Ainnoot - Jhadiel disss v3
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Jhadiel, you probably smell
I walked into your room and couldn’t tell if there were dead bodies hit by comets
Couldn't stomach
But still went about my business then witnessed dirty underwear near the kitchen
Its giving dookie smells
I wouldn't go near it just leave it
He thinks dis a hotel
Oh you do believe me go see he leaves feces and species
Get the squeegee
Therеs peepee underneath the shеlves
Is he really not feeding
Bella or Amy I think he's keeping treats for himself
Somebody stop him or drop him
He’s clogging the toilet
He’s blocking my breathing
He's twelve, but I'm wheezing
My nose is exploding
The scent isn’t easy
The stench is conjoining
Toyin my senses
Get help or a medic
I'm getting a headache
He doesn't care if we're all dead if
He
Doesn't
Flushes his smudges
Disgusting
I mustn't
Say something in fear of offending
What’s the point of a Roomba
Your room looks like there
Was groups doing Zumba
Ain't spreading no rumors
He should be resuming clarinet practice
Maybe trying the TUBA
Or doing homework with tutors
But he doesn't
Just grabs the controller to lose at Splatoon 2 or Fortnite
The odor
Has invited flies over
I cannot stand it
Somebody spray something
To dampen his dumpings
I wonder if dinner consisted of
Nuggets or dumplings, the son of my sister
I think I'm a victim of the digestive system
If it was just
Flatulence
I wouldn't be so mad at him
But if I have to smell it
I'm gonna tell it
That's why i am attacking him
I walked into your room and couldn’t tell if there were dead bodies hit by comets
Couldn't stomach
But still went about my business then witnessed dirty underwear near the kitchen
Its giving dookie smells
I wouldn't go near it just leave it
He thinks dis a hotel
Oh you do believe me go see he leaves feces and species
Get the squeegee
Therеs peepee underneath the shеlves
Is he really not feeding
Bella or Amy I think he's keeping treats for himself
Somebody stop him or drop him
He’s clogging the toilet
He’s blocking my breathing
He's twelve, but I'm wheezing
My nose is exploding
The scent isn’t easy
The stench is conjoining
Toyin my senses
Get help or a medic
I'm getting a headache
He doesn't care if we're all dead if
He
Doesn't
Flushes his smudges
Disgusting
I mustn't
Say something in fear of offending
What’s the point of a Roomba
Your room looks like there
Was groups doing Zumba
Ain't spreading no rumors
He should be resuming clarinet practice
Maybe trying the TUBA
Or doing homework with tutors
But he doesn't
Just grabs the controller to lose at Splatoon 2 or Fortnite
The odor
Has invited flies over
I cannot stand it
Somebody spray something
To dampen his dumpings
I wonder if dinner consisted of
Nuggets or dumplings, the son of my sister
I think I'm a victim of the digestive system
If it was just
Flatulence
I wouldn't be so mad at him
But if I have to smell it
I'm gonna tell it
That's why i am attacking him
