Doctor Satan 2 Lil E Diss by Kllhllw Lyrics

I told that fucker don't act, make some tracks I'll diss back, rip you up on contact, or in lyric combat, write some "raps" I'll compact, any line you draw fag, catch an aluminum ball bat, hittin your jaw make dull smack, breakin the skull hear it all crack, sign your death waiver my contract, by spittin them bars at me all whack, you fucked wit a beast where the barbs at?, find him asleep in his mom's pad, he wake wit pain and no ball sack, I hold it up over him all mashed, he faint from the damage I cause man, I alter anatomy carve glands, I put him on tables for bar scans, and findin no pulse in his art span, so you where I come from is foreign land, I really see choppas and armoured vans, in heroin county it's on demand, so think about spittin them bars again, I send in some flows sound like armies fam, I'm fiendin and gettin it deploy the clan, and I'm payin it good for the coroner plan, yeah you heard that shit right giving good burials, he spit a flow up on his mic, I'm gettin so serial, he really think his shit is tight, and that's what's hysterical, you say you got a studio, so why the shit unbearable?, our lyrics aren't comparable, productions fuckin terrible, I look at you as wearable, that tissue tux premarital, like animals in parables, I pick em off numerical, your shit is not repairable, and every track satirical, I'm takin every spherical, amass unholy clerical, that choking you like medical, and turn your world elliptical, and beat your shit like physical, wit bars I get divisible, digest this bitch wit chemicals, I find in stomachs here's the corpse, 'I come in the back and I'm breakin him off and I'm choppin him' is the motto, my lyrics stay freezing wit bodies in pieces of faggots who dissin the hØllÖw, you Doc Satan when choppin my patients I'm comin like Jason your face I'm displacin, I come wit the H and I put in bombs when it hit him it illuminate nations, better be gracious, pickin up paces, I hit him wit rhymes and he get a castration, I'm fuckin impatient, spit a sedation, I come wit some choppas that bend in rotation, homie you basic, I make it forsaken, I come in the back and I'm beatin your face in, mentally racin, like I'm freebasin, Gee when I rape and he shrivel like raisins, fuckas be fakin, trynna get bacon, I come wit some raps and he turnin to pagans, trynna get Satan, out of my statements, drag him to hell and his nails they be scrapin, fuckin up fakers, hit him wit lasers, I come wit some rhymes it ain't makin me paper, so I sell drugs that ain't makin safer, so I pack guns when I'm passin neighbors, step in my chamber...

We can keep this diss at bars, or I could blast your shit to Mars, you pickin teeth out from the stars, from interstellar dental scars, where I come from you rep it hard, so Final Judgement till I'm charred, and you can put that on my art, my spit leaves faggots ripped apart, I put their limbs up in a cart, so second guess when talkin smart, or get chopped up wit lyric shards, you faggot fuck I been bard, I'm steppin back and slinging tar, that's hot enough to fuse with cars, its meltin through its holdin jar, but I'll put it on my gloves, bitch you wanna spar? Step in the booth and I hit him with hooks, come wit some choppas it ain't just for looks, my lyrics got baggies your body get took, smoking that dank and I'm rollin wit crooks, roll down the window and we pop at your crux, spillin your brain and your knowledge from books, lay down your body get covered wit soot if I come in wit bars any hotter they'd cook, you spit your diss, now slit your wrist, get bangin hØllÖw's fire, get drowned in piss, and honor it, got blood on my attire, cause I murder kids, wit words I vent, refer to me as 'sire', cause I lift that shit, get empty clips, and then the gun feel lighter