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Yo, this clown is being fooled, had to use a beat to flow If I ever battled him in Audio, he probably won't show You talk too much shit, callin' this kid a bitch Can't believe that you're the son of one, who belongs in a fucked up ditch Fuckin' snitch, I'll spray you and your clique together.. and If you ever mention my name again, you won't appear for next season's weather Fo sho'... bitch. |
once again tha above concept escapes this nigga^^^
you dumb or slow, im askin you cuz shit i dunno know// you kid just like sayd, wit dat underage flow// bitch you aint real you just bout as gangsta as flo joe// you frum london trick wut tha fuck you know// please dont talk before you get layd down// have you hit up wit ya own currency 185 pounds// you gotta problem? |
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What d'you know about me yea I'm from the U K I just can't believe ya on my dick so much I could even call you gay You must be some overrated cat, tryna absorb some wordplay San Jose or San Hozay what might be funnier is your fuckin' surname My currency owns you, what the fuck is 50 cents 50 pence would buy your soul dude does that make an sense? Now back 2 tha future, when you ain't even lived your past I'll take away your time machine and send you back to ya momma's ass! Bitch nigga... what do you know. |
what i know bout u, u a bitch to me/
spit shit,get lit, like a christmas tree/ and i know u not as gangsta as you wished to be/ no clue's so to u its a mystery/ and u got a lotta heart until da fifth spark em/ now they can find u at da mart on da nearest mik carton/ |
Yeah I'll brighten up like a christmas tree and burst my bulbs into ya eye
Make sure you go blind and die, shit, it'll be surprising if you made it alive Cuz' you weak like eggshells, I'll crack ya dome in one blow Now what d'you really know about me, I'm killin' you with one flow Fo' sho' get out the door cuz' you don't belong in battling I'll send ya back when you was young, right when you had that toy rattling Cuz' you whack. |
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Nigga u betta equip a camera to ya grill so u cood watch ya mouf... Keeptalkin shyt n itz gonn b more den blood datz gonn b droppin out... Listen u need to go fish, bum bitch, dumb shyt ... Fuckin fake ass u get gunned quick in Gunzwick... Ma brain alwayz workz i got a plan up there... This bitch couldn't step up if he ran up stairs... I hand out pairs, that electricute like jail chairs... |
you look like a fool...
you swim in a pool...and i go to school... but kids dont rule... this is so cool... lethal wepaon rides on spul... to him thats a rule... this is so great its gona get nominated... nah this was a joke bitch...jus like the 80's movie you too are overrated... |
niggaz gay he sees a dick i betchu hes washing em.....
u got silver?...yea da hair on ya head like george washington... got sum advice...u wont get no where in life...if u ask fo ya votes.... quit da yappin n actin cuz i'll be strappin n ''4 slugs" will be ya quotes.... cuz ya throat will be da target fo ery street thug in da world.... n yo ass is gon be maad because ery nigga iz fuckin ya girl.... dont hate n dont ASK peeps fo shit like u normaly do.... its a rainin corny shit, shut up before da wack storm will be you.... trust me wit out askin fo votes u cant beat me ya dig?.... cuz ur animated like da mafia memba in ya sig....~!i1i!~ |
you couldn't get the bitch in ya avatar
evan if you had tah nicess car ive see six year old boys go just as far da magician haha you could pull rabbit out ya hat why you step up fool why you fortine like that you now you could win ya wit ya rhymes not evan if you gave tha judje tha shinnyest dimes |
yo lethal weapon bitch, dont cha love it when u piss someone off so much with a lil verse they gotta go 2 tha trouble of ritin a reply haha
proves im on point nigga...... :thefinger yo check it out, AK is about 2 say sumthin bout a fat ass nigga named biggie whos poppin nuthin but weight gain pills, cakes n kilogram pork yo when he eats he eats slobby, he dont even use a fork went 2 tha all u can eat buffay... n ate more when he went in he was 300 pound, now hes over 4 tha manager kicked him out, said we dont git played fuck off n take yo !FAT ASS! bak 2 jenny craig who are you to say he cant git tha bitch in the pic even if you got her, she wouldnt be able 2 find ya dick in yo rolls, you got more then then a fuken bakin house so forget about dissin peep, BITCH just shit yo mouth |
Yo, Ak, i seen that same post, played shit check what this lame wrote..
