yo people come on and do exactly as buzz does,

Start off slick and lose punches quicker than u pick up slaps,
losen up those slacks, I think their gettin to tight,
and quit flappin ur words before they up and take flight,
how many rhimes can you fit in a line?
this dude sounds like a five year old but without the time,
his raps are more like the "fat cat sat on a mat with his rat fur hat"
yo come on people, give this mans back a pat,
he tried, and with true style, he lied,
sayin no1 can step to him, funny i thought he said "no 1 had slept with him"
sorry, yo, i should'a kept that shit in,
oh well, its out now and I apologised,
lets see what the next dude has to en-analyse,
actin like im the fucker who he dispise,
well i'll grit my teath, ignore the verbals, close my eyes,
laugh out loud at what the next fucker tries...

hey remember me, i played you alittle while ago/
my level of rhymin, well, you gotta little while to go/
my skills are unmatched, like two niggas dna/
since when you pull triggers nigga thatll be the day/
you ride around with your friends act tough and wild out/
but in a fight your face is open like a hungry childs mouth/
you say your eyes are red cause you high, so nigga why they swollen?/
you had your poker face on before so nigga why you foldin/
cause you soft like the lining on your old leather jacket/
you ride with your bb gun when you was told never to pack it/
but now i pull your card like a magician at the circus/
you talk shit and act big but really you have no purpose/
no reason for being so why should i let you live/
and if it came down to the hands i bet you'd give/
cause your not the man you claim to be nope not even half/
so ill leave two shots in your thigh and 1 in your calf/
you slow grind like a raggae tape but nigga you only half black/
but even in the club if i gave you the thunder you wouldnt clap :shoot:

so you think your it/but whem your ryhmin all i hear is a bunch of sh*t/boy get off the website you sound too white/for you i think the lightz alittle to bright/cause all you do is sit there and write/alwayz thinkin your way is right/your not a leader you jus' follow/it makes me wonder if you spit or swallow/aleast albi admits she's gay/so go home cry to your mamma see if i care/so now that i took my time to share/you can breathe i didn't cut off your d*mn air/ so mr. branson you think you won/oh god watch out he's goin to get a gun/sure whatever he can't shoot me so he shot himself/so i started crack-up laughin to myself/then he's family blame it on me/i'll look at them and say what i'm jus' 13/it not my fault he's mommy don't care about him/she might even thank me/maybe we both can agree/that your jus' not an emcee/so get off the web a be saved for the debris

Yo, KKBug who you think u rappin bout?
Branson or CHEDDERBOB from 8MILE,
Rappin bout shootin himself - cracked me a little smile,
And Yo damn, rappin bout me bein gay,
well thanks for the comment, but you got it wrong dawg,
c, im bisexual, meaning im highly sexual,
this rappin is easy when its textual,
I guess its slightly more for the intelectual,
I guess what I mean to say is BUG's rhymes are far from impeccable,
Infact their easily wreckable,

here, here, watch this...

*chough, ahem*

I'm KKBUG, and i get bugged by rappers that rap to white,
when in real life, im rap so white i gone pop,
like britney spears except my lips are pussy tight,
I rap about myself at the top, cus the only way is up, right?

^^^^his rhymes resemble a bounced check so dat's not excepted
dis bitch's rhymes are coming up later than AL-I-BI's due on credit
York is my favorite kind candy dat's packed sweet with no doubts
my tounge is burning from da shit I'm spitting is Listerine in mouth
I'll give guns in PM's to see how many lines Albi can spit to steal
he should change his name to jelly donuts cause his rap is all filled

you suck, you just suck i can't really diss you
cause your raps speak for them self dude
all you do is throw inefective punches
you got a good tutorial here on their misuse

dren i agree completely but i still gotta get at you/
your harsh words'll get your body permenantly stiffened up like a statue/
im a rap battle veteran/
reminiscent on a nas lyric "yall already know who im better then"/
his name is dren he's the rap games bill atley/
bill who??........ exactly/
your a nobody go to bed get a new pen and pad/
cause for lack of a better word all your other shit is bad/
how bout trash, sanitation, anything but good/
you try so hard to rap, so now you think you hood?/
stick to the suburbs, join a boy band or something/
and tell your crew to keep quiet, cause ill kill your man for nothing/
you wonder why im so angry, we never met a day in your life/
cause i had to pay for an abortion, cause i spent a day in your wife/
i could keep going but what for life is over/
and i bet youll post some bullshit well before the night is over

you suck, 'bug' sucks, 'ak-mixa' sucks dick//
you fuck, dead ducks, this wack above me cant speak//
yet alone spell wrong, 4 lines thats just poor//
he's been here for almost 2 years, someone give him a tour//
its 'ineffective' retard, try to spell right before you think your tight//
actually, try to rhyme instead cuz your punchlines dont bite//
sayin you rape someone in your signature AINT a plus//
you put up a fuss tryin hard to join in wid us//
you thought there was only 2 chapters in the bible named 'genesis' and 'exodus'//
your attempting the impossible, it's like flyin pony//
where the fuck were you in 2 years, your a fuckin fony//

edit: directed to 'dren'

