diss the person above you

[mastermind]

as the topic diss the person above u
so diss me but ill b back lol

[Illadelphian]

think u a mastermind? my raps are lines that shatta ya spine//
blink n i blast the nine, on tracks i blind, untouchable rhymes//
reppin braveheart, u prolly aint even peep the flick g//
u dickridin nas, im scottish and ill beat you sickly//
the william wallace of this shit, dont play no games//
may be a rookie at this rap shit, but they call me james//(lebron)
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[...yOuNg jU...]

stop wit the gimmikz, only 'nines u have' belong on ur feet...(Jordans)
u thinkin u from 'the block' so imma 'leave ur brains on concrete'...
please dog, u not street, Scottland don't produce no rappers...
so keep yo trap shut, cuz i got 'AIM' like 'AOL' wen i reveal the clappers...

[CeeBee]

JUJU u must b KOOKOO, ya lil bitch ass FOOFOO
I punch so hard that if i miss u still gon die from the FLU
Watch and learn, realize u cant BEAT ME
Buy ya urn, cuz ya bout to find how hot the HEAT BE

[lyricalassassin]

nigga watch ur step cuz u just fell into my trap/
reverse take it baq cuz u bout toi get killed, thats dafact/
u claim to be an emcee but u cant toch me lyrically/
read my rhmes cant they take u out easily/

peace

[C.Streetz]

stop all da trash talk and take it ta da dump/we can take it ta stu on da mic or take it to da pump/i got shots for u chumps, keep a glock in da trunk/and da 4-5 under da seat just in case in run/but i gotta take it ta da gun, cuz i know u dont want it dat way/i took da main street ta da top u took da back way/i let da mac spray ta crib u took da back way/dat whats da facts say, what i gotta lie about/my flow got life like eddie and martin urs dyin out/Mofuckers.......

[Guttah Guttah]

this goes to everyone except c.streetz above me

if u look at my pocket and see the gun inprint/ur first reaction is to take michael johnson wind sprints/but i don't think u can out run a bullet, u aint a track star/and bet u aint neva hear the paramedics say ya chest here but ya backs far/slugs in ya head like dandruff flakes/cuz i gave u a close up snippet of the sound the cannon makes/i'm always on my job can't stand a break/i been readin ya'll niggas raps for a while good damn u fake/now all ya'll cats facin a challenge, so back down b4 blood b leakin in gallons/please don't make me get violent.....i'm wildin

[Skram]

iight...i aint gunna talk shit under-ya-nose,ill be loud bout my shit wit thunderous-blows/
come in the topic give niggas the 'chills' cuz when im present even in summer-it-snows/
and as for Lyrical Assassin? dawg ur crew wak as fuck record like ya number-of-posts! (1-0-7)
LA's done..ripped-him-to-fragments....
no need to diss BEE..posted 9 times and now hes missin-in-action.
JuJu....must be a new-dude,a noob-too/
ill leave u seein 'all black' like a fashion show for fu-bu!
nigga this a rap forum, i had enough-wit-readin-this-pop/
illas jus a fucked up offspring stuffed-wit-the-seamon-of-pac!
lil bitchs keep talkin imma spit a line an u soon 2 loose-a-ear-lobe/
dickridin ya homies on battles.....and u wounder why this niggas avatars a super-hero!

[MAK]

Skram, god damn
didn't ur momy tell u that it's bad to spam
u a newb with 10 post, so quit the fuckin' act
I'ma smack u so hard, turn u into a retard that can't react

[Illtacticts]

M stands for midget A stands for asshole K stands for kill em,for u illiterate fucks that spell out MAK and a Mack is wut i pull out when his brains start spillin/ya style like FUBU dats shits played out,you should be somebody boo boo and have him nut in ya mouf/my TACTICS is ILL and I don't really care what u niggas say yall bout,ain't NONE OF YOU NIGGAS TOUGH AND YA DEFINITALY NOT HOT/so fuck all yall niggas,get at me and when you,i bet you niggas won't leave happy

[Head-Psyche]

your flow sux, which contrasts ya name illtactics/
don't let yer head fill with gasses- cuz it explodes...dead, thats it/
my flow immerses you like you were in a lead basket/
this kid's prolly typin from school in his sped classes/

[Dub-T]

yo dawg, his flow may suck, but your flows broken,
I bet youd be a stutterin lil busta if that shit was spoken,
talkin bout heads fillin wit gas, exlpodin like that,
you aint gonna last in tha game if you cant even text rap,
people just read ya name, and know that your styles wack,
take your hands off the key board before you get bitch slapped

[Head-Psyche]

this is a game preformin my vicious fun display/
I can't flow in person? you wish it was the case/

t-dub, this retard, flee scrubbed, flee bitten wishful thinker knowin that he sucks/ says i have no flow, but flow is word he doesn't know when he's still takin in a hole as big as hockey pucks/ if you win anything it's prolly luck, obviously not cuz of skill don't think you got me stuck, you rap as well as a pathetic dislexic epilieptic nazi scrub

[Illtacticts]

on a scale of one to ten u a zero,usin words u prolly don't know the meanin of/hittin PSYCHE in his HEAD,now the boi face all covered in red,should have left his ryhmes where he keep his vibrater at under the bed/instead he typed some shyt literally,make me wanna walk up to him and kick him in the teeth/u like beef but prefer to stay out the kitchen,in ya raps i can tell dat u bitchin

[Head-Psyche]

wow, he used head and psyche, this kid thinks he has wit/ only brain he has is when he sucks his dad's dick/ if your gonna suck, at least make me laugh, that was a wack diss/ it's not my fault you bust flows as if your sack ripped..

[Dub-T]

wow dogg, sounds to me like you got some sexual frustration,
all you rap about is gays and suckin dick, please,change the station,
no one wants to hear about your personal life and nasty situations,
probably gettin off after you text with a lil mastabation,
people only spit about stuff in life that they can relate,
which leads me to the conclusion that ummm....head psyche's gay?
sorry, just had to say it, I couldnt refrain,
find a new subject to rap about besides gays, that shit is lame,
and its the same style as any other lil bitch trying to be a rappa,
illtactics, forget this beef, we riped this lil bastard

[Head-Psyche]

hmm.. you riped me or ripped me? or you don't know how to spell?/
ok, enough about gays, on to how you're stupid as hell/
you think your superior/ showin an exterior that proves inferior/ because you should fear-me-more than being an ignorant hip hop illiterate/ to us, the children of big and pac, you're sadly illegitimate/ forget rap God's you're the son of a village idiot/ in a bit i could prove your style is limited/ wordplay makes you think i'm winnin it, flow has you shaken worse then an epileptic kid.

[Illtacticts]

im really sick of ya dictionary readin ass,u need to quit,cuz in the end shit talkers get they body filled with gas/its no need to go and grab Mr.Webster,this the net,do u think usin those words is goin make you better/shidd somebody done told u wrong,throw u in a river with bricks tied to ya legs you'll be so gone/u must be the kid sufferin from epilepsy,got u shook like a kid shakin a pepsi/don't respond to this forum nomore,do us all a favor,and kill yaself ya lil whore

[[FS]Cheif]

yeah son do us all a favour, but ill, you the pepsi that lackin flavour/
i reply to this shit like jesus, im the lyrical savior/
i hate you so much, i go back in time and kill those that made ya/
then sit back watch all your birthdays disappear and all them presents they gave ya/
its hard dissin someone when you respect what they spittin/
but in this situation, im the big cat, you be the kitten/
i got shit so ill, diarrhoea is the only thing that im shittin/
try to feed this big dog and watch your hand get bitten/

[c.flux]

I smack this wacked kid cold like his smashed ripped flows/
you grab tactics, while im drastic and active wit my role/
go back in time and snatch some catchy acts that you lack/
to re-enact 'Cheif', the whole village would'nt been intact/
they'd be trapped with an actor tryina be a rapper/
in fact, they'll tax ya an' attack ya, turnin' into casper/
im tact, the only thing ya pack is still lack-luster/
while I track this fool and drop a lyrical bomb-cluster/

[Head-Psyche]

what's the truth about c. flux/ he sux/ he skeeves up like a puppy when he sees trucks and doesn't feel loved cuz there's no one to clean up/ insteada weed buds he drinks cups of pee, blood, and sea shrubs in three gulps cuz this 'street thug' needs bucks/ i'm bored with attench def disord/ i can't afford a ford, but since i scored enough score bars to clog up my pores, i'll snore through this board with my neck through a chord..

[lilbizzy]

i got my nines ready 2 blast
sorry but bye bye gonna miss ya ass
this will be the last no mo casket closed on my niggaz u knowed
u just too old so get out the game
u so damn lame rhymes spit like a dame
main thang is when ya wanna be a competer bring ya heater
cuz the world is so so cold

[C.Streetz]

Ur rhymes r too lame nucca...

U need 2 shut up cuz nuffin u say matter/
ur rhyme doesnt even make since its nuffin but chatter/
u dont belong on dis site I think u made a mistake/
and when god put u on dis earth i think he made u a fake/
a phony tryna be real talkin bout shootin nines/
ya flow is junkie i know u a fiend shootin lines/
give it up betta yet juss stop all together/
leave it up to me it'll make it all da betta/
ima tell u plain and simple dis is not ur sport/
get outta da lane dis my game dis is not ur court/
I dont know why i spent my precious time typing/
my hits is way harder when i spit so neva mind Tyson/......

HaHa :lol: 410 Murda Muzik Waddup Waddup

[Flame Spitta]

ya name streets but u couldn't survive on em if you tried//
talkin bout ya flow tight but bitch you lied//
i step to the plate to bat ya head//
one swing with the lyrics then i "bet" ya dead//
it's around christmas time so my glocks send you greetingz//
and i'll take u to da hood where the blocks give u beatings//
C.Streetz..i don't need no help nigga da way i beat-up-groups//
i spit in "flame" neva tammed when my heat..heat-up-soups//
i clean with burnin tools but i use Tide-as-well//
if u have no money i'll give u a free ride-to-hell//
test me? naw nigga thats a no no//
that look at me da wrong way cuz i kno u a ho-mo//
i got that fire weed..see when i planted it grows//
U couldnt spit tight lines if a Geni granted-you-flows//
dammit-these-hoes...talk shit but but i land with-dem-fo's//
if my car broke down then i'd just be stranded-and'blowed//
cause i fire this nigga the way i fire blunts//
he get ate alive like fish eat worms when it "time-for-lunch"//
don't reply you'll die again//
i got a pit with hot shit that'll "fry-ya-skin"//
tha pain adds on as you lie-like-kids//
u in "my" ocean so now u die-like-squids//

[Illtacticts]

flame spitta you ain't nothing but a character,pour water on ya ass cause i ain't neva heard of ya/
dig ya own hole cause im about to bury ya,talkin real scary but i ain't neva scared of ya/
ya flappin gums make me put the clip in the gun,cock back and you'll be as high as the sun/
ambulance stuck a fork in the kid cause he done,should'v had ya track shoes on so you could run/
im a problem and you niggas can't solve me,got guns so its hard you for to rob me/
gorrilas stomp a mudhole in ya ass like rodney,talk tough and i'll show you how ya jaw be/
seperated from the rest of ya body,forensics tryin figure what did it grenade or a shottie/
ILLTACTICTS and im not for play,FUCK YOU and i ain't got nothin else to say

