yo... this aint a diss
and no im not doin this for pabliss
my nigga im bein real
how sorry your life is, ur gonna feel
im not used to writin a sad song
but your dream life has gon for so long
my nigga ur not a star
you're a reject like aladdin and jafar
you're a great big joke
ur rhymes are worst than OG Loc
you act like a child
your grown man status is taco bells sauce, mild
i would hate to be you
jus cuz you cant make it do wat it do
i would cry in my bed, boo hoo
cuz u cant make yo girl say ooh ooh
and your always hangin wit michelle
even tho she made ur life a livin hell
oh yea and she kissed ya boy
had a nigga jumpin for joy
you should dedicate a song to us, kiss kiss
and michelle is someone you miss miss
sad to say you got played
jus as easy as openin a bag of fretos lays
and ur always a simp
to a girl who was jus ur pimp
and becuz of wats in ur pants, u walk wit a limp
you m&m size ass nigga looks like a blimp
oops sorry i forgot its not a diss
to keep track of yo messed up life, make a list
man this is such a shame
of how you became a lame
and your not tough
ur as soft as hillary duff
you smile to hide da pain
but wit pain you have no gain
too bad soo sad
livin a life you neva had
and this is the last you'll hear from me
cuz this was exclusively from Jay-Be
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