The Last Diss to Wallstreet and last rap

you f**king with pmp well the jokes on you.
all that sh*t you talk in you rap none of it's true.
i'm the exacuationer and it's time for your exacution
you  are the problem and i'm the solution.
going aginst me will leave you with brain damage,
you don't want beef bitches ya stomach can't handel it.
you  probaley think jaymillz is the greatest.
so that more of a reason for me to beleave that you all pure fakeness.
your ryhmes scheme is terriable completly unbaerable
don't ever think your flow will ever be on the stereo.
why did you come here? why put us throuugh this?
every body that read this knows yall can't rap for sh*t.
you said yull rip well i ant see sh*t yet .
i'll rip you a new asshole like you said you f**king assholes.
how the hell was i the worst and you the one desidein who the hell you gonna pick on first<<lol cause i'll phicaliy amd lyricaly murck your ass like i did to other ppl in the past 
thought i was done but guess what i'm not.
so go head and talk about your glock send your bullets through email and lets see if i get shot.
punk ass motherf**kers talking about big gun big funds substituting crest from cum
man you \ are f**king dumb.
you have no talent at all sh*t stinks worst then a public bathroom stall
you  winning this battle ani't even a close call.
just to let you now i wrote this with a grin
cause i know that you know your rapping should be a sin.
why don't you be like jaymillz and go go shotay leave this site and never come back or you will be sorry
you  are pathatic you get no credit when i get done with you yu'll be screaming medic medic.
i'm hotter then hot sauce in 100 dergree weather you are light wieghts lighter then bird feathers.
you two may beleave you hot but in reality i can insuare you indeed you not. boys or girls you need to stop
cause my lyrics will hurt you when ever there dropped.
if i was from white boy land i would say fin but since i'm chillen in the U.S
i say the end checkmate game over i win.

 dont think i am done yet Motherf**kersWhat I tell you glavan you better man up/
acting like a baller but really just a chump.
Hatin on someone just cause you couldn't black/
you wanna f*** wit me you better bring your game.
Sitting on the porch with my shotgun steady/
you wanted to act tough but * you ain't ready.
sh!t is getting thick, better hold your breath/
cause after me * there won't be nothing left.
You know what they say, heat melts the Ice/
and if thats true then son you got burned twice.
Its a nightmare with no chance to wake/
laying in your bed already starting to shake.
Family at your wake, hole 6 feet deep/
Nightmares so bad lavane died in his sleep.
 glavan it Gets worse though, I have ahold of your soul/
try to stop me b!CTH cause i'm unstoppable.
Don't respond back, there's nothing to be done/
You just got burned son by the pmp4lfjmike number 1

O YEA GLAVAN YO WHITE BOY I DO RUN THE MOTHERf**kIN HIP HOP GAME AND YEA IPICK ON YOU FRIST COUSE YOU ARE THE WORST