Welcome to the fourteenth installment of “Quick Diss”! We got two Redditor- I mean cryptic criminals today! It's the agent of chaos and terrible memes, The Joker! Trapping against our favorite depressed puppet master, The Jigsaw Killer!

Lyrics:
The Joker:
I like making plots up, a-lot of cut offs for my scars huh?
Non-emotional, but somewhere in that genre 
Yet I couldn't bare acting your beartrap's a "caught-on"
I conned watchers across the pond-ah!
Your backstories torment. An abortion broke er'? Aww.
With that age gap, here's my quorral Jooohn.
While she was in-doors within her mom
Would you still endorse poking her with your ONLY knob?
It's just gross and all, but that's me (that's me)
Batsy called man's a fiend (and that's me)
Beat your ass while laughing (that's me)
You're a filler sham, and like you built your traps the only blueprints is this man's feet
Cold and deceased, you're a sickened sham, about as cancerous as Giddy's Krammed passing.

The Jigsaw Killer:
You're bitter, pulling triggers claiming it's a bigger picture
But really, you just project your inner sinner
Your feelings aren't consistent with your filler
I merely give people a wish, well;
You did a social experiment, but that ship sailed
Then your heart sank like a wish well
When you flipped coins but couldn't get them to ship sales
A promise that, killing the inmates 
Would, cost them, nothing as it's in vain
To cross them, as they made their choices
But you bombed it, putting a pin in your point, bitch
Dressed as a cop to press on your plot, but… that's meant as rhetorical 
Your abhorrence shows 'cus when I look like a pig it's not meta bro, it's metaphorical (phorical)
Fuck you and everything that you've built up
Even my worst trap was less bait than this "villian"
I'd threaten to kill him, but what purpose does that serve?
Contort his ass backwards for being ass backwards!
I don't care, so I'll chalk it up as first impressions, huh?
But why all the impressive talk when you're the skeptic runt people seem to do the worst impressions of? With your messy mug.

The Joker:
Here….we….go. John won't get off his high horse! Using your car's horsepower on the highway
You saddled up on the right course, but he survived and made a right game.
Why, so, serious?! Acting delirious, rambling like a COD lobby
With his shitty mic and superiority you might start a round of zombies! (zombies!)
It's just a game and time for calming, gotta knock off chopping up, Johnny!
Don't pull up upon me, pulling some ponzes, for the jump-screens, like "HEEERE'S JOHNNY!!!"
Do that and you'll get the axe, not to knock on wood, but if I caught you lacking
You'll get the axe, and I'm into slashing, watch as a hack gets hacked in! For acting dramatic! Laughs Maniacally (comment about this tee-hee!!!!l)

The Jigsaw Killer:
With all that makeup I expected some pen-game now
But the only person you sent for making up with is your penny-pal
Imma check Heath Ledger's crown, your role wasn't one to die for
You're a fucking eyesore, all the Facebook memes they roll their eyes for
I suppose you'd like more, cus it represents you
Cryptic and imbedded in issues, it's in bed with your misuse 
Of influence… I'm sick of this
I'm dying of cancer and thought those quips were abysmal, egh.
Game Over, Joker, I call goldfish, the way I flushed you out
You stood in your tiny bubble and SUNK, you fucking clown…

-CAST-
The Jigsaw Killer: JaCoN (first time donut bully)
The Joker: Quizzique

-PRODUCTION-
Thumbnail by: CannibalWorms (rare)
Written by: JaCoN
Beat: https://youtu.be/VkNbsOO9i7I
Beat Produced by: KaalaH and jort
Mixed by: jort

The Joker vs The Jigsaw Killer - (Quick Diss) #14

The battle of the sinister house cleansing games!

