To Dj Anarkist...a.k.a. bitch a.k.a homothug a.k.a whack ass rapper
Yo fuck anarkist, he cant handle this, he comes wit punch lines
but i man handle fists, so u burnt out wit anything in ya magic hat...
through your words i can tell u had a tragic past.. since when do faggets last?
imma show u how i can destroy your name in one post
i'm not tryna be funny but u can call it a roast,
i under exaggerated when i called you gay, cuz u suck more than most
u cant reply to this cuz i'll deny your spit, its not my fault u rely on talkin shit
you a walking clit, bitch whats wit this, you come back and back for more
hoping you'll spit at someone wit rhymes worst than yours
get kicked out of trshady's doors, because your jots are poor
rocked ya floor when you read this free, im sendin electricity through ya body
applyin pain to your flave, cuz i got rage and your jus gay, you coward
leave you soaked wit shame like you got out tha shower
send you flowers embedded wit powers, because you cant hack it
and i sent them in advance for you to hold in your casket
while im spittin flames like a dragon im shittin names like Anarkist the DJ
fuck that i'll only mention ya name when im lookin for a BJ,
but decieve you and cut out ya kidney, bring em home, show my boys then send em back to Sydney, then ya boys make songs bout you like Diddy
please you just a rat like Mickey, nah Minnie cuz you like the tip on ya lips
im ripped and im flipped, i'm sick and ya shit, i'm dick and you clit
remember this everytime you sign on to spit... homothug