[MC Rudazzi]

wats all dis bullshit, hearin bitches talkin bout street shit, i no most ya be fake shit! so check me out! cause im wat u wanna be bout! straight from da streets reppin my hood 2 da core, peeps sayin Rudazzi ur raw, yep i b like fvuk da law, cause of ghetto cops hate me sure. n if u bitches want beef, see u down da street n u get shot from da heat, n i could do it, but aint got 2, cause i got undercova cops dat will legally pop u, chop u, stop u, blood? mop u, now u missin, now evidence, cut up in da kitchen, served 2 ur moms for breakfast, drug money bort me a lexus, so check dis! neva rek dis, now ur minds infected, now fink...ok...reply but check dis. :2gunfire:

[Illtacticts]

how dare you take a bar from eminem and fuck it up,thought it would do you good but you really suck/
claimmin you from the hood,but step in the hood and you'll get burned to the core/
i kno you heard this beef shyt before,im reppin bmore we love to buck the 44/
niggas will show up at ya door throw you on floor,if you don't give em what they want they show what the streets for/
black pavement be ya bed, and the curb will be the pillow for ya head/
ambulance show up and you be pronounced dead,so nomore gangsta talk cause i kno where u live/
and ya momma become a victim,because of the of somebody else life you tried to live/
so remember where you stand at in this rap shyt,cause you'll soon be buried under horse shyt

[MC Rudazzi]

man fVk u! u talk bout bukin 44's/ shit u neva saw/ until i come runnin at ur door, my homies ra*pe ur mom on da floor, shoot ur dad in tha face, leave a trace, of brain on ur walls then ur telephone calls n its me laughin' ur face G. N who u fink ur are tryin 2 rap dis shit u call a lyric. Me? On da pavement? Cous i'll nik ur cash n fVk ur bitch for payment/ then leave her thong so u can claim it. Now ur bitch is in my hood, in enslavement.

[nod2flow]

TO RUDAZZI wassup dog... bring it...

Ok I "hope" "Rudazzi" is Ready-to-Get-Rushed./
I "spoke" now the "natzi's" dead,-He-gets-Punched./
Rudazzi is like my pants They Both Need a Shrink./
He must be russian cuz Rudazzi doesnt sound chink./
He's a rusty and old peace of shit like a brown sink./
He rambles and says he has your bitch in enslavement?/
I can handle this and put his head to the pavement./
Now Rudazzi will learn that my flows so hot they will burn./
Ill kick him in his stomache till its like a car Cuz it will turn./
he said "shoot your dad in the face" But I bet he couldn't face-this./
Your bitch is covered in freckles and braces./
My flows are like aids-is cause they contagious./
Rudazzi never forget im the bravest./
So next time you see me don't say-shit./
Cuz ever thing you say is gay-shit./
That is my only rule and you will obey-it./
betray-it? and you will get layed-quick/
Like the what USA did To Iraq./
Your raps are wack cuz you smoke, choke n toke that crack./
So go back him with your wack ass./

-NoD2FloW

[nod2flow]

Where it say *person of asian decent* thats suppose to be

(sound c.h.i.n.k.)

[dice]

damn nigga is wack^^

damn nigga step up against me and watch ya self get ripped,
ya ass shud quit, cuz like cheap henney you wouldn't get sipped//
b, please dont talk bout guns, the biggest uve seen is a 4-5,
on tv wit g-unit so u know it aint live//
nigga fuck a nine, i gots me a 10 milly,
i shud rob ya punk bitch ass, nigga whas the dealy?//
slap you silly, n watch ya vertabre pop,
burn a piece of paper, the only way ya rhymes would be hot//
i'll pop ya g'z cervix while given her dick ta mouth,
whas worse is that imma do it in front of ya grandma's house//
nigga you couldn't rape even yaself, if u were caught jackin off,
thas because its a proven fact you can't JACK SHIT THAS SOFT//

[dice]

damn my reply was supposed to be for Rudazzi my bad dawg, imma cook somethin else up tho

[MC Rudazzi]

TO DICE N NOD2FLOW;

now dice/ that aint nice/ u rymes whak/ u shoulda fort twice
u talkin bout a 10 milli, cous u talkin silly, drunk off henny
now homie wat IS the dealy? u say i get popped, dropped, stopped? boi u get mocked, neva rocked n u a pussy when i put a ruger in ur face cocked, then pop ur block out ya top.
Nod2flow, u used li' ho, wiv ur mouth on da go, cous ur 2 slow!
u fvkin circus act, who gona get claped wid a mak cause u lakd raps biggest issue, u cant rhyme take a tissue, upset cause i dissed u.
Crack?? homie ur sayin u paked? now how stupid is dat??! lyin bout shit u were neva brought up wid. now tha hoods where i live, Punk, no funk, jeluss cause my paper comes in lumps, fvk u chump!
Say my bitch got "frekle n braces", when u no that ur a homo racist, angry wid da world for 'knowing' u suck, cant have a buck 2 ur name, all u try n get is intanet fame, c my ass on postaz, lookin down at u cokaroachaz! Homie u get toasted! u in 2 da net?? check my web page, im at a young age, n u aint even at 1st stage.
USA did 2 iraq? who needed help whenu came bak, askin UK 2 help, dont u read!! fagot disease in ya, n u upset cause peeps diss ya n if u get calpped? no 1 eva miss ya!

[Illtacticts]

mc rudazzi your sorrier than the game,im a boss on the streets so respect my name/
unless you wanna wind up in hospital feelin the pain,of hollow tip dis-cor-ruptin ya brain/
you from london so i kno you a lame,talkin bout usin guns to build ya fame/
you a bitch so you get treated like a dame,talk shyt and ya soul will be as high as the planes/
you not apart of the mafia or representin a gang,you jus watch tv to learn the street slang/
you play ps2 so the only thing you loadin is the game/muthafucka

[kL!k4kL!k]

Illtactics? You should make it 'My-skills-wack' bitch..
F4ggot the only thing you 'packin' is 'pink hair kL!pS'...
HOw do you know he has ps2, what is your puszy ass stalking him?...
Im going 'out shooting', you dont wanna know when im 'walking in'...
Ill take you to the 'inner harbor' so you can visit the fishes...
I knew baltimore had no rappers, i guess its only breeding bitches...
IM an 'enemy of your state' walkin into 'washington' 'D.C'...
'Over throwin controll' 'backwards', listenin to a kL!k 'C-D'...

[Illtacticts]

nigga fuck you and the crew you claim,i'll come to D.C. and kill you and then dance on ya grave/
country ass bama walk and talk the same,way my bitch do after she done givin me brains/
so hop off my dick before i take ya broke ass and make change/
niggas from D.C. ain't no rappers there jus gay,so quit all ya yappin and you won't get burned by the flame/
i never heard of ya clique so im pretty sure there all bitches,come to bmore and we will see who'll be sleepin with the fishes/nigga

[Impotent]

fella what the hell you talking bout?
I have to look for bad rhymes and fucking sort em out

learn from me, to be a better veteran
hows your father bet he's decadent
and moms didn't bother to give you your steady medicine

I can tell, but it's okay I squash em in your mouth now
like dick in ya moms mouth, and shit in a outhouse

she sucked me so hard she got the dick in the eyebrow
I said: you know your gonna get it in the face why frown?
gave her a white towel to wipe down that bright smile

[nod2flow]

Fuck a bright smile. your a load of shit bit not a light pile.
I explode in riffs while you just stink like corroded clitts.
No need for reloaded clips cuz when i release an impact
You body wont be intact. Infact, I want my benz back.
Impotent you are tragic you faggot you aren't important.
You must not be american cuz your styles imported..
You said "you know your gonna get it in the face why frown"?
But get what in the face? you need to flow was better trace.
Yes I've had better days but i'll leave you numb and dumb
Like you were mental. I'll stun your puns with instrumentals.
Meaning i dont need to speak since you seem to weak and too simple.
I'll drop you and pop you like a pimple and leave your puss ass pissed off.
I got ripped off in the dark cuz you are nark and got tipped off
by the cops. cough... You tryed but you got killed. You must be lucky
cuz fuck g you aint got skill. You flow like you slow like pot' n pills.
you stink like rotten spills. He says he has tons of grass but i see
no crops'n fields... He only spills like diarhea he must suffer from runs of ass. Impotence is shitty like tons have crap. He has no funds or cash while I drop these thunderous raps. He better check under his back
Cuz I might leave a slit in skin. I just ripped this kid off like a fortune cookie.
I keep scorchin this rookie while he's been sworin he took me. he said he belongs in
the hall of fame but he's like the Berlin wall, A wall of shame.
So next time you better stop the play you nerd and fvckin say sir
when you call my name.

[Divine Write]

Nod2flow........you whole style is comical
this dude get's more 'meat' in his 'noodle' than pasta bowls(spagetti and meatballs.....get it)
with you....skill is optional....but I depleet and leave defeat your fleet
O look....Nod's the poster child for thee Elite Emcees(check Klik4klik's sig)

[FlawlesS]

divines back? ima make this dudes spine crack
he came around christmas so he could find 'raps'
this gays soft, comin with them played thoughts
dont come back on rapdogs, just stayyy offff

[Divine Write]

scatter scamp........you were delusional if you thought you had a chance
thank me......because I'm the fucking reason why you're battle champ
now think about it......I've Koed you but you've never Koed me
my aim's so keen....while you stretch the truth further than the ass in J-Lo's jeans

[FlawlesS]

dog..comin back? u gonna hung out on a limb like ur own ornaments
divine write...could u tell me who beat u in ur own tournament?
cmon son, u kno i come thru with rhymes when i scorch and flaunt it
u really dont have a chance against me, even with a rabbits foot with a horse shoe on it

[Divine Write]

I smack up artists...Imma use this 'gift' to w(rap) up Flawless
lyrical?....shit I thought you were horrible in Billiards with the way you 'rack up losses'
testing me...what a deranged plain...I don't evan know how you became champ
does the title you hold display Washington's face?...it should with the amount of times it's exchanged hands

[PLAYBOYBLAZE]

:D lemme in this...

i gotcha in this net with a chain link fence supported by pylons tied strong
by god tape me punk pimp and prostitute this bitch like 3 P's inna tri-pod
my old magz r sorta like past issues ill expose the new ones to damage tissues
when lines explode i turn ya nice home ice cold like this ho lives in an igloo
dont know why u misuse ya sig, taking words from bruce lee n postin em loosly
u be returning for more while im burning tha floor servin you with rude feet

[Divine Write]

the kings emerged......I tingle nerves when I sling a verse
Playboy calm down before I throw another punch for DA to display in his signature
every single word I disperse will slaughter the will of this Playboy
I stay poised......your words ain't 'moving shit' like broken gay toys


alright it was fun but it's late and I'm tired.......let's do this again sometime

[Cynikal_Gonz]

Look...Divines back, since last time i saw u i hope u Tightened~Your~Game, from my eyes theres always a Writer~With~Your~Name, or do you got there's? ahh.. whatever, all Biters~Are~The~Same
I'm Delighted~You~Came back to this site just to get discrased...you'll never *score the win*, like playing Soccer~With~No~Aim
Messin Wit Heat will getcha Hoes-Demolished, my Flows-Is-Polished, gettin *hit in the face with smarts* for tryin to stick ya *Nose-In-College*!!!
Imposin-Knowledge, shoulda known I'm The Greatest Artists, but I KNOW you was put on house arrest for MOLESTATION-CHARGES!!!

