Rembrandt "Diss" (Freestyle)

[Intro] Rembrandt, who the fuck are you? Are you trying to diss me? What the...who even are you? I haven't even heard of you before This stupid damn beef that you put me up to What the fuck...I don't even know I'm just about to own your career Nah...I'm just kidding This is just for fun Good luck...you are probably going to beat me Alright...'bout to go in [Verse] Is this motherfucka trying to diss me? There's about to be a killing, really I was gone, did you mothafuckas miss me? Nah...you didn't, but I'm still winnin' Your bars are weak, cars are bleak Your raps are corny, your bitch is horny For my dick, I win mothafucka Does it matter? You say, you slay, PYSCH I'll serve you on a platter, bad rapper I'll put your shitty crap raps down the crapper You fapper, your a raper of the paper of Music, you abuse it, you loser Your irrelevant, an inferior IQ You sound clueless when you say I lose I'll murder this beat like I'll murder you Accept the facts...nobody has every heard of you Mothafucka, mothafucka, yes you suck ya Have to namedrop my songs, what the fuck bruh? I've been rapping for a while, more than you Did I also mention that I'm important too? You think you are better than me? You must be senile son Well...fuck this shit I fucking suck at freestyling Emp