lines can you write
that just suck dick?
how many times in a night
do you suck dick?
[beat switch]
[verse]:[1]
Kamikaze, you seem so scrawny
balding, like a starving, Neo-Nazi
so... you got cancer, man? damn, that's probably
why M. Law said to call you "Chemo-Kazi"
cuz if he don't got three, months left alive..
I'd be surprised as sh** ... I'd be surprised
if he don't break his hand, bringin' his latest
diss, cuz if he push too hard, finger's breakin
he's so thin, his whole act, of this "bad ass"
rap lyricist, we're all fearing, "is passed crap"
in fact, who would get bullied by a fag
who has to rig a pully, just to lift his backpack?
I know stronger toddlers, who, by the way
make doper music, too, yer lines are played
"hey, yer a tree, I'm a dog lifting his leg"
no, yer a geek who just compared me, to a tree, thanks
was that a diss? oh... it's poetry, right, you
should skip the next song, write me a Haiku
....yer whole style's a riot, I read your bio too
lemme sum it for you, as a child, this dude
said, he was "mad, and having gay fantasies"
dad left his family, so he began to be
a bully, gettin in fights, he beat UP other guys
wait, that's a typo... beat OFF other guys
and we all know why, you gettin no play,
cuz every chick, that you try to hit, cripples your game
cuz she thinks that yo' sickly-ass has got AIDS
which is why this guy mounts his dog on his page
he got a song called "Waiting to Blow" - nice name
let's guess what he's "Waiting to Blow" - I guess "gays"
[I guess the same] I guess "his shot at fame"
no, check his weight, he's "Waiting to Blow" off stage,
either this, mofo's nose, has blown, rows, of cocaine
every day, he's grown, since ohhh, eight,
or he wasted all his lunch money on that one ugly
tribal tattoo that everybody got done, funny
isn't it? even the art on your skin's ridiculous
you can't win, your six minute diss was sh** ty, this
kid's a damn idiot, every rap he said was...
garbage man, like my trash collector
so where you get the balls, to call yourself a "Lyricist"
when all the lyrics we're hearing, appear delirious?
I'm serious, every bar from your jaw 's weak
he said "it's autum, you're a leaf, time to fall in defeat"
what the f*** is that? you call yourself an artist?
yeah, that's pretty good if you're twelve or retarded
you talk pretty hard for somebody's whose hardest
muscle is the f*** ing tongue he talks hard with
so is that your alias? Kamikaze Lyricist?
I mean, all your lines bomb, but, are you serious?
I think, if yer a Kamikaze - when you crash and die
that would mean you could at least smash one guy
but you seem to be, having trouble with me
bit my style from the 90's - you wanna be me
but any rhyming you speak's pretty funny to me
and anybody unlucky enough to discover you, Jesus!
look at the past, you said "lets battle"
you dissed me, I dissed back, you got shattered
rattled, you made another track, they ignored it
you begged to collab for four months, tormented
with each minute I pretended... not to see you typing
so you picked a mic up, and started writing...
six minute diss, which you posted right up
then everybody said it sucked, so you decided
to write yet another one, what the f*** ?
if three tracks ain't enough then rap's too tough
for your primitive intelligence, you can't rhyme
if you were any less eloquent, you'd be a mime
homo, yo, if you don't know by now, to bow down,
when I