[ill-matix]

looks like cynikal got way better, joined a sick crew, is the champion and is getting all other vets jealous lopl.........

[*_*]

You In A Gay Crew... You Sizzle While You Twerk/ Heres A Piece Of Advice WHISTLE WHILE YOU WORK[peeep his crew name]

[Jaytee]

*_* is that your name? star line star.....i think its your hemroids from that metal bar.. your diss was weak i must admit but what can u expect from a rapper that sucks hine tit.....

[Jaytee]

*_* is that your name? star line star.....i think its your hemroids from that metal bar.. your diss was weak i must admit but what can u expect from a rapper that sucks hine tit.....

[PLAYBOYBLAZE]

yo yo ill twist this actor switch his tibias with fibulas and have him walkin backwards
steppin like ladders with a shattered walk now ya more pissed off than angry bladders

[Head-Psyche]

playboys a gay toy for stray boys to lay noise in his gay voice/ he's not blazed, he got paid to drop pants and top ways to jerk off to tupac in as many ways as songs that a disc jock plays/ just kiddin, ya style is like gun control for instance/ a valiant effort, but all together makes no difference/ pointless, like a fiend for green jointless/ like mistakes that a pharmicist and father have in common/ both lose their money if either break the condom/ pick up a bible not bile, the styles been tried, filed for lible and been classified as a rival whos idle/ i'm ramblin/ standin on a mountain demandin/ for this kid to stop handin/ himself like he had satans own grip/ it's no use, stop trying to impregnate your fist/

[Bubba D]

You the type that take ya name from a bitches answer to you...
"Yes, I'll give you head, sike(psyche)!!" no love in the pants for you//

[PLAYBOYBLAZE]

uh oh, heres a biter using the same playboy gay toy lines ive seen a thousand times
now i have to decide, do i bring the lefts n rights or the leadpipe to head psyche
ya gypsy types gotta weak mind, a dog? na, a fruit loop who hangs with dudes in groups
i can choose to make his thoughts pause havin him stare at 'concentrate' orange juice
ill force you out crush yah life-with-fists n pound em leveling this-spineless-bitch
imma lyrical scientist twisting his fuckin lips around like medically tested-mice-n-chimps
leave ya spinnin like bicyclist i provoke violence since i just smoked ya life bitch
im ah rovoke ya license n silence ya quick makin this 'head' celeb a donor of science
a psychic? ma ass, ill cause a mass exodus such as a stampede of giraffs n wild cats
ma raps collect mo ass than backseats of taxi cabs n i still find time 4 hostile attacks

[nod2flow]

DAMN.... PlayboyBlaze just ripped the page.... But this is "diss man above you"
So I guess I have to try right.......


Ok PBB Time to set-it-straight. When im done with you you'll have to meditate.
Your just feather weight, let me demonstrate. I'll rip-ya-spleen till ya can't sit-or-lean.
You? Get-more-mean? no need to feel-anger. Im not affraid of you I Kill-danger.
Call me jesus cuz im the real-manger. And your just red like satan. And I just said your hatin.
Your so cold nigga's go ice skatin on your toes. I penatrate to the hole like garry paton.
Playboy is fakin. Like a model with silicon. Ok I can finially feel-the-zone.
I don't need a group like PBB I can make a mill-alone. I'll hurt your ear like a cell phone.
Yell-Home! Cuz thats the only place-you'll-see. Imma hit ya toe with a hoe and scrape-ya-knee.
I'll tie you up and rape-ya-niece. Put you in the chimney till ya can't take-the-heat.
Put chains on your Feet and Hands And throw you outside till you Rake-the-Leaves.
Make-The-Beef since your the cook, who takes second looks, then hates-more.
His name is PlayboyBlaze but he says he hates-uh-porn? He's a vegetable like Plates-of-corn.
I bet Iraq was the Place-he-was-born. He better face-the-forum Cuz I'll shock his ass
fast with lightening till he Taste-the-storm.ALL PBB does is Waste-the-forum and Place-some-boring
adjectives nouns and verbs. He's just a waste-of-words. I'll eat PBB's dorky ass till I taste-the-nerd.
Like im eating candy.

No beef Mr PBB cook... Its not for dinner.... (we still tite dog I'm just f*ckin round... homie)

[PLAYBOYBLAZE]

cook?...lol...aiight

sixteen lines for a diss, this shit is soundin kinda personal
first of all ill attack ya anatomy like i got a surgeons call
ill react with impact to make sure ya limbs r far from intack
so swift i put this newbie 2 sleep like ya juss witnessed a kidnapp
infact i gotta hunch for ya foundness, Nod please just be honest!
when ya see me flowin like faucets its like Television seen by omish
i spit tomahawks with a tongue n two lungs u swear ma saliva lunged
yea, we just havin fun. n what beef? ya like jerky treats afta lunch
plus who u call'n a dork dude? make ya eat this verse as forced food
i spit slick flows like i snort lube ya minds all mine lacking fortitude
ofcourse u knew id stick this fork in u tighten up tha torque n prove
i got more bars than boards of skews 2 make it feel like a porche hit u
nod2blows cuzz ya sore n bruised not optional u get cut short in youth
according to doom i'll soon expose death to folks like a hoard of spooks

:D ...tired...

[nod2flow]

Damn Bro Your whole verse killed me..... your a real G...
PBB ->> "Nod please just be honest!
when ya see me flowin like faucets its like Television seen by omish "
Ya its something like that.... lol... dog you f*ckin beat all....Beat I still free fall.....

Ok feel the beat... Imma make this one quick cuz its 3:56 am....

Ok he's now tired. Get off me drink more coffee then get wired. To you know I'm NoD2FiRe...
I'm a GoD4HiRe. I'll flow cuz I'm NoT2TiReD.. Shots were fired I dont care if I repeat.
As long as when mission is complete you yell defeat Like you are Rudazzi-in-a-battle.
I'm like a natzi-on-sattle cuz you cant stop-me-asshole. You prolly think I'm simple but I'm
not a pimple you can't Pop-Me. PBB, You probably speak sofly Like Peanut Butter
When Soggy. After this verse It'll Hurt so much you'll wanna Call-Me. And say sorry.
But I'll show no remorse-till-done. My flows so hot when you read it the shyt, it will
Scorch-ya-tounge. and yes I called you a dork-with-puns. You couldn't kill me with a
Fork-n-gun's. Cuz I was Born to win this. I'll spank you like Papi then Break your Legs
Probably Like I Broke-the-Guinnis, hater. I Spoke-then-Win-this-Later. Your Broke-Like-Tennis-Players. But You been-a-Hater. I'll Pin you to the ground like
Tacks-on-sheets. You Lack-the-Beef so you aint-da-cook. I saw you on reading rainbow
Saying-a-book by Dr suess had good poetry. When I battle you, You Know-its-me.
I'm so shiny I'm a glowing-G. You'll say "NoD, GoD your rhymes are Slowing-me."
Then You'll say you are gay and your dating oprah Winfree.I kick this fag in-the ass. He has in the past, tried to bend-me. I'll rip ya Arms out and make ya Limbs-Bleed. So You hated I won to Say it Simply.. your Lifes like your Sperm Count Its now on empty. So No longer will You tempt-me
To Break You verses Gently.... I guess I'm in the penalty... I drained you mentally tho.... Now You'll Remember me Hoe....

I typed this in like 10 minutes so don't bitch......

[*_*]

This Dudes Wack So He Gots To Go/ Shoulda Listenend To YouR Moms About Wanting You Not 2 Flow

[Head-Psyche]

i know it's 'diss the person above', but playboys flowing/ against my name outta turn just because he's below me*/ my mind's ahead of my time like it's speaking to semen/ your mind is like ya moms legs, closed with semen leakin between'em/ i don't care if you think you flow like some kinda faucet/ this kid walked out of a battle cuz some one called it a closet/ get in the pot and hush, so i can boil you like rahmen/ cut ya balls in process cuz nod2flow is still on'em/ "your a real g" right, and you should feel special/ a retarded newbie wants you to put some steam in his kettle/ get some cream from his jeans under the sheets when you wrestle/ careful, i'm satan- though i don't seem like the devil.

[nod2flow]

If I fight till the death whats left to fight? If I write ill and get better Im 3 steps a'head Psyche.' You said. "i don't seem like the devil." Cuz you do what Your Parents say, Your not even a rebel. I'm like a Nintendo Cuz I take you to new levels. I'll take you to new places and rape you till you claim my name is greatest. You just a nerd like willy wonkas. Nigga look at head psyche still playin with his tonkas. I'll tear ya threads to shreads like little pieces of fecies.( the shit that they are) Beat me? You can't even teach me shit
about rapping freely. Your style is Tiny while mines smokin like Bidi's. I'll tie your ankles is shackles till starve in my battles and yell, "NoD Feed me." I'll drive down your verse Like I'm in a hummer in reverse Then re-amerse
Like Houdini. You won't be able to see me. Your just mixed up like juice in a blender. You couldn't flow if you were a river. And I'm so cold I make you shiver. So stop talking in my ear like a qu.eer with them gay whispers.

fastly written n spittin... so dont be bitchin if its not hittin... the spot... that PBB already rocked....

[kL!k4kL!k]

yOo...
Ill disconnect this kids neck so he cant 'nod to my flow'//
This kids mother is like my gun, cuz they get 'cocked and blow'//
I ruin this kid spiritually and i make his 'chi' hurt//
Nod thinks 'the fuzz' is on the 'inside of tee-shirts'//
Now be attentive b1tch, im lecturin all ya aprentices//
I read all ya shit,and always find run-on-sentences//
Cover ya body in armor niggah, you still wont be as hard as me//
And nod, you arent a drug addict just cuz you visit the local pharmacy//...

:shock:

[nod2flow]

The only addict is your tragic addiction to me.
KL!4 Pm's me and tells me he wants to do me.
Pm from KL!4 "NoD will you screw me?"
No you can't have this booty Cuz im not a gay.
I'll run you down in your own town in leave
Nerves astray. Then run Further away.
My tires marked your vertabrae. The last words you say
Is Nod I'm sorry can ya forgive me? And thats the last time
I murder a nigga in Kansas city......

[kL!k4kL!k]

whos from kansas city?...NyC reppinzentin lol..

yo nodd..edit that shit..cuz it didnt even rhyme :lol: :shock:

[Divine Write]

Maybe nod thought he was battling To-To

[PLAYBOYBLAZE]

im pludging through ya blood stream into ya bone like lukemia
leavin a trail of mics offing lifes of poparazzi n news media
while feedin ya heart liquid steel barz like aftermarket parts
before you can pin this pain im in ya brain targeting ya smarts
im ah martian on mars bringin harm swingin from veins inna jungle
tearin muscles stretchin intestines n tendons as i rumble n wrestle
diggin deep wit a shovel behind ya irises as i open n close ya eyelids
causin a facial crisis im piloting ya brain stem into ya nasal sinuses
tryin to silence 'D' quick with drug strains stringin along key chains
im more shockin than sting rays inna sea of brains creating major freeways
try n evade my inner workings? ill drop toxins and leave ya liver burning
returning ya heart early into da newbie arena where beginners are circling

[Divine Write]

well.............well.............

