jihad, you just a pussy tryna battle a demon/
ya moms was A-sexual, she had you from a vaginal secretion/
you might walk with the greats, but yo you not one/
ya style is old, you just recyclin' lines that I dropped dunn/
i'll deeply dissect ya whole style completely/
if Ji- Had two hundred and ten bars, he still couldn't beat me/
avy's pointin at ya verse, might as well the trigga/
and use your balogna style for ur
'cold-cut' then throw you in the fridge brah/
i'm nice with the art of the pen/
i'll lyrically grab you by the head and stab you in ya heart wit ya chin/
a win is what you will not get from me/
this little fag gets hit on by dudes more than boxin' dummies/
hunny,
you're worth-i-less, n!gga i'm merc-i-less/
i'll jerk-this-bitch up so quick up so quick-i'll leave his shadow standin there person-less/
i murder chickens, fuck fightin'/
you beatin me? God's got a better chance of gettin struck by lightnin'/
so if you really want it, boy bring it/
but just be warned, i've got more wins with a Mike than Don King bitch...
not goin too hard kid. nice job on your verse tho.
howl at me.
out.
JiHad>>>

lmao.
really out.