JasonJones

Exzes

Jason Jones or Jenny Jones? You both just chat $$$$,
Acting like a chat show $$$$$, all up in my business,
But this ain't Springer, so feel honored I blessed you with a reply,
That chat you did was for Defcon, don't bring that $$$$ to me, you can't deny,
It's filled with 'Def' this, 'Def' that, you spoke my name once, and even that was whack,
Personals are my forte, but you ain't scaring me like Friday the 13th,
You couldn't come subliminal even if I glued your teeth to a dictionary,
You could try and claim a win, but against me, that'd be like purgatory,
Nothing derogatory from a cross dressing ho like you can cause me harm,
I'm far from Zed Bias, but non-compliance to my chat will make you 'Ring The Alarm',
You probably live on a farm, rearing goats, cow and sheep,
The kinda guy that sees roadkill and bows to his knees and just weep,
Another dead 'cat' on the road, I ran him over like he was a polythene bag,
The only time you can come close to 'smoking' me is,
If I changed my name to 'B&H', you $$$,
Breathe in, inhale, take a drag, and sit back and relax,
Cause you got so many problems, if you were an SLK you'd get denied for MOT and tax,
I could sit back and spit facts, expose you for all your worth,
But why should I waste longer than needs be, when it's evident you ain't even 'worth' the 'earth',
Your grave is wasted landspace, we might as well bury you with BSE ridden cattle,
Have you wishing you contracted HIV before entering this ILL battle.

“	My lines are tighter than ya belt, the result: def getting clowned I'd love to hand this kid his ass, but I can't lift 600 pounds Being 300 pounds heavier than me, ain't no substitute for class Sew up ya rectum with this thread, to stop ya talking out ya ass Not just the fact ya wack, this kids also unhealthily fat He wore a Malcolm X t-shirt, a chopper landed on his back Kid, I know why ya ducked me, Ya just a lyrical quack My battle raps are like ya pants, They're cutting no slack in lowercase I'm CAPPING ya wack raps, snapping you outta fantasia By the time I'm thru wit you, you'll be seeking Euthansia This gay gets no play from hoares, his image is vile If I had a face like yours, I'd teach my ass to smile That's why Exzes a closet tranny, in private wears a tutu Ya know it's true, so don't skirt around the issue No illusions or confusions cos the conclusion is fore gone Def and dope in the same sentence, is the epitomy of oxy-moron Take Defcon down wit prose and expose the intellect of this clown If ya think ya good def then I advise ya to stop injecting brown Turn my verse into a ball, and toss it to this clown Grasped wit both hands, like Smores $$$$ as he caught a beat down You don't belong with class, so get the $$$$ out of this vicinty And don't even dare show ya face again, until ya lost ya virginity Armed with a potato gun and slingshot, ya rhyme like a pacifist Hand ya resignation as a mod in, cos it's clear ya diss-missed	”

Now, to verbally rip up your verse....Who is Defcon? Cause it sure ain't me, and you refer to him/her too much for you to be talking about anything but a person.

You obviously don't have the ability to 'kill me', if you say I'll be wishing for Euthanasia.

If you saying I'm 600 pounds, and you're 300 lighter, then that makes you 300 pounds? Damn man, that's nearly 22 stone, so unless you're 8 foot 6, then you need to lose some weight, or are you Burger King's MVP?

“	Def and dope in the same sentence, is the epitomy of oxy-moron	”

Def and dope mean the same thing, so either you don't know what def means, you don't know what def means, or as I said earlier, this chat was meant for Defcon. Either way, run along home and either spit original, or get educated.

“	Hand ya resignation as a mod in, cos it's clear ya diss-missed	”

Final nail in the coffin, which even more substantiates that you're chat ain't even original. I'm not a mod, so this comment couldn't be for me. Step off my ass kid.