Playboy you're a poopy head

I don't know....I would go back and forth with you but I'm sick as shit...I'm about to pass out and knock myself out on the keyboard.....when I get better and we're both on I'll PM you and we can get at it

[Baby_Tasha]

Nod2Flow im calling you out on ya wack spit
Ya lyrics are like ya chest, man tits all jiggy and shit
You hate on ya home boys cuz there not followen
Retire from the rap gig, go back to swallowen
When was the last time a bitch busted ya ball
Nah thug i wasnt talkin bout that guy last night at all
You f*ggot, your lackin exquiset taste
Obviousely your the one smokin crack, im bettin it was laste
Ya tasteless, ur wastefull
Suckin dank upon balls, is all ya good for
Leave it alone, your just rambling
Blah blah blah, lay down bitch, can't believe ya still standin
You say his girls all freckeled wit braces
At least he doesnt date MEN from all different races
Yo its over its fully done
Take that dick out ya mouth, instead chew on some gum

[Flame Spitta]

listen up chick...


u da new girl but i let ya kno that im savage-with-tricks//
it seem that this particular girl walks on 4 legs like da average-"bitch"//
i wildly blast-at-ya servin, dishin bloody-massacres//
i'll beat ya in ya child's face and say i seen anotha nigga batter-ya//
if it's left to me i wont teach-you i'll lyrically defeat-you//
you my "BITCH" so give me the chains so i can leash-you//
when i wanna see who behind ya i put whole through ya body to-peep though//
ya style is stale just like 5 day-old-chips//
if ya spit back lame i aint-gone-trip//
i'll sauce you more like ready-to-eat tacos//
i'll stuff your mouth embedded-with-meat and deliver nut like a lyrical drop-off//

[June Black]

dawg... i wuz, born ta rhyme rearrange ya spine// aim the nine// spray leave ya frame in pine// ride my dick like a taxi cab// im flashin cash// Flame Spitta jus a maxi pad// fuck all that imma put the chrome ta ya spouse// pistol whip the bitch till she start ta foam at the mouth// dont come hard my bars is rockin ya// fucker you couldnt se me thru binoculars// ..... haha!

[*_*]

He Loo Big on The Block Actin Like A Kool Wack/ You Maybe A 'Nigga' But get It Through ya Mind JUNES WACKK

[June Black]

[b]Now Should I really respond ta [i]THAT....

spit ta my lungs charred// June Black be the young God// quik ta leave you on the ocean floor wit Sponge Bob// ya lucky ure a 'Guppy' or you wouldnt survive it// the ride aint free BITCH get off of my dick// ... fukin rat bastard..

[Flame Spitta]

june black..if u think u tight u becomin soon wack
i'll be spittin hardcore lyrics till the moon-cracks
as u spit u resume lack
of metas and wordplay so of course i stack
battles i won to the top like the beanstalk and jack

[J-Rey]

jack be nimble jack be quick/
flame spitta jumpin on everyones dick/
be spittin his shit/ same time coppin a lick/
muthafucka chokin and spit/
lookin like he never gon' quit/
slap that bitch up for runnin his lip/
cum cummin outta his mouth like DRIP DRIP DRIP/
im the man that they call J-Rey
if u think u can, then come out and play/
bring ur tightest shit on any given day/
ill send u back home, from right where u came/
no one the same/
im the one to blame/
for takin u outta this rappin game/
so bitch get up and leave, get off the stage/
don't return here, please stay off this rap page

[DA 2JD]

j rey quick to diss da shit
outsmart yah n get hit,
ur ryhmes have proven u aint mentaly fit
welcome to ur last known pain
outryhme u till u overload ur brain
dissin u is my main
formulate ur fate, force yah to see a dog n masterpate
ur losing ur physical state, ur ready to desinegrate
ur fucken pathetic
listen to my ryhmes coz im da lyrcial profettic
desamble ur ego n enter ur dearanged life
causing u unimaginable strife
dissin u, like u was being cut by a knife
im leavein it raw lyk rappin was a law
firin at ur rap flaw with missiles
dats my style, ive amazed u while spittin 100 per mile

[White Night]

English must not be the native language of your's
Because every other line you're making up words
But I don't know, maybe you're learning this language for fun
Or maybe it's your gay homies for which you save your native tongue

If your disses feel like being cut with the knife
Just wait until you feel the wrath of the White Night
A shining hero, you can't stand the intense light
You're a blinded fish in a barrel preparing for a fight

And you're talking about overloading his brain
Well get ready for me, I'm the ruler of all lyrical domain
After I'm done with this rhyme, everyone will know me
The man who swings s-words like he could be Shinobi

Good thing you mentioned disintigration, that's what you better be ready for
When I clap my gat I'll level you like the poor trees in Predator
You already look nervous and scared, what's your heart rate at?
Oh yeah, similar to your Swiss-cheese corpse, it just fell flat!

[Flame Spitta]

White Nite i'll expose u to guns bigger than you//
i'll make ya blood come out 3x's thicker-than-glue//
imma fix this guy this newbie is new//
he studders in his rhymes more than scooby-doo//
im the one with the fire i'll bring more-of-the-flame//
i wont stop beatin ya till i see the core-of-ya-brain//
call me crazy if you please//
flow so hard, my lyrics will make u bleed//
like white people say "you're a gonner" if ya blast-at-me//
imma come with rockets like a ca-tastr-ophe//

[Head-Psyche]

flame spitta, change it-ta/ spitter of claimes/ far from the truth, im the spitter of rain, dissin ya brain to spit out ya flames/ when i listen to flame/ it makes me glisten to fame/ in comparison, just as i put ya glitter to shame/ ....

[DA 2JD]

leave da diss to profesional
u got too emotional, leavein with pyschological damage,
can u manage, head psyche reminds me of necropheliac
dissin bout fame wen he aint got game, b me, fuckin hoes in a pontiac,
lyrically left yah lyk a haemophiliac bleeding
laughin seein u b pleading,
u aint a rapper weres da evidence, started this diss with a good entrance
u knowin ders a forum for noobs, wata coincidence.

[nod2flow]

Hey Head Psyche

Battle-Me? "Yes" you can't "Dress" I "guess" I'll give ya crew Casual-Tee's.
MY Battle-Rap will Have-Ya-Back "to" the "zoo", Your natural Habitat.
I'm the mouse that can Trap-Ya-Cat. Imagine-That. Give-Up-Yo.
I can't Pick-Up-Ya-Flow so go Back-To-Chat. I wanna Slap-You-F.ag.
The only Stacks-You-Have are "Lumps" Chunks, and calories cuz Your Backs-Too-Fat.
Imagine-That. Hey "nerd", I "heard" you use to sing "words". Go Back-To-That.
This F.ag-In-Slacks is Grabbing-Ass more then men at the Strip-Bars.
I'll "Finish you" like I do" English 'Aftermath' cuz my flows Hit-Hard.(aftermath metaphore)
I'm youre Thunder-Storm Head Psyche, Your Disasters-Back. Go to a Dumber-Forum
called Caspers-Black dot-com. And After-That Add-a-'Slash' cuz thats what I did to ya-mom. (slash = "/" and cutting ya mom)

www.caspersblack.com/headpsyche/GotKilledLyrically.html

I just released my first tape today.....(turntable beats....)
Peace all
Yo head-Psyche no beef just diss the man above u. And i felt like ripping some shit thats all.... I'm out...

[Shady Shotgun]

i like your style cat,so i nod when i flow/
tha thread say's to diss above?,but i wont step on your toes!/
i can tell you got lot's of foes,and they dont like your raps!/
they bother with telling tha truth,that yooz a fag/
i'm sorry black,accept my apology?/
my mind state on these here forums,is .....harmony!/
ya' feeling me?,im more concience then beefing/
next time you drop a line?,break down what you speaking!.....

TO BE CONTINUED...................


**tha untouchables**

[nod2flow]

Ty shady... I Nod when a Flow too....

Bob that head nigga....

im out

[Shady Shotgun]

i realized i can't curse!?o well,

ty?does that mean? tight????hit me up nod?

why cant i say gay,fuck,or bitch???


**u-gang**

[2 gunz up]

ya name shady shotgun// but chu never popped one// quittin frontin dawg foe u catch a hot one// cause im obsessed wit steal// 9 in my right 45 in my left vest on my chest im dressed to kill// so dont test my skill// an i aint goin nowhere so i suggest u chill// im tha best thas rill an give it to anyone// u cant hope to touch me ur max is my minimum// im not to be challenged by tha faint hearted// an if u think this shit is nice keep in mind im jus gettin started// an its like that


shady its all love nothin personal dawg

[nod2flow]

yo thats a really good spit for a newbie 2 gunz up....

anyways im out....

holla

[Baby_Tasha]

Click back da gunz you holden, release the trigga
Itz time to die, let go, be put to death my nigga
2 blocks to slow,lyein there cold, im still runnin up far ahead
Below the portrait or ya momma lies "2 gunz up" dead

Fire cummin to wisk you to sleep
You fell hard this time my friend, you fell to deep
Lyrics were laim in your mouth is where they should keep

The gunz against ur body, are the creatures who destroyed
I took ur guns, put them to ur temple
and let da bullets explode~


(no hate baby, ur good for a newbie)

[Shady Shotgun]

two gunz in tha air?,i think you got "stuck up"/
robb you for all tha lint you carry,pistol whip you!,shut tha fuck up!/
baby tasha's what's up?,you diss this dumb ass man?/
he claims he gots guns?,but hides tha fact...he really is a fag!/


p.s.next time you drop a diss,i'll be quik to diss-miss/
and toss your bullshit out tha window,like "eric clapton's kid"/

**u-gang**

[2 gunz up]

whas this hater season??
if i get robbed 2 gunz will be tha reason
why ya pops aint breathin
an tasha ya bars is straight trash man
shady u'll get hit wit a shot gun an left in a trash can
im tellin u shady u dont want none
cause fuck a hot 16 tha extended magazine'll hit chu wit a hot 21
2 gunz aint nothin u wanna try ya luck wit
im like a broken condom im somethin u dont wanna fuck wit

[Shady Shotgun]

this is exceeding more than four bars,...nigga call me out!/
take tha dick out your ass,and slam my balls down your mouth!/
this is how it's gonna go down!,....its a battle of ca-li-for-ni-a/
if you think your hot?,well...i got sumthin' to scorch ya'........


p.s.call me out in a battle,or retirement and wits/
prepare to be exposed,cause you acting like a bitch!/

**tha untouchables**

[2 gunz up]

man watch me make this nigga focus
disapear like hocus pocus
when i put this 45 right where his throat is
an yeah i know im hot cause i got it like that
how is it finna be a battle when ya rhymes dont fight back
hints ya bars is garbage
an we can go at it on tha battle board cause ima win regardless
go anywhere in cali-foo-ya them BAY niggas tha hardest
u think otherwise ima put this metal right where ya heart is
73rd an Haliday East Oakland is my address my set my numbas
giva fuck who u bring u run wit a gang uh clown like tha Ring Ling Brothas
say im actin like a bitch
u gonn be layin on ya back stiff as a twig
after i run up on u wit my murder ones on an hit chu wit tha sig

[Flame Spitta]

u got two guns up but i got two nuts down
with clips in my hand im bout ready to bust-down
on niggas like this nigga who claim to be hard
if u got a face-lift i leave ya remaining-with-scars
takin a hit from my fist worse than gettin hit by cars
throw a lyrical desease im the worse thing since "SARS"
back down cuz u obviously aint ready-for-this
u wiggly like noodles so therefore ya style is spaghetti-and-shit
top this top that naw there's no way u could
i couldn't catch splinters if i was embeded with wood

[dj tek]

u bust guns ok i bust nuts, in your face
its easy to die rather than live with disgrace
the day i was born you started to die
came out of the womb and didn't even cry
a thousand men marveled at my creation
sparks emit when i spit verbal incantations
one drop of my blood is worth more than your soul
the stories i tell make the future unfold
every man dies, but i live forever
i remain dry even in rainy weather...

