Sheezy thought to diss me? ME? 
Really? 
Ok, I know heezy be there as well, both holding hands. 

Hol up what? 

Others think I can’t write? Who? 
Fitim? Next time yall laugh at my words, step up your fucking poetry and battle a king. 


Sheezy! A waste of life you walk a delusional path 
How dare you try diss a king with words of greatness and wrath 
I hunt down faggots like this that run around with peg legs 
Weak and pathetic I can break you easily 
Staying number 1 like Lupe, ice cold as gretzky
Always flapping around with loose lips and breathe so disgusting like you’re already dead 
So foul the Son/Sun doesn’t rise, rather toss you away for the night to be fed
Sheezy, walking on the plank trembling in fear 
Its easy to talk shit since you have no girl, thinking what you speak is clear
But remember you posted a picture of some girl? For all of us here? 
We all know someone Lost as you could only get with his sister
Something so twisted and morally corrupted, you both are a defiled mixture 
Having a reflection so white of a cac appearing like a ghost 
Stop pretending to be hard and do what you do most 
Stick around those fish tempting to walk on land 
Listen to what I write, I know it’s a struggle for you to maintain and stand 
But this is what a King is meant to be, monument as the mountain
I give everyone here a piece knowledge, my brain is the fountain 
And beside me forever a queen Janet, someone you thirst for desperately
Truth is that I’m the greatest! But I don’t like to be glamorized 
Because when the streets flood with blood, it wont be televised 
 Nothing I do is ever advertised 

What you are is a cat stuck in a box
Hopeless and unfocused, I just murdered you like lightening leaves the rest in a state of shock. 


Sheezy, when the game become poetic
My words are the ashes of Malcolm because I’m the truth!!
for the masses hold your own business trying to cause clashes 
Such a big ass ego, sheezy you’re drinking to many fake glasses! 
Pretending to be drunk now? Pants down bent our for your father? 
Ready for the hard dick to your asshole ready to feel that conquer 
Such a slut sheezy, sleazy takes them on the corner waiting for another dollar!
No wonder you take shots at other girls
Bitches like you never get holla’d at, break off the light
Brutally torture you, trying to find a way to stand and fight 
But in the flames you’ll never be numb
A face covered in dried up cum 
not even a proper grave, just humiliation of waves
wickedly a death I hear your screams as laughter, bask in this masterpiece. 

DAVID R KING GOT SHEEZY ON THE ROPES [5AM IN TORONTO]

LSXNBEEFS