this dude acts black, but no nigga i know would drop a jenny craig joke.. yeahhh one liners.. one |
the fuck? u lost me
look at this kid tryina be hard n fuck with me in tha cypher i just want chu 2 no that i wasnt feelin ya one liner ignorant ass, look at tha rules next time u come here '6 lines minimum' u rite two cuz ya cant compare one man bitch, talkin bout chu don no niggas thats cuz we don like u, you couldnt count ya friends wit 2 fingas plus u git all upset when im talkin bout jenny craig yo fat ass has bin top customa since tha first grade so talk all you want, n when u finished, let me no so i can take out my ear plugs, n put cho ass on tha flo |
Yo I ain't tryin' to diss you, I'm just followin' the thread
You first started off good now it seems you got nuthin' left In your head embedded to the next pillow by your bed When you get murdered you live again, in an underworld fulla red Instead of goin' up easy now to say goodbye to ya death Cuz' the last thing you'll breathe is the last gasp of ya breath You get shot with your own AK even tho it's fake Ok, we'll wait, for my next drive-by you'll be losing your name With my fuckin' desert eagle... make sure to lose your fate. |
JnX is right, but he's also garbage/
He had nothing to bite off of, it left me starving/ I'll leave these kids battling wit bitterness/ like MC AK promotin his 2 to 4 lost to miss. Lyriciss/ I comence hatred in a cypher full of ants/ Put niggaz into body casts just to keep from brakin up ther onemanbands/ destroy the industry, leave U garbage like Dead Prez/ Biggies dead, and U about to follow in his footsteps/ and leathal weapons jam up, the clip is useless/ Upper cut niggaz thru celiens like MK, cuz Im roofless/ Kill niggaz in a sci fi matter, like Dr. Octogon/ I'll leave advertisin mugshots like this nigga Don/ and da magician has 7 lossess in his picture wallet/ niggaz searched his house to find em, but forgot to check the closet/ incase U aint realized this one is for every one above me in this thread. Its better then dissin one person at a time. No Beef, Just words. |
Why the fuck d'you gotta freepost, I meant the reply under me
Shit, nunna that made any sense, was they supposed to thunder me? Hell no I guessed you didn't follow the rules Diss the emcee above you, not diss everybody too See you just lack the sense of understandin' things which aren't so hard to learn You're eyedentdy has expired dawg , stamped "whack emcee", next turn... And how d'you even know if I've listened to Biggie Lemme teach you somethin' I'm on 56k, guess I'm not a quickie But I'm fast to murder you, just one clap and your gone And even if I battled you in ballerina, it just takes one tap and your done One!... bitch. |
All i hear is this nigga bitchin n moanin
When hes gone i got his girl groanin You shoulda neva tried to rap Jonix Ur rhymes wouldnt b good...even 2 hooked on phonics You on 56k... nigga lets get real Livin in the past...like u fell behind on a banana peel You aint killed shit n u know it Trust me ur not a rapper ur a poet |
dis nigga dont deserve a mic, his structs2crazy/
he even bit his signature, damn, now thats too lazy/ I'll split Ur wig just to give U an ill fade/ keep were U from a secret, or I'll be headin down to Ill State/ make U put Up for "sale sighns" and change Ur realestate/ while I beat on Ur chest like a gorilla protecting rap from danger/ niggaz grow out of Ur style like whatchin Power Rangers/ I'll make U get emotional, like this nigga JnX/ make U come out to the battle feild wit nail file while wearin hot pink/ |
I see this nigga in Post talkin bout someone bit//