[L.I. Dave]

Man that shit was real generic and I coulda done it better/
Now you'll learn your fuckin' lesson if you hear what I'm professin'/
I hope I don't confuse you with the words that I'll be usin'/
Cause your rhymes are just atrocious and my skills are real precocious/
Now go look that up and quote this and then tell your friends you wrote it/
This last parts real fast so pay attention in class/
My verbal advantage is obvious to the masses/
Cause you lack the intelligence for your rhymes to be relevant in the realm that I'm dwellin' in!

[dj tek]

i know you prolly jus chillin there assumin im dumb
but your rhymes are so recycled i thought u were spittin aluminum
see its people like you without true lyrical skill
repeatin their own rhymes and frontin like they was ill
please rest your mind put some thought in next time
or just say nothin at all shut the fuck up like a mime
now just click this link and witness your own weakness
and dont post again until you discover some uniqueness.




http://www.http://www.hdrap.com/showpost.php?p=85181&postcount=314

[L.I. Dave]

Ahhh. You got me. It's still a good line though.

[nod2flow]

Dj tek you have good personals like you stalk-peeps.. But your lines are off-beat.
But Probably if you ever saw-me you would ask for my number just so you can call-me...
I'll be the one to murder you quick. I'm servin these scripts like pill dealers.
I'm still a killa like the weed i blow. You will never be mah ho. But you see-me-flow
And you want my autograph. Shit I ought ta laugh cuz your flows like a cloned lion its "copy-cat"
DJ tek is wack, he sucks and most of the shit he says is stupid.
The line above this, did a better job at dissing me, then your did.
Im ill, hipnotise kats who have stop-n-saw, jaws drop'd-n-awwww's.
Honestly, you are like the 'lakers wit a budget cut' you just aint got-tha-balls.
I'm like america 'n u are iraq. Time to drop-the-bombs. I've gotten-strong.
Thats all for this session. Next lesson I'll teach ya how I shot-ya-mom.

haha nucca... top that shit...

[nod2flow]

testing new sig

[INFORMATION]

^^Kid do you got-to-go your verse goes from shot-to-NO//
Pull my dick out while i'm pissin cause I heard you Nod-2-Flow// haha
I spit cynthia Cooper-whoa's got balls like a brave Hooper-pro//
Houston? the best thing outta your town is this years super-bowl//
don't get super plexed-bitch your words are luxury like a crashed Lexus//
weak punchlines your small-talk, I thought everything was big in Texas?//
Your styles similar to mine showin you gullable-ways-to-duck me//
While I spit multi's your verse showcase the Multiple-ways-U-suck B//
Leave you gassed like saved-farts like immature tools you play-parts//
replace your chest circuits with Nasir Jones to give you a Brave-Heart//
I seek out pussies like you label me a inner-piper//
This is sad Nod used his best shit in-a-cypher// haha

OUT

[Baby_Tasha]

Repulsive, knocked down already "info"
Beats sound like a broken record, each "limp note"
Frail weak mah-f*cka, thats why it says "tadpole"
Don't even speak mah f*cka, Imma teach you how a "beat go"

Take a pen, grab a pad, listen clearly bitch
To all the shit you DON"T have
A dick big enough to make a ladie go *OooOO*
Enough power to hold the flow for 10 minuts, instead of two
A tite beat that makes nikkas reach da roof
A nice grill, white smile *nikkas missen a toof*

Clouds came, a cold shower, You've just been wisked away
Dead of the nite, I'll be killing you in an allay *alley*
Screams muffled... eyes blood shot
Iz over baby, life flashes, youve been caught

Close your eyes, breath still
Alive in real life, but I dont think in dis cypha you will

[Flame Spitta]

baby tasha, and freestyle bich i'll squash-ya//
is it me or da mut that is ya biological-father//
this is not a battle u might not get back 2 me but if u do dont choke//
i bust nuts in ya face that be thicker than yolk//
i rap for fun, don't really have to do it for the folks//
don't take this to the inside it's all rhymes and jokes//
but at the same time i slime-ya-throat//
my ejaculation will have u as if u where sea-sick on a boat//

[Baby_Tasha]

eeew dats sum nasty ass ejaculation papi..lighten up on da red meats

[CB-Dave]

1st post!

hey spitta, you a quitta? dude - I think you'd best splitta...
rhymes as wack as yours - fella, i'll drag ya through dog shitta...
if u bust your nuts so thick, here's £10 - get a ho to ride yo' dick
sounds like u ain't had it in some time - givin it away in wack ass rhymes

u rap for fun... son - damn thank fvck u don't have a gun
goin by ur rhyme if u did, u'd probably dump the clip - and run...
u can't stand the heat - that's why u rap about dicks
spittin flames - hah, dude please tell me you're takin the mick

someone pass me the water, I think it's time I oughta
put flame boy outa his misery, before he rapes his daughter
dude sounds like he is desperate, rhyming about some sick shit
I pity tha poor fool who messes with my lyrical shit

so cmon stranger, lemme flame ya
oh wait, i'm sorry
I've just put out tha flame spitta...

peace out!

[Illtacticts]

you lack something in the game that we call tal~ent,your lyrics more like shyt so shyt~styl~ing/
CB Dave about to C~His~grave,cut em up and have him lookin like some red~kool~aid/
i see most of yall rappers real~gased~up,spitting vacuum shyt cause you really~do~suck/
i don't have no feelings for mc's~on~the~net,while most of yall is some pussies who still haven't cleaned~out~their~clo~set/
bitch niggas get treated like a bitch,so pass me powder im bout to smack~you~bitch/
you softer than the taco but act hardshell,pull that fucking k out identifing the body might be hard~to~tell/
so don't come at the kid like gd~up~or~something,40 shots rang up you better~duck~or~something/
black mask and hoody the~boi~up~to~something,see a bitch nigga fronting and the clips~start~dumping/

[mc_chaldean]

judging by ur spits ^there aint nothin 'ill' bout ur 'tactics'
ur rhymes be simpler than 2+2 in mathematics
spits be dramatically drastic to break u in 2 like a peice of plastic
ur rhymes be more stretched out than a flexable elastic
---switch up---
im chaldean soulja, created to kill, born as AK holder
load tha heat c.ock it bak n pop one in ur shoulder


mehh.. to lazy to think of anthing decent..

im out

[CB-Dave]

Now girls, please - take each other's butt virginities
we all know you can't rhyme so try and do something more productive with your time
I think I'll concentrate on the pussy that you missed, thinking of your spits... in the basement... with a fleshlight round yo dick!
Now soulja - who you kiddin' fool? only 2pac makes that shit cool
and he's dead... like you, well maybe not yet - but soon...

peace!

[[Kaizersose]]

okay, here i go, ready to blow, waitin for mo'//
take out the 'd2' cuz u simply have 'no flow'//
ya rhyme'z so so, but from that many posts i was looking for mo'-mo'//
and so, i know, i ain't too good//
if i didn't take the chance at you, then no one else would//
1 month and no one tried to bust ya rhymes//
sure i bust the nines, but no need for that hood stuff//
too many niggas front, all they do is talk tough//
anyways, i come up at u, anyway//
say whut i wanna say, so from now on i'mma call u 'clay'//
but if u didn't know, thats short for 'clearly gay'//
now i need to quickly end this shit//
so here i go, time to mutha fuckin end this shit//
i read ya shit, and i found, i got better rhymes on loose leaf//
i induce heat, introduce all these peeps to me, welcome to beef//

[CB-Dave]

welcome to beef? dude - there's more beef in mcdonalds food
you ain't too good too damn - there's more chance of eve gettin wood
than u comin back with some sick lyrical shit - i think the only hit
u will ever have, will be the mack truck outside your pad...
hopin 4 the day ur gone, no more will we have 2 listen 2 ur shit "song"
I guess, u could call it that cos u sure as hell can't call it rap.
so kaizer come back - but please get much wiser cos
ur spit ain't shit but some faggot ass "shizer"

out...

[[Kaizersose]]

i'm sorry but u got prununciation wrong kid, kaizer sounds like eraser//
u know eraser like i how i came back to the thread to erase ya//
disgrace you, get ya best friend and leave y'all alone, so u can do whut them gays do//
u know the shit u like to do every night//
quit trying to write, when half ya shit ain't even right//
i hope ya don't think ya rhymes' tight//
my weakest 'punch' have u in the 'air' like u was a 'kite'//
and i got a question, where did them shitty ass lines come from?//
i'mma treat u like a sucka like ur name was "Dum Dum"//
or "Dumbo", u dumb hoe//
u done' blow, have ya brain splattered on the floor when them gunz blow//
i'm not even trying my best, this be that 'fun flow'//
u can call me Jay-Z, cept don't change clothes just go//
u think u can spit, but i have you shushed like i'm ur 1st grade librarian//
fine Mc'D's got more beef, but then again y'all is vegetarians//

[mc_chaldean]

pik up tha phone call u bak up cuz this kid^ bout to get smacked up
u lack everything from nines to having wak ass rhymes
spittin hot shit thatll burn u if u get me vexed
rhymes so hot, they havin u lookin like ur flaming text
burnin, no fire extinguisher can manage to put out tha trial of flames
when i spit, i aim, leavin it burinin ur frame, unstoppable, rhymes no man can tame

[MEZmerise]

haha funny shit you call yourself a Mc
i'll knock you down with one M.i.C
u diss the top person i'll kick your ass
pass the torch then i will lit your ass
i'ma let you go before you choke

[CB-Dave]

ok... shit, the boy above is a joke
niggas lyrics don't rhyme, nor cause lyrical smoke
u know what they say, there's no smoke without fire
well nigga I've got the torch, ur on my lyrical pyre
i'm not gonna bury u, you're in a deep enough hole
i'll just put the lid on, u've scored your own goal
not backin down with this rhyme but I've run out of time
so I'll drop this for the next joke who wants to try intteruptin ma flow,
I warn u nigga or niggette whoever u b
i don't pity fools who try fuckin wit me...

word...