Young, ya call yaself untitled cause you forever remain nameless-
Not one text battle I've seen of your, you must be shameless-
You textin wack ass shit, use ya head, you cant you brainless-
Dumb niggihz cant think, oops my bad, I forgot you that same bitch-
That wont test me like you scared you got aids-
I'm positive that you wont dare cause you afraid-
You know you cant spit thats why you stay in the cypher-
Another niggih lost to the game, I take out my lighter-
2pac and Big was the best, untill the rest of the emcees like me in the game-
then come sorry foolish kats like you fuckin up the fame-
Cause we gotta sit here and post after these comic strips-
But intentionally my intentions is to make ya stomach flip-

Holla back in a battle, stop all this damn free postin in here, cause yall cant spit, QUIT!

biatch, whatthe fuck are you blabbin bout now//
how you think cypher aint it and front lines the style//
speak for yourself, you should check yourself 'thoroughly'//
what has your lighter gotta do with a nigga?, (another wack that rhymes randomly)//
ask yourself this question, can you really be that tight?//
bath yourself in tan-lotion, you must be fuckin white//
thug wannabees, just talk shit bout poppn caps on a nigga//
im the revolver, your the cranium, i'll repeatedly pull the trigga//
see i dont need words like 'wack' 'dope' 'fame' and 'game'//
if i did use the 'same' 'names' 'frame' after 'frame' you'll soon get 'maimed'//
vocab alert, this guy needs it soo bad//
worse than a crackhead tryin to steal bread from the triad//
like you said, your a fuckin noob and always will till you die//
tryin endlessly to win a battle cuz he thinks battles are fly//
dude its only text, you can edit your vocabulary//
try and battle me face to face with the mic between us//
choke you would, cuz mr michael jackson here's gonna cry to his mommy//

enough of the shit spitn 'real thorough', seriously you need to practice . i aint pickn no enemies, but you need improvn. so do i but thats not the point.lol

peace

hold up hold up this guy dont have a name well 'mr. untitled' get ready to taste the pain-
the beat starts your heart clots you choke,your such a fkkin joke i dont even know where to start on tearin your ass apart with my rhymes-line after line of the same shit,the main shit u cant tame this. Part one is here and two is comin if i see your ass u better gettin runnin like the gangsta you claim to be who faild to see what the fuck hes what hes got comin-
this rhyme could be endless but im runnin outta time just enough space for one last line-nigga i want your diss right under this rhyme...peace

reign on you? i`ll shit on you look herb i`ll buss your ass
you aint fucking around with glocks , this is murderous mask.
hilarious laugth , when i`m battling a newbie with small posts
fuck how do you explain beating me , huh do i have to boast?

yo yo yeah,

tha type of nikka that a smack u wit tha shoutie//

when it come to killin u dudes it reverse,though tha a bobybag inside ur body//

yall dudes got wax on, butima wax u off like im mr.meigie//

murda catz wit sublimenal hit 2 da face//

smooth criminal, no trace//

blowup ur concert, and everyone in ur home state//

im a that reason tha flamethrower was invited//

cause, catz can't get in advantage,//

when i spit//wether a clip//or in bars of 1-6

let know niccaz and hoes can get broke like twigsz// u stuip fuccaz


GAMEOVER

haha this dude had to go use the yo yo yeah
it's aparant ya flow's shit like skids in underwear
go head and stare at these lines you wish you wrote
your style's plain broke not even worthy of a joke

(dissing lyrical03, i wrote a while ago, and posted too late)

gameover? what kinda game do u play chump?
ur style is basic like mario back in the day "binnnnng, *1Up*"
and what's a shoutie? is that some kind of small shotgun?
smack ME with it and get a duce barrel aimed for ur toungue,
that 2pac pic is a disgrace, just how u measure to him with those line?
STUCK! i'll blow ur brains to ur mouth and have u speakin ur mind...

your 10 bars sucked, where's ur skill at homie?
i dish it out to u, and F*** the fool below me.