guess its time to make him shut it

I heard of u,no clue,im gonna finish you,i wished you never happened.!
It is true, our styles r similar but mine's done in much better fashion
nah,u never matched it! and when you yack about yourfucking rebel faction
high,You think you hear the voice of angels? Well I can hear the devil laughin
When it comes to Boss havin a girl I can't believe this shit.
i fkn use ma logic,+ like an agnostic:I'll believe it when I see it,bitch
imma whoop ya ass like I havent befo,"i like hentai n magical bows!"
Yeah thats cool BustOn, you are kind of a faggot...we already know.
I bet u'r a bummy lookin kid dressed in some raggedy clothes
There'r many dark corners and fkn crevices that await you
With lotta sharp horned menaces ready to break through
The mark worn by this beast will eventually take you
Duh any part torn from this unholy leaf will heavily shake you
i won't bother with demonic portals , I make space move
of course all ur mechanical parts make u an easy target to gate to
We saw the flaws in your prototype,but you ain't sparkin yet.
And if you're a machine... then you can call me the architect.
The hardest part is knowing that your art is far from showing
Even a lil degree of personality,is ur heart of carbon slowing?
How the fuk could ya ridicule my definitive style...
isnt that the type of shit that's gonna make this animal get a lil bit wild
Shit im starting to think like Coco ,no lie
Cause i ain't bit a fuking rapper in a while
turn yall to gravel,watch ya’ll fools unravel,but here is a remedy
instantly go through your infantry and remove the gay Tendenciez!
Le Tuna’s steppin thru with sick skillz just to blaze these herbs
Boston gotta steal a dicktionary just to say he got a-way with words
No fakeness in my rhymes,u prick are mad at my text flow..
cause u keep spitting the same wack shit like ur testing the echo?
u got a fuked up youth,n it would be a pussy move;if u demand proof!!
Ur past proves,that ya punches lack a-peel like canned fruit!
the damn truth,u idiot should’ve left me alone, guess u got what u expected
you couldn't turn THIS WIN around to WIN THIS and this kiddo is dyslexic
Go back to the playground at school where kids play, this fool is bitchmade
Look at his sig sayin "must look!"..it hasn't been cool since 5th grade
I’m in a handicap match despite the fact that it’s 6 verses 1
How these retards pass a Mic after their Text verses get done
First version was for fun now I’m murdering Boston, Serving
this virgin with my version of ether that’s burning up lungs
It’s curtains, leave you wheezing with organs turning to gum
Mouths bleeding, hurting & screaming from gurgling chunks
Limbs severed in sections getting dismembered with weapons
So if your body’s a temple I’m King Nebuchadnezzar the 2nd
With a passion for gay bashing, laughing when your kind dies
Skulls cracked into fractions just to blacken your mind’s eye
Attacking with gats clapping so run when the barrels spew
And ur name fits you BostOFF: since nobody’s aware of you
or care for you,u really wanna beef,duh ill be raping ur ass
and this faggot was so glad, And took it as me making a pass
Asshole destroyed by dicks and fists until the skin slacked
my words spoken,shit's now broken,theres no way to fix that
admit i lyrically murdered Ax,cuz im raised to fuck up haters
just Like you who’s weak-hearted,be honest,and suck up Later!
You fuking with a grown man with no chance to compete
Can’t handle this beef,u still sleeping in pajamas with feet
Only decent head in your buddys is McAnn and AxD is deceased
But if he could even HE’D tell you start making plans to retreat
I’m a savage & beast seated in a villainous throne,
While you sit at home,under sheets pleading “LEAVE BRITNEY ALONE!”
talkin bout rushing in a beef,boston was an incredible host
but now imma have to slaughter u like in an episode of LOST
Just a one hit wonder who never held a belt in Text again
After you happily passed the strap-on like a generous lesbian
Lost ground and ever since you dropped down the story’s been
How you recycle for Big Axe D like Doc Brown’s De Lorean
Going back into the past for verses upping the few you had
Specializing in bein high n shit cuz you got nothing new to add
Get your weight up instead of throwing temper tantrums and fits
You fag is barely 100 lbs soaking wet in your pampers with piss
And after u posted your pics it was apparent u’r gay
Looking like the Food Channel’s Guy Fieri with AIDS
Never seen skin that pale besides in tombs or coffins
Consider your office evicted: you got no room for talking
Not sure what that hair style on your head is called
But it looks like directions for men on where to place their balls
And either that hair color’s to cause a disturbance for moms
Or it’s proof when choosing bitches that axD prefers Blondes
Boston doesnt have street cred in boston,hes a Webster im not dumb
So ill bitch slap him with the dicktionary he gets his rhymes from!
Big word after big word thats not making you ill
But Bos diss after bos diss will get you lyrically killed
Internet clown...If you drove down my block
You'd lean back the seat with the car doors locked
Damn,Fkn Boston stepped in who is this bitch?
he did Ax D,sucked him, now he thinks he can spit?
So hey you two whens your next show lets see you on stage
You couldnt summon that kind of courage except on E-Pages
you would commit suicide for a flow like mine
this verse is more than ull make in a lifetime
You write rhymes I write Mona Lisas on a sheet of paper
This diss will shock these pussies like a dildo shaped taser!
You faggots can go to Hell and give the Devil some company
And hope that it freezes over so maybe THEN you could fuk with me