[Severe-one]

Dawg, ya raps are straight lame
Can you take pain?
Ya flow is just cloudy, these spits make rain
Pouring with axes to destroy your fake brain 8)

[REDUCABLE]

microphone chiggy check..

the words come out your lips? so your mouth blows like bitch hoes//
this bitch bout to get a sever serving...like an over packed disco//
you need to put ye dick into a waterfall to fuck wit this flow//
my raps are pornos, pussy steps up, now watch where this fist goes//

L~O~L

[CB-Dave]

nigga what? pornos? ya gotta be shittin me
there's more porno in the pope's vocabulary
my rhymes are hardcore - yours are just not
if mine is x rated, yours is the sears catalogue
and what's with these lil cyphers, the 4 line variety
doesn't your vocab stretch more than in similies
9's, bitches, and wack ass rhymes
nigga get out the game - you're shit outa time
you're shit outa luck fool, throw in the towel
this game is too hot for u, i'm even coolin it down
I should be ringing the bell, it's last orders out here
you're gettin kicked out and u've only had half a beer
and it's not even beer, it's shandy - nigga can't stand the heat
when I'm lyrically finished - you're out on tha street...

[Tommy Gunz]

listen up.... you fresh out the uk and you already dissin/
slow up holmes there somethin in ya flow thats seriously missin'/
you suck...this is my game sit on the bench ride the pine/
dude how can you call ya self a rapper when ya words halfway rhyme/
put the pen down! you dont want it from the gunna/
im sic... and lyrically dude i'll put you 6 feet under/
first post cat and im all ready shinin
you posted above me how's that for bad time'n

[MEZmerise]

this is your 1st post and your already dissing people
my words and my spats will attack you like missle
pimple on your face girls wouldnt like your face
trace your footsteps and run over you say some grace

[CB-Dave]

tommy gunz lol, nigga must think he's german
when he hears my rhymes tho - i guarantee he'll be squrmin'
he knows he's been beaten - defeated - fucked ova
a 2 bit shit lyricist - he's lost his lucky clover
nigga can't even spell - does he think I'm a detective
or a porn star, i must be - my dick ain't defective
unlike his - I bet he needs viagra to piss
strokin it off b4 even phoning his miss
what he doesn't know is she's ridin my dick
not only that but she's carryin my chick
and yeah, I'm from britain - and I'm playing your game
not only that, but I'm winning - nigga your shit is just lame
so before coming back with some crazy ass cypher
I think you should read up, learn some, and get wiser
and look, there's mezmerise with his four line lil cyphers
probably taken since yesterday to come up with that shit
he's obv been thinkin long and hard - with his ass round some dick
and wtf is a spat, and a missle to boot
dammit nigga learn, pay attention in school
anyway - i'm out, with my double-end-dissin
leavin mez and tom g with the double header di1do - butt-kissin...

[T.C.]

CB-Dave you're still worthless wit your long-verses
take a look homie--you dissed the wrong-person!!!!
only one at a time, that's how you're supposed-ta
that'd be like me dissin the first person who posted
you're a joke either way makin' me laugh like comedians
I bet you diss on yourself when you put your own CD in
play a song for your buddies an' tell 'em "this is hot, G!"
but when they tell you it sux you're like "no, this is not me!"
this bitch think's he's somethin' special--ha, suck a d.ick
oh PS: homie-- MEZmerise is a chic

[CB-Dave]

so a 10 line cypher is not a long verse
you're just runnin b4 u end up in a lyrical hearse
i dissed two above cos it was what must b done
niggas deservin of dissin - mr gunn bein one
and mez well that verse was just simply lame
hell kylie have done better, so could u with your monkey brain
and yeah true, i said his - cos her verses sound masculine
more than yours anyway nigga - now start yo complainin
now if u pay attention in biology class
u will notice it makes no difference - pussy or ass
a di1do will still fit, which is what I've been sayin
it's even more funny when it's male ass getting lain in
by a bitch, and not only a bitch, but a wack lyricist to boot
dammit nigga, look what ur makin me do
a 3 way straight dissin, you, mez and the gunn
fuck it nigga - i like it, i'm not gonna run
i suggest u do tho, b4 this shit gets bloody
lol bet all this talk of di1dos has given u a woody
so off ya go nigga - run in the back
relieve ur frustration in ur lil cum sack
as far as I care, the next nigga to spit
will get my full force - i ain't takin no shit...

[MEZmerise]

bitch i havent even done anything to you
just jealous cause T.C is better then you
skillz is wat i have,pill is what you take
your nothing but a wannabe christ sake

[Flame Spitta]

Mezmerize, click-click the sounds of glocks fear-u-trembles//
my gats be da percussion of the lyrical band when i hit u with cymbals//
c'mon chick get near hoe i promise i wont bite-you//
have u bleedin more amounts of blood than u do on ya period-cycle//
don't spit back my hot lyrics make u get-back, lay ya down with slugs, as death recline-ya and make ya sit-back//
criss-cross or zig-zags, either style i'll have ya sliced-up//
my money is "born" each day da way that my dice-fuck//
my lyrics come natural i don't mean-to-snap//
this bitch couldn't get respect if she was the queen-of-rap//
u blow pipes and finger-well like "flute"-control//
u in a man's game gettin severly tackled like da super-bowl//

[J Frost]

yall wasting so many bars to do what i can do in 4 or less.....

i spit flames at dames with names not like lavern and shirely/
my deep~shit~split frames be like my deep~dick~game ~ have your ears bleeding if you wanna play orally/
:roll: you another one in here claimin to be the best dont take a genius to figure that/
only way you ld spit flames is if i put enough heat on you chest like a miami hardaway throwback/

[J Frost]

you guys wastin bars with all these long bars...keep it short..

i spit game and dames with names not like lavern and shurley/
my deep~shit~split frames like my deep~dick~game ~ leave you bleeding if you wanna play orally/ :twisted:
spitta you another cat claiming to be the best dont need einstein to figure that/
but only way you ld spit "flames" is if i put enough "heat" to your "chest" like a "miami hardaway throwback"/

[J Frost]

you guys wastin bars with all these long bars...keep it short..

i spit game and dames with names not like lavern and shurley/
my deep~shit~split frames like my deep~dick~game ~ leave you bleeding if you wanna play orally/ :twisted:
spitta you another cat claiming to be the best dont need einstein to figure that/
but only way you ld spit "flames" is if i put enough "heat" to your "chest" like a "miami hardaway throwback"/

[J Frost]

you guys wastin bars with all these long bars...keep it short..

i spit game and dames with names not like lavern and shurley/
my deep~shit~split frames like my deep~dick~game ~ leave you bleeding if you wanna play orally/ :twisted:
spitta you another cat claiming to be the best dont need einstein to figure that/
but only way you ld spit "flames" is if i put enough "heat" to your "chest" like a "miami hardaway throwback"/

[J Frost]

you guys wastin bars with all these long bars...keep it short..

i spit game and dames with names not like lavern and shurley/
my deep~shit~split frames like my deep~dick~game ~ leave you bleeding if you wanna play orally/ :twisted:
spitta you another cat claiming to be the best dont need einstein to figure that/
but only way you ld spit "flames" is if i put enough "heat" to your "chest" like a "miami hardaway throwback"/

[J Frost]

you guys wastin bars with all these long bars...keep it short..

i spit game and dames with names not like lavern and shurley/
my deep~shit~split frames like my deep~dick~game ~ leave you bleeding if you wanna play orally/ :twisted:
spitta you another cat claiming to be the best dont need einstein to figure that/
but only way you ld spit "flames" is if i put enough "heat" to your "chest" like a "miami hardaway throwback"/

[T.C.]

Flame Spitta's bitch ass bout to get wrapped in a bandage
wit him in the middle, me n' MEZmerize make an emcee sandwich
force ya to swallow the hollow tips droppin' from the chamber
after I finish poppin' you, ain't stoppin' cuz I'm filled up wit anger
you couldn't spit hot verses if I set fire to ya words-kid
you could be a mummy an' I still wouldn't be affected by ya curses

[J Frost]

you guys wastin bars with all these long bars...keep it short..

i spit game and dames with names not like lavern and shurley/
my deep~shit~split frames like my deep~dick~game ~ leave you bleeding if you wanna play orally/ :twisted:
spitta you another cat claiming to be the best dont need einstein to figure that/
but only way you ld spit "flames" is if i put enough "heat" to your "chest" like a "miami hardaway throwback"/

[CB-Dave]

k what the fucks goin on, niggas been rhymin all day
but their rhymes aren't updatin - wonder if it's cos they're all gay
cmon frost nigga, you aren't rhyming jack
your limericks dude, they're just simply wack
that's all they are, simple four line cyphers
i graduated from them when i graduated from diapers
now come on fools - i thought this was straight dissin
but most of you lot aren't dissin but ass kissin
you wouldn't know dissin if it smacked u in the face
so niggas and niggettes get the fuck outa this place
you're all shit, you're all wack, you're all lame and you all suck
i'm gonna diss everyone - i just don't give a fuck
bring it on niggas, gimme all that you've got
cos my rhymes are tight verse and I ain't even giving my best shot...

[ReUsed]

I spit flames. I'll give you a piece of MIND, so you'll finially get BRAINS. I'll shut you down like a window till you feel Pane.(pain)
Your still lame no matter how many times I steal *flames like I cheat in *matches.
Beats and scratches in my songs makes you jealous of me. This guys gay He PM'ed me and said "He loves me"
You got no skill so you must be Lucky, Like a leprecahn. I spit better songs and you still key letter bomb.
Your scripts are not explosive so go sit on dirt. This f.ag reminds me of my grandma the way he Stitched on shirts.
I feel awkward when Spit follows me like stalkers. He has more run on passages then joggers.
He scores like goalies in soccer. I'm sorry to let you know that thats never like your chances of being a docter.

[chinesemcee]

so flame spitta u claim u spittin flames/
only reason is cuz u eat too much pussy mang/
and don't got too much skill for the amount u give brain/
so make sure ur behind the wheel before switchin lanes/
cuz i'm a virus that infects ur whole mainframe/
and giving u and ur brothers my same name/

[ReUsed]

I think that chinesemcee's the queen-of-rap. His Helmet's more intelligent than his thinkin-cap.
Your shit reminds me of stinking-crap. I'm thinking-that you need practice spitting-cat.
I'm sitting-back easily whipping-ass cuz this bitchin-F.ag could never be flippin-raps.
Pinchin-sacs like drug dealers except he pinches gays-n-fags. His nuts are dryer then raison-bags.
How do I know? He sent me pictures of his degrading-nads. Before hearing me you thought
Slim-shady's-bad? Shit I might bend-flames-abs in half till he no longer has a six-pac.
His shits-wack. He's poor cuz he gets-crack with-all-his-cash. But its not the drug its-balls-with-sacs.
Call-the-acts of being a f.ag the way-they-are. He plays-hard to get or maybe the gays-play-hard.
Okay,-spacebar is the only "RING"-of-thought. If you were a chain you would be the "LINK"-thats-off.

