[Intro: Disciple]
Yeah yeah, Its your boy Disciple
Coming at you with my first diss on my diss-track
Yeah, let's start this

[Verse 1: Disciple]
Yo, Smasher Artist
More like smash your mum
More like smash your face in
When i'm done
You think you're big with your shitty raps
I'm going to rap your face with my fist
And drop you through the floor like Hiroshima

[Verse 2: Disciple]
I'm going to DDoS you
Like the Battle of Waterloo
And you're french
Because I'm Rocco's Disciple and I'm fucking hench

[Verse 3: Disciple]
Unlike you, you little weak bitch
I'm going to bang you out and leave you in a ditch
Dead like my boy, Rocco in Azkaban
When I'm done with you
You would want to join the Taliban
[Verse 4: Disciple]
Yes, Yes
If you have a problem with me and my track
Then we should settle this in
Like Linkin Park
Where you think
I will lose, but no mate it's you

[Verse 5: Disciple]
I am going to spark you out
No doubt
To anyone
That I will win
And after, you should bend the knee
I'll call you "Bitch"
And you, you call me
"Fucking King"

Peace Out Guys