VinnyO as Phasmophobia
https://www.youtube.com/@VinnyO
MidgeCat as Powerwash Simulator
https://www.youtube.com/@MidgeCat

Quizzique as Player 1
RaccoonBro as Player 2
garbageGothic as Player 3

Written by Quizzique

Mixed by Special Inquisitor Rayyan

Beat by Dansonn

Thumbnail TBD

Lyrics:
Phasmophobia (0:14):
Player 1: I’ve got fingerprints in the garage, must be where the spectre’s been
Player 2: It can’t be a poltergeist, this place is obsessively clean
Player 3: I found the bone, he’s been dead a LONG time, I’ll photo it later
Phasmophobia: Based on that, this must be the ghost of Powerwash Simulator

You couldn’t do what I do, you couldn’t even try, dude
Unearthing the truth you can call it Mauka Aitu
Exercised with demons, spitting quicker than a Raiju
You drench locations, quite enjoyable for Psytube

My game’s built to stress you out
One bad hunt and it’s all over
Your game’s made for spacing out
Makes sense your first job is a Mars rover

Speaking of, those jobs are uncomfortably lame
With as much consistency as your company name
To think you have fame, you’re living in Fantasies
Your stardom’s a snapshot, even the phantom sees

Your fandom’s just a spirit, and I bet you couldn’t fight one
Despite your HQ, I can see you’re not a Bright one
You’re just cash for your producer’s grab
Workshop that in a FuturLab

Powerwash Simulator (0:59):
I don’t get it, I’m supposed to be scared? Your game hasn’t been scary in years
I played it once, I bullied a ghost using smudge sticks, it had me in tears
But there is one fear, I have seen all of those ghost altercations
Yet the only thing that scares me is your Discord’s moderation

Let’s turn up the jets, the job that’s up next is your atmosphere because I can’t see a thing
In your lobby, when there’s a spectre, who would elect to this gang of misfits, nobody shall ring
It’s just a hobby, you get paid pennies to risk your life plenty of times for some strangers
Your rep is soggy, unlike my cleanup, it’s spotless! You just can’t live up to the dangers

I see no positives in your services, your system’s coarse by design
You don’t even get rid of the ghost for the host, yet you leave a few corpses behind
Your system has declined, too, because what defined you was “simple to play”
“Cheesy scares for days” yet every update has undermined you 
Triple the content yet half the enjoyment, that’s what resigned you

I’m the embodiment of r/oddlysatisfying
It takes patience and time, but the result is quite gratifying
Cleaning disastrous aftermath’s a cakewalk to the contracts you’re ratifying
The slightest of flickering lights would leave your scared ass panic hiding

Phasmophobia (1:58):
For someone that cleans after fires, I thought you would have spit some flames
Yet look at my thermometer, you’re colder than a ghost’s domain 
Your job’s not done yet because it seems your target’s not acquired
The only way you’d pull a win financially’s with Market pliers

Powerwash Simulator (2:13):
That’s your best comeback? Makes sense it’s lackluster
Don’t update the game if that’s all you can muster
You got the roast wrong, and that’s the end of the case, so
For you to spit some heat we’ll toss you into our volcano

You’re Power-washed up, and your fight was pathetic
Your corpse has ragdolled, but that’s purely cosmetic
I’ve removed this stain and it’s somewhat poetic
That your motion is over, that’s the end of Kinetic

Phasmophobia Vs PowerWash Simulator | QUIZZICAL QUARRELS #3 (feat. VinnyO and MidgeCat)

Welcome to the fifteenth installment of “Quick Diss”! We got two… apparently the only connection is that they're alcoholics… today! It's the horse from Horsin' Around, BoJack Horseman! Standing-up against the monster from Moralton, Clay Puppington!

Lyrics:
BoJack Horseman:
Wait a minute, this isn't the bar? It's an introduction!
Get it? 'Cus it's true. Guess I'll fire this puppet
I'd tell you to stuff it but you're clay, Puppington
Consider rehab to clean up your shit… Clay Puppington 
Huh, I'm on my punny shit, get a shot glass and belt it!
Use it as fuel to get your son's ass and belt it
Or maybe don't, 'cus your self "image" can't sell it
While I get rich off my own portraits for shelvin'