[J Frost]

what the hell is CB-Dave ~ i m a REUSE the bitch like an old ENGLISH MAID/
plug my feet into his head like a fresh new plugin from glade/
that way he could emit something remotely worth buying/
might as well REUSE lines for the two clowns from rocky and bullwinkle cause theres no point in in even trying/

[ reused ]

dog pull out the tampon before me you choose to spit/
i can smell blood for miles around espcially from a bitch/
you aint mediocre ~ lines not even ill enough to be reused/
you more pussy that oprah ~ your past time slash hobby needs to be rechoosed/

[ReUsed]

Yo Jack spits Like I smashed fist in my mouth till I got black lips. Now thats sick.
I'll 'drown' your 'flow' in my calories cuz im a fat chick. I think your mental but Im far past it. For instance. I'll give you my phone so u can have free minutes. Your speech limits
you to go beyond dreams. I'll tape your dick hole so you can't pee on me.
I'll jack ya frost then stab your c.ock cuz I hate narks like you that grab the cops.
I'll trap this dog like cops in da pen, I call them laughing stalks.(stocks) This f.ag in socks
Is grabbin cocks. I'll take ya record collection including 45's like i'm stashin glocks.

(45's old records)
(cops are known as pigs)

[...yOuNg jU...]

look dawgz, only 45's u seen was on jordans jersey when he came back...
ur game lacks... everythin dawg, ur rhymes aint 'dope', but i push 'caine n crack'...
got snubs that push ya brains back, i leave u strained cat, cuz ur lame n wack...
in laimens terms, i heard u lay-men, herb... i'll leave ya lay-in' unda turf, ur money dont grow like poppa smurf, n fuck it i might pop-a-smurf... or pop a nigga like u, come on fight-duke...
i'll 'frame u', not when the 'cannons flash' but they'll give u life-dude..
end up in jail n let a brolik nigga wife-u!!!

f a g....

[$uccess]

Go head & toss another line
B4 I go upside ya mind
blow ya wig like JFK
en dale I don't play//
how U still serving krills
when their fill's 4 diesel
son ya game's a bit feeble
I'm recruiting ya peoples//
I ain't here 2 mislead U
but the streets want ya off
by any means necessary
don't make me have 2 use force//

all love

[ODD JOB]

WHEN HELL IS FULL, THA DEAD WILL WALK THA EARTH
BUT I BEEN STOMPIN MY FUCKIN GROUNDS SINCE THA DAY OF MY BIRTH
YOU A HALF ASS RAPPER WITH A HALF ASS FLOW
KEEP YA FAGGOT ASS RYHMES AND CONTINUE TO BLOW
U A UNDERCOVER BITCH TRYIN TO POP LIKE U FLY
BUT YOU A PUSSY ASS RAPPER THIS AINT AMERICAN PIE

[Flame Spitta]

yeah everybody know u gotta odd job//
ya stay up on the corner, lick, slidin on corn-cobs//
dawg i'll make a series of movies to kill ya like harry-potter//
i'll laugh at each victim before every-slaughter//
gay bitch say's his name is odd job//
and all ya head do is bob-slob//
on anything u can get your lips-on//
i'll snatch away ya stomach and let ya see ya hip-gone//

[Vexation]

I beat this shit spitter
steped on his dreams
Come hither
Read betwen the scenes
My sick horror themes
Split the faggots up like seems

[Rocco Malice]

Vexation from the gay nation, better watch out i pull out gats no hesitation/
dont get the picture, then i draw for my uzi/
paint the scene red and the loss of blood will leave you woosy/
You aint got a flow what a shame, you lame/
Jus cos you got an x-box dont mean you got game/
I see punks like you all the time, your flows are all the same/

[ButtonUpBandit]

Rocco Malice dude wit a playboy sign// Boy I'll split ya wig wit Tecs and 9's //Nigga you dont have spit game// If I gave you gasoline and lighter you still couldn't spit flames// Woooooo that boy is sonice I suprise myself//Ima call you a broke toy cuz you just got shelfed//Please don't make a comeback//Cuz my flows will poke holes in ya and have ya intestines hangin out ya ass crack

[rapTure]

I'll have button up bandit blackened blued, and brain damaged
shot fifty style and dropped off in Kansas
Shady antics that won't stop at that
I'll kill your whole family mom, dad, dog, and cat
Marry your sister after she gets the life insurance change$
Go back a week later and piss on your grave

Tow up mutha phucka

[EnCredible]

This ain't heaven and you ain't coming back for the RAP-TURE/
i put bible scriptures in your brain, flip em' to your eyes and your mind while i watch them cap-ture/
I'm here to do away with the chat-ter,
with lyrics compared to yours that are phat-ter/

[GrandTheft]

"This ain't heaven and you ain't coming back for the RAP-TURE/
i put bible scriptures in your brain, flip em' to your eyes and your mind while i watch them cap-ture/
I'm here to do away with the chat-ter,
with lyrics compared to yours that are phat-ter/"


your style is weak, you aint gonna survive the 'steel-clapper'/
encredible, its enevitable..your raps gonna 'feel-damper'/
with slugs that'll peirce ya intestants for 'internal-bleeding'/
your a b*tch bouts to get beat up and leftd, 'externaly-bleeding'/
you aint up to par with lyrics, iam a freestyle 'assassins-wit-blades'/
ill give ya perminents scalps with blades that r 'slashin-wit-fades'/
your style in scientific notation is gravity' in some 'statements'/
cause you a fuck'n b*tch who skillz aint 'elevat'in'/
so stick to 'rank's like gay' police lines' at the station'/
you just been hit up with gun's in 2d, and i aint talkin bouts playstation'/

:2gunfire:

[Head-Psyche]

that kinda flow shouldn't be near any page/
forget prison, grandtheft should get you years in a cage/
i'm clearin the race being feared in a rage/
your a friggin magician who disappeared on the stage.

[kL!k4kL!k]

This ride is over like a dead bike, this kids wack, hows that for a 'head psyche'...haha
A judge-dred type, that leaves you red like pink without white...

:)

[Head-Psyche]

did you put the verse below mine to make me better?/
that crap made less 'cents' than shady records/
don't think i'm makin your name look bad or tainted/
quit complainin, look bad? you can't even say it/

[ZEROEXE]

Head-Psyche i,ll leave u with out a head
walking,lookin like a fuckin fashion manequin
u throwing footballs,but turning it 2 interceptions
u dumass,say a word and watch a shotti blow out your throat
have your flesh be eattin by rats and goats
nigga carry your ribcage as a severner and show it to your bitch
after her knees get tired when she eat and lick.lolz

[JY Phenom]

I slam it to newbies and raw vets
Look at Zero's location, I ain't know they had computers in projects

Against Phenom your raps got nothin
If only you used your skill as much as your caps lock button

[verbal]

ive gotta be hard when i bring it/cos all these bitches above me sounding like they sing it/so i grab the mic and swing it then fling it to the crowd/as they boot you out phenom cos wack mcs aint allowed/and this is just a taster for you pure lyricist haters/you should know my name by now i got kids buzzin like vibrators

[JY Phenom]

Verbal, now why you replyin whack
He's labeled not so newbie how big of a lie is that

Name anyone in the game, I've licked most
Sayin we know yur name, not really afta 6 posts

[verbal]

its ok i understand you dont know my name like alicia/but youve keyed it in already and the worrys causing alopecia/only 6 posts on this forum but dont let that confuse ya/you see i have a fuckin life dog, get off your computer!/im a newbie to these boards but aint a newbie to the microphone/youve probably never spat out loud unless your mother aint at home.....

[...yOuNg jU...]

fuck it check it, my 'VERBAL' skills be tighter than Thermals-kid...
Pussy, u 'spittin hair(here)' but nothin comes out, only fur-balls-bitch...
my 'lyrical venom'll-kill' like saying that 'JY-Phenom-is-ill'...
but still, my flows'll leave u in abyss(avis) so u 'rent-them-at-will'...
now i 'swallow 2 E's' so now this nigga 'Zerox' can 'copy-me'...
flowin till im knocked for 'grandtheft', the 'rapture' comes, or a 'flame spitta' bodies-me...
this nigga spelled his name wrong, that's why he's 'in-credible'...
fuck vexin shyt, i'll leave 'vex' in shyt, then i'll 'rock malice' cuz these 'pussys r edible'...
after i get 'head'(psyche) i'll 'button up bandit'...
imma go klik4klik wit them n leave these f.ags stranded!

[SiNiS]

JUJU
I move threw you like a light rain.. i hope you like pain cuz i'll rip a hole in ya like your mom in tight jeans/
I know you heard TUTU
i know you heard DUDU
but the truth is dude! there both true!
I slice your throat at home when i bolt through
left to rott like millldew and old food
every word could hold true for you and your whole crew
but you wouldn't come stong even if you text'd BOLD MOVE



rippin this victim wit exquisit linguistics
slittin his pyhsics when his optics witness obvious sickness
visit the sinis soltice and get melted like moltin with a quickness!
Fuck this kid like his mom did to get him,
on accident cuz I never pay attnetion!

haha


SINIS

[Pimp3Juice3]

Sinis, the shit you spit is wack//
cuz you lack//
tha skill it takes to earn tha stack, of green//
so step down before i start gettin crazy eatin at ya splean//
with ya blood flowin out in a stream//
fuckin ya bitch, hearin her scream//
callin mah name, freak bitch wantin a tag team//
yous an amature kid, get off this site//
you jus got killed, now walk into tha light//

[Flame Spitta]

callin ya self a pimp when you no such status//
my rhymes are like bombs you'll get blown off da atlas//
plenty of hoes but dat aint what the others done saw//
only person u pimpin is your boss and brother-and-law//

[Pimp3Juice3]

They call u flame spitta cuz ya breath is hot//
yungin get off mah jock, fo u meet the glock//
ya times up check tha clock, tick tock//
nigga get off that rock//
u jus got delt and these rhymes are bone stock//

[Crooked]

This fagetz name is pimpjuice, muss b a nelly wannabe..
Fuckin bitch probly fuckz kids to,cuz R Kelly's wat he wants-to-be..
We gonna meet the glock?well cmon n show us it..
We all know ya like 50cent said "w-an-kst-a" shit..
Ya might as well quit the cyph spit..cuz ya gettin more cut up then Ja Rule did..
So go ahead step away from ya computer..
You no pimp,even if ya had a girlfriend ya would Lose-Her..(Loser)

Hit me BaCkKKKK!!

