Laundrymatproduction Diss Video

Excuse me... Pardon the interuption!
But i gotta send this out to the laundrymatproduction
Thats them boys from J-Ville, thank they runnin the south
But they softer than Charmin, only thing they run is they mouth
Cuz my off the dome spittin is better than your written
I'm the best in the game, son, dont be forgettin!
let's start this thang off right here, i'm brain stormin
i'll come at ya ass faster than bird mixed with norman
i rep blue like the hat that i'm sportin
i'll make ya bite the curb than stomp ya head like i'm Edward fuckin Norton
that's the dude from American History X
and i'ma give ya a history lesson you gone never forget
i'm a bad man, you better watch ya back man
i'll come at ya like a theif in the night, call me Batman
you think that you "Superman", shit... say for a minute your right
if that's the case, that's aight, cuz i can be that kryptonite!
Cuz i shoot first and then ask questions later
i'm ya daddy son, you can call me Darth Vader
I'm twice the MC as yall, but dont be scared
Call me "E" cuz i'm something like MC squared
I wish that yall would strike back, man cuz ya shit is wack
when i heard it i laughed so hard i thought i had a heart attack
You can try to battle back and get a war started
But in the end i'll be saying a prayer for the Dearly Departed
that's you... i'll have you laying in that black suit
white shirt, back of the hearse not knowin what ya life worth
I aint lyin, i wouldnt mess with them bad boys from Bryan
just replying cuz have you crying and dyin just for tryin
This is the Godfather, and i control this underground
Got all of B-Town buzzin like some bees sippin Crown
While the Laundrymatproduction be messin with them dirty clothes
Me i mess with bad hoes and i aint lying, everybody knows!
This aint a diss yall, this is just a fair warning
mess with me and i'll have ya mama weeping and mourning
the death of her child cuz i kilt his ass lyrically
mentally, physically and even fuckin spiritially
Come at me son, I got a chip on my shoulda
It's over, son i'm Irish so I got the luck of a clover
so go on with ya bad self, i aint playin with all of yall
Gimme that mic back.. yall better stick with baseball!