DISS TO BENJAMIN BUCKS

BENJAMIN BUCKS you get struck by my rhymes dang
Suicidal wreck with no title of respect whack mind can’t hang
just a pinkish clown ned to relinquish his crown body to slim
go to a true Gym and exercise not complex or wise with them
rhymes you write, you a scrub odd don’t love god a whack brain
and facts remain he does exist cuz I’ll piss on your mainframe
so what your aim in HIP HOP to be stupid? Look around but
don’t put the book down homey already shook your ground slut
like Patrick Swayze you a crazy ghost when you post so DIITO
you whack just a widow in black can’t be Demi Moore boy kiddo
you simply a whore only this and nothing more, you a blind joke
my rhymes like smoke blacken ceilings you lacking healing, choke
your slop is a taget like the stock market you crash on black Friday
with whack and wiry rhymes, I’ll smack this nin-compoop with fiery
skills and like whack thin soup you lack salt and your act caught on film
according to poles my aim been right, your insight been wrong and dim
your whack flow is like packed snow it need help to melt even JOHN
DOUGH knelted and prayed dang man I felt betrayed had to calm
Myself down when this bitch said he was black I still don’t believe
It’ll be a thrill to squeeze your head, look son I bruise crews with
Vapors but you like newspapers your shit is arranged on rack a swift
Act to follow never be gifted like me attack and swallow flames

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Still spittin I see. Don't know if you even remember...I remember you rhyming on here a long time back. Just checking this shit out, I don't like how these cats re-did the site...but fuck it.