*diedara walks on stage mic in hand*
Uh uh uh uh
Gaara of the of the sand
Dats what they call u?
I can dominate your whole village with just a c2
You ain't shit , and you'll never be
you ain't nun but a wanna be jinjhuriki
Ya rhymes are dryer than the sand in ya gourd
Bow down to diedara I am your lord
My bombs to your sand is like
A god to a man
Now sit & watch in the stands
Imma take over the Sand with just my left hand
Lil bytch
*Sasori snatches mic*
Look at you, with your art infernal
How many times do I have to tell you that it's eternal?
Your puny firecrackers are far inferior
Poison-tipped tail that'll kick your posterior
You couldn't even take out one kid with sand formations
My wooden puppets crushed an entire nation
I chose suicide, otherwise, I'd have my opponents schooled
You were fooled and Sasuke made you lose your cool
You can't stop the Scorpion when he gets in motion
Come around, and you'll die in another explosion