Clay Puppington:
Orel! Why's there a horse person on my lawn, shoo!
That's not possible, that's not something that God's do
I'm lost; truthfully, I'd need a cross before I cross you!
Uh…wait, I think it's a guy in a costume…
Huh, crude. That you drink up a whooole bottle
When animals don't have souls to go full throttle
On benders, just swallowing their own problems 
You run out of hay? Then say bye to your close trauma
Ya see Horseman, I'm not mad, I'm just disappointed
With one appointment prison could've been avoided
But no, you boinked it. Remember the lost commandment!
"Thou shalt take accountability for all their damage"

BoJack Horseman:
What are YOU doing here? Oh shit, it's a rap battle
Thaaat's why your pants stood on after that babble
And I got baggage? Please, your pansy knees can't hold your baggy jeans
A different kinda praying the way Danielle Shaped your family.
Twice you'd get on your knees for a blonde turd
Now you and Shapey can bond over "our Father"
THAT'S Orel, I should be posting this
Your wife don't need coaching for you not to be her one and only
BIIITCH, you're a gross fruit, and Honey Dew is gross so;
Ask Blob, "honey, do you love me?" She don't though.
Go loathe in your study, associate punchin' with lovey-dovey
My dad was also an ass but we're related to them buddy!
Go suck a dick dumb-shit! *Bronx Cheer*
Take THAT dribble on the chin like your one kid.
He settled with Bloberta after she conned him
Didn't take a star to burn out your "lovin". (Haah.)

Clay Puppington:
Stinkin' dead end battle. I mean, why the long face?   
Cus you tried to ship yourself with a teenager one day?
But hey! With all that fornicating it's a habit!
Guess you can say horses are just… nature's rabbits.
Let's take the bandage off your pathetic past
No amount of alcohol is disinfecting that!
So I'll swig it, ahh, that's refreshing man
Diane ditched em! Can't cat-call to get her back
Ask Carolyn why'd she quit working on you
Didn't ask when Sarah Lynn quit twerking on you!
BoJacks heroine overdoses on his heroin!
Couldn't thread the needle; and now she's dead as sin!
You're a stupid piece of shit…choked like your chick
Blew your load. But, Herb wasn't minding it    
You pathetic bastard, look at ya. Set up to a joke
A horse walks into a bar and makes amends, nope, he croaks
Holly-Hawk couldn't watch her brother proudly
Trying the easy way out via smother, drowning
Being BoJack IS nature, your mom's hilarious 
Take the fucking shortcut. Secretariat a-bridged.

BoJack Horseman:
Sometimes I feel like I was born with a leak.
And I still got better flow than this tortured poor thing
Killed your own mother with a bottle of ketchup 
Then dad bottles his emotions in hopes you would fess up
But you didn't, so you burrow
Shot your kid and didn't even get a churro
So curdle in your mommy kinks, stuck in your person
I could egg you on but, you're not even worth it.

-CAST-
BoJack Horseman: Arkham
Clay Puppington: Grey Julius

-PRODUCTION-
Thumbnail by: JaCoN
Written by: JaCoN
Beat: http://www.shadowville.com/audio//Shadowville.com%20-%20Suffocate.mp3
Beat Produced by: 2Deep, Patrick Carney, and Dee
Mixed by: Danii


BoJack Horseman vs Clay Puppington - (Quick Diss) #15

Light Yagami (Death Note) VS Goro Akechi (Persona 5)

writing: me
voicework: me
good mixing: special inquisitor rayyan
beat: dansonn

Light Yagami

This wouldn’t be the first time I’ve outwitted a detective.
Leave the Holmes work to Naoto, you’re more fit to the kids on your Reddit.
You should’ve known luck wasn’t on your side when you saw that black cat.
Call this your interrogation, I’m recounting your horrible life in a flashback.

Honestly laughable, fawned over nationally, star of Japan but a pawn of a radical.
Father’s not affable, saw you and tactfully brought you a chance to bring cognitive collateral,
Promising that adult total and mad control, fought with the Phantom’s and shot Haru’s dad a hole,
Got a whole palace full, cops went and locked up your conned confidant, but you’re caught by an animal?

