Here’s a more aggressive, rap battle-style diss aimed at Jay-Z’s music with that raw, ghetto edge:

Yo, Jay, your flow so dry, it’s like you rhymin’ with no soul, Talkin’ ‘bout the throne, but you barely play the role.
You sound like a grandpa lost in a trap beat maze, I’m the nightmare in your dreams, bout to set your whole game ablaze.
Your bars weak like your chain, just flashin’ for the show, I’m the real kingpin, you just a puppet on a low.
Step up or step off, ‘cause I’m takin’ that crown, You ain’t built for this battle, I’m the king of this town!