Mikasa's Diary

(Eminem) Not Alike parody to Levi number 2

3/26/19 Dear Diary,
I listened to a song and made a parody for fucking Levi twin. Here it is:

(Keep commenting on my son Sammy, I keep on telling motherfuckers, bitches who need Jean memories...)

You're gon' need a arsenal
'Cause this bar is over your head
So you better have arms if you're gonna pull up skrt
Oh, you run the streets, huh?
Now you wanna come and fuck with me, huh?
This immature grandpa, he must be feeling himself
He wants to keep up
His tough demeanor, so he does a feature
Decides to team up with Horse Face
But next time you don't gotta use Titans
If you wanna come at me with a sub-machine gun
And I'm talking to you but you already know who the fuck you are, Levi (#2)
I don't use sublims and sure as fuck don't sneak-diss
But keep commenting on my son Sammy
I keep on telling motherfuckers, bitches, in case you forgot
Really I need Jean memories, Jean like strawberry or pineapple, apricot jelly
I respond, rarely but this time Mommy
'Bout to sound off like a fucking cocked semi Glock
Demigod, let me put a silencer on this little non-threatening japanese fairy
Cornball taking shots at me
You're not ready, fool, break yourself like Commander Hanji's, Crew
Obviously, I'm not getting, through
We can get it poppin' like siblings are, letting off like an angry, Ma
Heavy artillery, gotta deal a harsh with a hard shell
Put a motherfucking heart in bigger than Bizarre Titans belly
Only time you'll ever say, I lost
You'll be talking 'bout my death, better call Eren
Just to try to get me off and you better hope I don't call Armin
Bitch, this shit don't fly in our city
Punk, you don't disrespect Humanities strongest Prodigy
Sold Eren my soul and I told him
The moment he saved me that I'll be the most strongest, dumb-hated soldier
There's no shame, it's okay to own it 'cause life is a bitch, she's a bow-legged hoe
But now days are over, I Armin Arlert you, a bathrobe hanging over
My code name is Drama, I role play with Mama
I fucked the whole world then I throw away the Trojan
Or Acker-at em with home-made explosives, I blow eighty holes in you
Don't make me go in, I ODM the flows and I'm insult to injury
Armin to Eren, I'm throat spray and deadly, I throated Kandari
They both hate to choke and my whole plate is chokin'
And I double-edge sworded 'cause one place
I poke and I stick and I turn and I rotating motion
Invisible with the pen, I'm at the pinnacle
Of sick individuals, take my strap on and put the tip in
At minimal, I'm fucking these syllables
I let them lick on my genitals
I'm a fucking invisible, indefensible, despicable difficult prick, a little bit unpredictable
I spit the formidable, that you're bitches are fucking with the original
I can say that me and Levi#1 are identical
But not us, the only thing we have in common is I'm a bitch and you suck
Otherwise one has nuttin' to do with the other
None comes close to
Skunk, bug, soldier
Tongue, shrub, shoulder
One month older
Sponge, mob, colder
Nun, rug, holster
Lug, nut, coaster
Lung, jug, roaster
Young Thug poster
Unplugged toaster
That's how much we have in common
That's how much we have in common
Up on this mic, when we're on it
That's how much we have in common
That's how much we have in common
That's how much we have in common
We are not alike, there's not alike us on the girl, fuck this shit, let's go
   ~Mikasa