(Embarrassing) I’m the real hero of justice! You’re a shadow shrivelling in shame!
(Prepare for this) You need to traverse a dungeon! I need only their name!
I tried to write your boyfriend’s, but his lack of one made things hard.
I won’t write Joker, but Joke instead so… do you feel a “change of heart”?

Goro Akechi

Actually, yes. It sank when it heard your verse. With your tricks, I thought you’d be versed with a curse.
Course, I counter such foul words, bow down to the detective crown of the Metaverse.
But a defective clown has no purpose, a worthless vermin like Shido has saw him,
It’s an omen when you furnish a pen ‘gainst a vengeful guard, so alert it’s alarming!

Don’t leave a calling card at the scene, I sneak in discretely going unseen.
You're feeble, falling apart at the seams when you’re beaten by some boring police.
Wanna kill criminals? Let the Black Mask blast this weakling fast.
Besides, I’m sure you’re used to taking this L and shoving it deep in your ass.

Light Yagami

To cleanse the world, I kill those who defile it! I muster justice without getting violent!
Stopping you dead in your tracks with a write-up, twice now you’ve fallen to look-alike firing!
Higher and higher I go, I am god! I’m blessed with the power to kill like no other can.
Funny, how mother can’t bother to suffer another year with you, now still, you’re in Wonderland!

You wanna talk trash, Akechi? What about your whole task, Akechi? Damn plan was messy!
From the get-go, knowing you’re the mole was bozo info. From Rank fucking 1 you were mad sketchy!
Hey, if it’s any consolation, a criminal being deduced with pancakes is a first for me.
But at least it wasn’t as disappointing as the turnout of your 25th Anniversary.

Goro Akechi

Hah. You really think that I’d let you survive?
What good is a heart attack when I’m hacking at your mind?
You think you’re untouchable, huh? Well, let’s test your pride
When I mentally shut it down, it’ll be your Last Surprise! (Persona!)

I was redeemed while you’re under six feet! To Bless, I am weak, but no blessings I see from you
Playing hide and seek right in plain sight, your dreams only paint lies, deceiving their frame of mind painfully!
Does your demise seem familiar? Why don’t you tell me how much it hurts
When your guts go All-Out in this massacre, and a breaking of faith in the mass occurs!

With that, the job is done. There’s simply no need to doxx.
With how Netflix did you, it makes sense that Light Turned us all off.
A Shinigami? Well, it’s the second time a trickster leaves god erased.
Along with your legacy, I’m throwing my glove down into your grave.

Light Yagami VS Goro Akechi - Rap Battle

Welcome to the sixteenth installment of “Quick Diss”! We got two… again with the alcoholics I swear to fucking god…it's the character I officially use too much, Eric Duckman! Getting on the case of Mike Tyson's favorite animal, Pigeon! (Or more specifically, Richard!)

Lyrics:
Duckman:
What the hell you starin' at?! With 340 degrees of lookie
A spoof of Scooby with all the Dooby
Tryna get yourself baked! Literally and not
All those attempted suicides, still can't get off the pot! (Hah!)
Like damn, rather lock up this bastard later
Why fight a PRIVATE Dick when you're a public masturbator?
God turned ya to a pigeon for bein' a massive failure
Lying about your riches to get with Sandra's paper!

Pigeon:
Eh, I get it, like sand paper; you fuckin' nerd.
Hey, is it all that racist to flip YOU the bird?
Stupid jerk (heh.) I'm really good at this
Why are your eyes detachable?! That's the stupidest
Like who is this? Who watches fucking Duckman?
Who gets home from work and says "hey let's watch Duckman"
Nobody, that's who, wait, what am I doing? Right, riiight
Uhh, I think your fuckin' wife died.

Duckman:
No shit Sherlock! And I get I'm the detective
Yet a birdwatch can't help me find your erection
Whether it's your junk, or all the crimes that you penance
Couldn't stand up to your wife or the Yung one's you abandoned!
So screw you, like that one hooker did
Oh boo-hoo, you were just a crooked kid!
Who'll give a look or shit, just let it consume you
All pissed off 'cause dad let a cougar abuse you
Twit got ate quick, a deer in the headlights.
He can't evade it, especially if it's his sex drive!
A spineless, gutless, bodiless pest swine!
Guess it makes sense you got it on with a fleshlight!

