Poetic d**h - Seraphic (Self Provoked Diss) lyrics

[Verse 1] Pouring out these rosaries/ n***as who want to battle me/ Try to step into my circle/ And get carried off by your cavalry/ Behold the masterpiece/ I'm the evolution of this rap sh**/ Without an Infameezy beat/ Your whole catalog is past tense/ How you gonna do a track with Bizzy/ Then jack his whole delivery/ You ain't a Bone Thug/ Or born a thug/ Let's talk about reality/ From the jump of this scenario/ To him no one was talking/ Then like a b**h on her period/ This n***a started barking/ But n***a I'm the marksman/ So it only takes one shot/ To expose this mothaf**a/ To that bullsh** he be talking/ Self Provoked or Self Inflicted/ Cause your fanbase consist of underage women/ And male groupies on the dick/ You ain't a revolutionary soldier trying to bring that unity/ You a timberland rocking/ Ponytail cannabis smoking b**h/ Who the f** you think you messing with/ A testament to a retard/ I'll send your send your silly a** to a dark star/ Beyond your radar/ What's the Devil to the Elohim/ A checker in a game of chess/ You ain't built for my geometry/ Or the alchemy I manifest/ What's the Devil to the Elohim/ A checker in a game of chess/ You ain't built for my geometry/ Or the alchemy I manifest/ [Hook] Mic check one two/ They said to hit him with the Ether/ I'm here to speak the truth/ Mic check one two/ They said to hit him with the Ether/ I do this for my people [Verse 2] Give me the pound/ Give me the pound/ Give me the pound/ I'm ready for war/ Then breaking your doors/ I'm catching a body and ducking the law/ You talking that sh**/ I'm pleading the fifth/ My lyrics are venomous razors that spit/ Lyrical genocide to your ego/ I'll obliterate your weakness/ Listen/ Because a fast flow don't make you better/ And plus you making up for your sh**ty rhymes/ With an over-used delivery/ Ayo I know that ain't SP/ Trying to diss the movement/ You started On a High Note after copying our blueprint/ But you make a sh**ty general/ And your whole crew should get rid of you/ Let's do a simple comparison/ To understand the truth/ Poetic d**h is out is Europe/ And Self Provoked is local/ I be chillin on the sideline/ You charge your people just to headline/ You claim to keep the peace/ All I see is beef up on your timeline/ You need the grow the f** up/ And just accept the times/ You had a buzz back in 09/ 20-10 was so so/ But you thought a Silly Rabbit/ Could stand a chance against the God's Flow/ I'm the mothaf**ing Black Wolf/ Knocking on this pig's door/ A narc for dry snitching/ And you ain't never been hardcore/ Yes indeedy Self Provoked/ You do graffiti/ But only for the cameras/ Cause real taggers remain anonymous/ Living at your momma's crib/ You addicted to that medical/ Or addicted to that gla** dick that's all up in your mandible/ You need to slow the f** down/ And address the situation/ Or the ending of your legacy will start within these pages/ I'm not the one to f** with/ Don't ever get it twisted/ Stick to tagging mothaf**a/ You're not a gang banging villain/ And me I be that General/ So salute me when you see me/ Or my fist create concussions/ Like that comet that hit Russia/ Yo I'm far beyond your concepts/ And I overwrite your dialect/ So let's this be a warning son/ You dealing with a bigger threat/ Nevertheless I'm coasting/ Above this funny bunny/ Who got involved over a b**h and JDS/ Not ain't that funny/ [Interruption] [Verse 3] Give me the mic/ Give me the mic/ Give me the mic/ This n***a did a song with Dizzy Wright/ And still ain't seen the light/ You see the situation is complicated/ You got this lame a**/ Plus his wack a** fans/ Ga**ing him up to be the man/ You like that mothaf**a in highschool/ That chump n***as use to pick on/ You got a couple likes on Facebook/ Now you a straight crook?/ I doubt that/ And I ain't even dissin On a High Note/ Got respect for MFour/ Imfameezy and Linoski/ That post traumatic syndrome/ You've been talking sh** for three months/ You knew my house address and phone number/ We never met for lunch/ A s**er punch/ I'll drag you by the chariot of Apollo/ Just to show these mothaf**as/ That your backbone is hollow/ And it wasn't that I snapped my n***a/ Me and you ain't homies/ Don't go writing sh** about me or my posse being phony/ You a dumb dumb/ A fake a** snake walking on this ice/ Try to see me on the mic/ You'll meet the afterlife tonight/ Yo check it/ You're welcome/ For all the fame this brings to you/ Self Provoked the MC/ Welcome to the end of your legacy/ And I'm the better MC/ On any day of the week/ [Hook] We're overseas/ Chasing our dreams/ It's OGT/ Until the d**h of me/ We're overseas/ Chasing our dreams/ It's OGT/ Until the d**h of me n***a/ [Verse 4] n***as be talking/ Trying to be God/ Poetic d**h/ Exposing a fraud/ It's funny reversing the odds/ Never met face to face/ Yet he claims to be hard/ It's funny to me/ Whenever he speaks/ The truth that you seek/ Is never released and/ He be writing fairy tales of fabrication/ Nevertheless/ We lay him to rest/ Battle the best/ You lay with the rest and/ Your diss track/ Well it could have been better/ Cause had you really broken it down/ Instead of the sound/ And studied the nouns/ It's about a minute and 30 seconds/ Of that "skippidy doo" rap/ As a matter of fact/ I'm calling you wack/ You ain't an MC/ Just part of the pack/ A cat in the hat who's stuck in the back/ And if you were fat/ Well you wouldn't have any fans/