[Pimp3Juice3]

this nikka aint stright he crooked//
give this crack head a rock and he'll cook-it//
rydin spitta's dick like they lovers//
lookin fo others, to join them under tha covers//
and fuck 50 he half assin it//
in this game he'll neva last in it//
jus like you he's gonna end up ina lyrical graveyard//
steppin ta me u gonna pay-hard//

[Cold Venom]

let me make dis short and sweet, dis pricks is a phony^^^^//
and deres soon to be an even bigger bitch below me//

[Pimp3Juice3]

phony is when you have mental capasity is 2 lines//
when cmk comes around ur crew hides//
like bitches you run like 50 cent snitches//
callin tha police with the first scent of violence//
and i'ma be the one to silence, all u bitches with my lyrical science//

[absolute]

What ya gonna silence wit Lyrical Science? Must be intergrated courses/
Sedated sores is what happens when ya mess wit tainted sources/
Remorseless I'll force this kid ta morsels if he don' Stop talkin' bout 50/
I garauntee I leave ya ta debri, simply proven to be a remedial emcee/

[Pimp3Juice3]

i'ma show no remorse for this bitch absolute//
he likes guys, its sad but true//
mothafucker getta clue, i thought u knew//
the effect u cause, fuckin wit me i leave ya body blue//
runnin u over wit my izuzu//
givin u a few boo boo's//

[absolute]

Only time you see me blue when you look up from aqua/
Water musta blurred vision, cause I'll eat you like a pirana/
Slaughta' ya and sere ya in this submersable sana/
Acapella I'll have you spinning lookin in panorama/
You in a bloody period like bitches menstral cycles/
Not versitile cause all you known to do is recycle/

[Kronik]

Fvk u^^^^^

[absolute]

Fvk u^^^^^

??????

[da manifest]

^ has problems pissin!

[undrgrndngga]

is this nigga serious...callin yourself ~da manifest~? all i see is a pussy, change ya name to ~a manwitbreasts~....//
only got ~1 post~, i'll burn u up like ~done toast~...step to me, i blast ya ass till all you see is ~gun smoke~//

[J Frost]

hahahaha this is toooo easy...

my bars a liquid acid ~ when it drys like cement it ferments releasing its tru elements/
but this guys "poor" infrastructure is as flacid to the point where even his name doesnt make cents [ sense ]/

[rapdog14]

in this forum we dont talk bout dog's tick//
but why you gotta talk bout sucking dad's dick//
if you talk to musicians like that,man they'll bit your ass//
kick your ass,make you eat grass,and then look at your pass//
you looked kind of different back then//
but now you look like a big ,fat, dirty, ass, hen//
my name is E-man you dont understand the pain i go throu//
just mess with me one more time and i'll fucking throw you//

E-man :mad:

[Pimp3Juice3]

this phony calles himself E-man//
similar to the effects of weeman//
jaggin off to cartoon clips of heeman//
and we-ban, lunatics like u from this hip hop site//
ya lyrics bite, i mean blow//
not tha shit caught in ur nose//
lookin like u jus saw a ghost//
froze in place waitin fo another post//...

[da manifest]

this trik rhymes like he just old-ten-years man---u ostentanious charlatan//
get ahold of your hormones(homos)---niggas been watchin to many gay promos----ull only lose---i aint nelly tats why ill let mah fo'-fo'-let-flow yah pimp juice//

[TrYp]

This man comin in the forum alone like losers who r *date-less
Jerkin off in a battle against me is the closest ud *cum* to *greatness*/

I will Surgically-Intoxicate any chances ud have of spittin well/
n i can wordically-moddificate my lyrical abilities written-like-hell/

this man gunna choke up on the mic like his b/f did on his d*ck/
His cum from his C*ock is the only thing u could use to make yuh rhymes stick/

[da manifest]

talk bout contradicting terms you goin bak on yo own words yo//
shit this manically depressed was da first ''gay'' to turn ''lesbo''//
seems like U didnt come alone...u brought yo whole crew of homophobes//
and also with it i see da 4 pairs of chests wiv them round globes//
this fool thinks his obsession wiv cum is a divine intervenetion//
since his father gave him extra attention and tuition in sex education...

[TrYp]

Yuh lines aint rhymin too much u aint at my *rhymal-pace*/
Its like im hunting all u emcees down n im 1st in this *primal-race*/

Dis-man-is-messed(da manifest) he couldnt tear it up in this thread even if i threw his rhymes some kleenex/
Commin at me with ur ugly bullshyt ima correct it like im a medical student learning how to treat defects/

Only sex education you can get is from beating man'cees *senseless*/
wanting to get gang-banged pretending y'all weak and *defenceless*/

[da manifest]

this trick tricked himself to thinkin he da shit//
he says he da trip....but he dunno ''y'' he look like fresh meat//(tr<Y>p)
should rename yerself as da realest ''playa'' homie//
coz u replayin them played out lines like janets nipple on tv//
i confuse mind by just writin a letta...so confusion seems confusing//
why u tryin to evn try?...da bombs set aint gon be no defusin......

[TrYp]

You could keep yuh rhymes tite even if u used Spandex
Destroyin everyone of ur verses cuz i no how to Expand text

Janets Nipple? boy you so played-out/
you rhyme so blindy u prolly couldnt even go *anyplace* in rap even if i gave a map with the *displayed-route/

Your a *tiny* little obstacle to over-*cum*/
bitch only had to use her pinky to wrap yuh c*ock to put it in her bum

The only thing TrYp can do is *confuse* u on marijiuana/
commin in at 80 degrees burnin yuh like my rhymes r hotta/

[G force]

tryp.... imma moon walk on ya as if my name was michael jackson
nah...cuz as a fact son... its u an manifest gettin all the kiddie action
what... did ya take a break from kiddie porn with enough time to hit submit
why don't you get off that.. 12 year old di.k lick cl!t ...yeah ill admit
fits thrown in rage slit necks from lyrics i spit.
you can be on this forum that forum face the truth your words are shit.
dream of dicks and ass... jerkin off so mom won't hear
don't let her see the faggot mag... don't let her tell your dad your que3r
dear how come your crying when errytim u come off the net...
mommy..... it appears i got cut up by all my peers so let
me cry upon your sholder let feelings smolder wake up feeling older
alienated like you got x filed by g force foxx and molder.......

[TrYp]

That rhyme flow was worse then *foot-soldiers*/
u look agrevated jus cuz without tryin my rhymes *input-boulders*/

The only G-force you could have if from a *G-spot*/
U couldnt pour on me wit spit even if u was a *tea-pot*/

Moon walk? if u michael jackson u must be raping *young-boys*/
Playin wit em so much in yur "dream-land" like u was *tungin-toys*/

see here G force im the only force to be "reckoned-with"/
Yuh text smellin all bad like u was A girl with her "second-quiff"/
Rhymes gunna punch yuh "nose" make it swell like u was a jewish on hanukah gettin his "seventh"gift"/

[Cold Venom]

ill step on your verse as much as i step on the ~floor~/
venom spits errors in ur "words" bill gates cant even ~cure~/

i lyrically ~slit~ your rhymes, and den force ur neck to ~split~/
see, my rhymes r more scarier then ur moms middle ~tit~/

bitch u wack as your sig, u cant elevate to ~fame~/
only thing more humiliating then ur style is ur user ~name~/

[NYCE]

what tha fu** you talking bout, even if your flow writtin/
ill shit on it then leave it wit tha smell of cold piss -n-/
ill make his nicca go get um/
spitt HOT ACID and leave it there till it turn to COLD VENOM/

you anit hard, you talk shit just to make yall believe um/
tha only cold/ is ya flows/ and tha way you release um/
i got everything you want and you needing/
i should wirte in red ink to represnet when i shoot and you bleeding/

[TrYp]

You say u spit Venom? then how come u aint *cartoonized*/
Ill get at yuh big time rite in yah face like this*harpoon-flies*/

You talk alot about coldness but yuh wordplay should be renamed *Cold-play*/
Cuz its so soft and touchy n yuh lyrics so weak they couldnt even *roll-clay*/

Rhymes sharp like needles and they leave yuh *hospitalized*/
Stabbin yuh directly in the pupil leavin u *opticalized*/

[illogikaal]

yo u shud break ya shit down to decimals ya lines have too many syllables
my physical grill still drills you to beatin ja at downin pills
ur just a run of the mill ull never lose ya flower like a daisy
did u leave ya skills up in the dictionary or are u just that crazy
before i posted this i didnt even catch ya alius
cuz u gayer than a fake priest up in a navy sub

[BLizz Holla]

Yo, I'm new but u a wack ass stranger.
I'ma take u outta rotation like my 5 cd disc changer.
Dat shit u B talkin, dats a bunch of bull fables.
I bak shit up cuz i got mo balls than ya uncle's pool table.
But yo i guess i'm new but i juss kicked ya tushy.
N i don't like vagina but i juss ate u............pussy.

[Illtacticts]

imma leave ya ass holy like you just got blessed in church,and turn ya black tee into checker board shirt/
you are what you eat pussy you might aswell be wearing a skirt/
one bar and youll be damaged and badly hurt,lyrical slaughter they already made you a whole in the dirt/
im the dawn and im back at it,with tactics iller than a baby born with cancer bastards

[chinesemcee]

i kill-bastards like illtactics, quicker than i fill-caskets,
u've passed-this point of no return till u'll feel doG backwards,
sacrcastic half-mannered hazards'll lay waste to ur status,
this half ass verse is cursed as the worst under the archives of my raplist/

oh yeaaa lmfao

[Cash]

This nigga above me got no room to speak
cause the rhymes he spit is just as weak
and if he keep talkin greasy he'll get layed down wuick
cause i'll stab him with one of those claws on his pic
in the wack raplist chinesemcee probably lay on top
the only fire he got is when he talk cause his breath be hot...

[buckshot]

i leave this bitch cash..strapped...ure ass is wack, u fuckin with phat cats,
i diss u over ure wack trax...
wax..vinyls...u cant pursue the attacks...cuz i close ure eyelids..
where did u get that silly name, u cant live up to....
if was u too dude, i would give up too...
u mind is as fucked up as that shit, on ure sig...
wen i config, rhymez u cant act big, ya shitz weak...

[Thug-a-naw-mix]

Bitch you talk alot of shit for being a Buck/
I got a 4 by 4 and runnin your DEER ass over wit my truck/
You should Be a 'DRAKE' and 'DUCK' cause being an Antelope your Gettin Fucked/
Cause only shots you Buck are the Ones the Convicts Pop in your BUTT!/
And your Dissin CAsh when you Only Got a DOLLA?! I got enough Room to Hunt and stuff you in my Impala/(Buck = one Dollar)
But I'm a Scholar, I teach G's how to be O G's and your wearin Daisy Dukes and spittin Wack Frees/
ACtually its worse cause They're 'KEYS', I spit Wicked Rap 'SHEETS' to MAKE you 'BUCK TEETHED'/
fix your Grill Before you post Hale berry as your AV/
Cause I'll Scrape your ass and leave you at the Corner of 'Got Scraped AVE'!/
Now that Street is a 'VENUE' Da hood knows what your 'Into' Cause Mutilation was on the 'MeNU'!/
You can't handle a Single BAR that This A-RAB sends 'YOU'!

don't try it...

`Out

[buckshot]

word...a bitch called "thug-a-naw-mix"
u bout to get ure ass kicked...into misfits...
u shulda known when i spit...i make u do splits...
u aint a thug...u a bug...i get in ya like a drug....
Fuck....i diss u and ure whole crew of masturbators.....
u couldnt step to me if u had escalators......
sssshit.....even if i was a door knob u couldnt handle me...
those dreams u had of battlin me...are jus fantasy....
the only thuggin u be doin'...is stealin ma lyrics..
feelin ma visits....havin to be dealin with spirits....
oh shit....u gonna have to deal with this wizard....