Pigeon:
Ay, what the fuck? How did you know all that personal trauma?
I thought what you caught on with Sandra;
Was awfully odd but, do I get off on you attacking me?
Know I'm a pigeon but you're a rat with wings!

Duckman:
I'm not sure how I'm lectured on your dummy violence…
All that pressure really does make Lucky Diamonds!
Or cans at least, all your fans have ceased like it
How's a show canned at 4 seasons with TYSON?
Musta went through the ringer! Like "voice actors" should
You still stomped on his legacy. THAT'S athlete's foot!
Rich was fat at first impressions; as fat as your depression!
His past has come to wreck him, how balloon-men get pricked!

Pigeon:
Ya see, I was gonna beat off while you were T-ing off.
Buut, I found your Wikipedia…
Seems that uhh, you killed your own dad?
Damn, that sucks man….Duckman.
Heh, shoulda used those head-shots on your wife bro
She was forced to give life to kids like those?
Two heads and a tubby dummy light post 
Ehh, if only he was as bright! No…
That's terrible, like you are at your fuckin' gig
How are you worse at being a pig…than a pig.
I sort've get it… he was aware your gal was livin'
Corny ending, all of your fans musta been livid!
That's funny, too bad your show wasn't
On your cringe high horse, then you battled it or somethin'
Your fam is saddened and caused thy to plummet!
Eh…Still not as tragic as Light as Duckman!

-CAST-
Eric Duckman: RaccoonBroVA
Pigeon: CP

-PRODUCTION-
Thumbnail by: JaCoN
Written by: JaCoN
Beat: https://cdn.airbit.com/tagged/1585240014-73113-roots-by-insanebeatz-beat.mp3
Beat Produced by: InsaneBeatz
Mixed by: jort

Eric Duckman vs Pigeon - (Quick Diss) #16

The demo track I recorded for Rick Sanchez vs GLaDOS.
Dated January 2023

Rick Sanchez vs GLaDOS - Eddie's Demo

Ben Drowned (Misc) VS Faceless Ayato (Misc)

ok trust bro i didnt even realize faceless ayato was a shameless copy of bendrowned until like three quarters through recording give me some mercy please 😭😭

writing: me
voicework: me
poor mixing: me
beat: epil3psy

Ben Drowned (0:18)

Pop from a cartridge into a dead game.
Land like a port ship, boarding your island state.
You’ll get scarred quick, targeting your headspace.
When I face off a swordsman, losing ain’t up for debate.

Listen close, little is known about this Ayato,
Except those fictional stories that scare thirteen-year-olds,
You’ve got no face ‘cause you’re stealing the basis of my legend,
That’s why I’m carrying you to a greater Ascension.

What’s lamer than Genshin? A change worth a quarter.
A terrible fate that you’re not saved; It’s YOURTURN.
I’d let this dork burn, but you’re quite the empty entity
Looking at your lore, it seems like you’re taking this L-egy.

Faceless Ayato (0:46)

*Sigh* How pervasive.
A mild virus wasted on childlike abrasiveness.
Quite alike how we’re chasing the player
But looking at you makes me glad that I’m faceless.

Haunted a modded ROM, then locked at the bottom of
Grandpa’s dusty old garage, that’s a terrible setup,
No cult classic, a kid outclassed by cult tactics,
Trapped in, forever outdated like your graphics.

I’m not a copy, just a better version of your tired trope.
What, being in a videogame ain’t what you might’ve hoped?
You jump through cables but couldn’t possess a microphone.
Let me give you a new reason to be a hydrophobe.

Ben Drowned (1:15)

You shouldn’t have done that, (STOP) 
But let’s have some fun, yeah? (PLAYING)
‘Least when I take up storage, (DROPPED)
It ain’t for some dumb app! (FRAMES)

Your time runs short when you’re coming from TikTok!
Trust, ‘cause I know a thing or two about quick clocks!
Tell me, there might be a need for a Mask mandate,
You came from the dark web, is that why you do blackface?

Faceless Ayato (1:34)

Re-generated lines? I’m not flamed by this AI.
Keep in mind, his brain stays confined in a save file.
In the Mind’s Eye, there’s no damage done in a hiatus,
But in Entertainment, you’ll remain nameless.

A fad from an age that’s long been past due.
Step off the podium, I stand atop this statue.
That’s you, putting on a mask for a better cause,
Not Covid, but for your pretend façade of a CleverBot.

Ben Drowned (1:53)

Wait up, something was lost in translation. 
How do you have lines when you’ve got nothing to say ‘em with?
‘Cause you stalk a bar-tender, but couldn’t get a tail end,
So let me make it known to the world how your tale ends!

Bled out to a friend gouging your head out,
Then found, spread ‘round the net but there’s been doubt,
BEN DROWNED sends thousands down to hell town,
Refreshed browser will turn a mess ‘cause - you’re next now.

Faceless Ayato (2:11)

Here’s TheTruth.rtf, you’ll drop into the sea when I release you.
Too bad you no longer have a .net to retrieve you.
And the next time you employ 4chan and occult kids,
Make sure they’re smart enough to follow instructions.

You failed to be an ARG but that’s hardly a mystery,
Ben is more malevolent, and his story is history.
The Moon Children wouldn’t listen when I had declined them,
So they choked on my flow, like you will. Goodbye then (Goodbye Ben).

Ben Drowned VS Faceless Ayato - Rap Battles of Whatever

Written by: CreeperPasta 
Beat produced by: Rajaste
Mixed by: CreeperPasta
Thumbnail by: LimJJ
Flowtest by: Theme Park Avenue
Mr Pickles: Dr.Dee
Binky: Kamren
Presentator: Quizzique 
Arthur: CreeperPasta
Arthur's Dad: JustGamer
Francine: CreeperPasta
Muffy: DerpiesGamingBlast


Presentator: 
You Gotta Be Kidding Me: A game for kids and grown ups. What's the problem, Arthur?

Arthur: 
Binky is still fucking my mother, and ever since he came to my house, DW has been missing. What should I do?

Arthur's Dad: 
Here's a tip, Arthur. Get me out of here.

Francine: 
It's ok, Binky is fucking my mother too. You'll get used to it.

Muffy: 
You should mind your business. You'll live longer that way.

Binky: 
Nobody said you couldn't join us, Arthur.

Mr Pickles: 
I know exactly how to deal with your mother, Arthur.

First made her giggle no tickle (uh)
Then made her tickle my pickle (uh)
Killing them all like a sicko (uh)
Make holes in your mind with no prickles (uh)
Do you wanna fight? You're bark and no bite
Don't fuck around with Mr Pickles (uh)
If these bitches bite, oh yes, these bitches bite
Like Tommy, I react with giggles, uh
I'm a different beast from a different breed. I love the taste of minced meat (ruff!)
You're P-BS for an ARG, and as shitpost, you just piss me off
At least I'm loyal to my human. You see your friends as your enemies
You need discipline, so serve me or I serve you to my pet Steve.

Binky:
I took a bath with Arthur's mom, but you're the one who's washed up
Lesser Lassie's trapped in a well. Let's see you get out with more trash talk.
A beast, a threat? To whom, may I ask? It's time you face the facts
You died soulless, and Sheriff replaced you in time as Grandpa gave you the ax 
No more secrets, Mr Pickles. You don't scare me in the least
You may lay down deep on your lair, but you can't hide from this beast
I solve problems. I help people. I seek to achieve perfection
You're a vermin, son of a witch. I hope you like vivisections

Mr Pickles:
Trash talk? I speak the language that makes my bidding get done
From now on, anyone who repeats your verses is speaking in a dead tongue 
So don't threaten me with a good time. Now it's time to say goodbye 
As I rip your limbs, break your ribs and I eat your flesh under the moonlight 

Binky:
Try that on me, your balls come off. Keep this horny beast locked up.
Animals, corpses, your verses, your series. All of those things, you fucked up.
Another problem solved, you knew how this ended deep down.
But cheer up, Mr Pickles. Your corpse will look nice in my treehouse.

Mr Pickles vs Binky (You Gotta Be Kidding Me) - Rap Off

Welcome to the seventeenth installment of “Quick Diss”! We got two antisocial psychopaths (they're just like me fr!!) it's the hitman i'd definitely hit on, Anton Chigurh! Looking NOT to choke against a monster with no name… but imma say his name anyways! Johan Liebert!

Lyrics:
Anton Chigurh:
What's the most you ever lost in a coin toss? Cus your mom lost her son to a toss up.
Traded you off for your sister and tossed you aside for her cause bud.
Caught cosplaying "dear Ana", flipping from heads to tails to get your way
But then lost your head chasing your sister's tail, and in the hospice you stayed.
When Tenma raised you from the grave, he flipped your world on its head
Became obsessed over his metrics, I'm not talking coins when you lost your sense
So polished for someone so counterfeit, all the shine but none of the value then
I heard your sister knew that when your noggin got skewered in 
A bad hand you were dealt but her hand held the trigger to do it friendo, yet, I won't shoot and miss.

Johan Liebert:
Tell me, what do you think is the ultimate fear? Being a tool to be thrown or a fool only known from one film of note?
You couldn't goad me in your scope when it's so minimal
The scope of my plans makes yours pitiful, can't kill a man blow for blow but that's typical
Another hitman being miserable, do you reminisce at all? Of how you missed loves interval?
No one's hitting on this interloper, ironic. It's like you're the world's only man!
It seems you're entranced by fate, allow me to point with my hand and coin up your path
Can't make sense of cents in your laymon trash
Suppress your guns like the pain of your makeshift cast
To tempt me is to mess with fates end
Best leave with your life, or crash once again.

Anton Chigurh:
All right, you claim to be fate, despite being worshiped as alt right
You are not sly, they claim to have your faith committing false crimes.
A monster without a name? Consuming people in its wake
But all I see is a spoiled prince who's conning sheeps all in his way.
Tricked a blind man into seeing you, taught some small kids to be alike inside.
But if they saw you here, they'd see a child's perfect suicide.
Spent your entire life eluded by your mother
But for a price I would've found and shot her like any other bumbling bluffer.
"You don't have to do this" is what she'd utter when I gun her.
You'll die for wasting my time, but I might let Ava go. It's the best I can do for my trouble.

Johan Liebert: 
How hypocritical to offer me a deal with no chance of survival 
You must not believe in your own spiel to cap me, entitled. 
So quick to for-go your ideals when attacking his wife's home
Check your own boots for the licks you get when taking your rivals
You're not your father's disciple, he might've had high hopes
That his son wouldn't become a psycho, you know who you are and don't try to right woes.
I wouldn't hire you for work because you're quite slow with a look that isn't discrete
Your boss made the right choice with those cartel fiends.
You wouldn't last a day in my youth, you lived a kinder life while I was stuck in Kinderheim 
Would've been another kid to die while I tip them my piece of mind!
You're nothing more than a swine, see why they call me a monster with my eyes
This time Anton, you won't survive another accident when you're on the brink.
I'm done with this, muddled your philosophy, now…. how about a drink?

-CAST-
Anton Chigurh: MetalFireVa
Johan Liebert: Toni Rigatoni

-PRODUCTION-
Thumbnail by: JaCoN
Written by: JaCoN, and s8n/N o
Beat: https://youtu.be/rPt7WNjwXTM
Beat Produced by: Dansonn
Mixed by: jort

Anton Chigurh vs Johan Liebert - (Quick Diss) #17

Broke Boi (prod .fin9k)

shitonmymind.m4a (OLD)

We gon' let the band deal wit dis

https://youtube.com/@quickdissa?si=vM7pQZB9aU7VzA8n

Anton Chigurh vs Johan Liebert - (Quick Diss) #17

JaCoN (Quick Diss)