He say he can rap but he aint about shit// Shawty, Listen talk to a real hood nigga// You in fuckin F.L.A. punk Check ya Figure// EyeDentdy Proof, How bout eyedentdy Theft// cuz after this shit,I'll ask where you are, they'll say damn he left// are you scared cuz my flow is sick// or are you mad cuz you stay riding Gambino's dick// Shout out to Bino cuz that nigga is crazy// But mothafucka you owe me a battle, and it's time to pay me// but back to the mothafuckin matter at hand// You a lil Pussy bitch you ain't even a man// you's a fake while ya avaitar says warning// as i bust off in ya "eye" and have the nerve to say goodmorning// I know this shit is simple and damn i've jumped around// but for 2 reasons, to confuse ya ass and to shut ya punk ass down// now go back to other shit even rep up ya crew// but remember one thing you stupid lil bitch you ain't had pussy since pussy had you!// |
Even once more to Flatter you I'll diss myself//
I'm probably poor as shit, and fuckin welfare is wealth// I hail from philly but now i'm in some country shit// all i smell is stocks of corn, and farmers playin wit cow shit// why you livin it up like fuckin Ja Rule// and just to let you know cuz i will not lose!// I quote Jay-Z aka Young Hov// And you stupid as hell if you did not know// I don't give a fuck about ya Life or if you think that i'm gay// i just dissed the hell outta you and by the way// that's my lil way of greeting you and me saying hey!// |
this nigga ^ fills up space like gas tanks, he dont know about my dominance/
wit a record worst than mine, damn, I'll take that as a compliment/ battalion 4 life cuz nobody else wants u/ U probably ballaid park they car onece, now U think U got attitude/ U off da hezzy, good, cuz to battle me U must not have ate Ur "Weeties"/ cuz Im a "serial" killa that'll brake Ur whole body up quicker than the BeeGees/ I'll have ur ship crashin like a bomb while U screamin,"mayday mayday." fuck it, I might as well move into this forum like I was MC AK/ and dont know too much about the rap game/ thats why U spend half Ur RB paycheck on trying to cover up Ur name/ |
RB pay cheques, lol, was that ment 2 be a joke?
this is a forum, not tha rap game, your careers a fuken hoax its time for you 2 learn an important lesson called 'real life' on forums, you cant git shot, punched or stabbed with a fuken knife thats tha only reason u got tha balls 2 diss a nigga like me you bitch shit, so it forced u 2 create a whole new identdy on tha innernet, but ayo, for real nigga, no beef im simply tryin 2 giv u advice so u dont git knocked in tha teeth when u try 2 bring ya bullshit, back 2 tha street........... ayo, dont be mentionin my name when u dissin other peeps. |
Yo, maybe you and me might be on the same team
Against these whack text-cees who think they got eyedentdy (identity) To diss these rappers who state on a higher level But dawg I'm still tellin' you, that fake AK ain't earnin' you a medal So settle, and listen, or you get sprayed with a real AK You be screamin' maedae when you feel the burnin' sensa- tion you be wishin' you could grab a real glock And cock it for the first time before you see me hustle at the block Knock Knock, fuck off. |
look i don no if u noticed this, but cho personals is flawed
this guys rappin old shit, i dumped tha fake AK i had before i admit, its shame, but how can i help that i dont got a cam if i did id show u an arsonal so big ud think i was from bak in nam mu fucka, you want real glocks? bring yo ass round here bullets wizz past yo ass so many times ull loose yo hair talk about hustlin in london, kid, ill make u a cup of tea so we can sit down n chat about yo SHIT attempt at dissin me shit im bored. |
Chyea I may be new to this text-cee shit, but I just believe in sumthin'
You actually thought I hustled man my words don't mean nuthin' When it comes to real beef, I'll cook you up in a few seconds No gats no bullets two fists and an angry rage that you'll reckon This cat ain't soft, his heart has already turned cold Bout' to murder another faggot who been told and been scold I ain't wunna dem English boys so please don't get things wrong Don't take me for who I am, I'll explain myself in my own songs ...blah. |
what tah fuck is jonix
he porbally took rap eboniques didn't know shit about this befor and now this motha fucka think he hard core but he aint nuttin to holla at and his bitch prolly wont le him call her that you weres tha panty of tha relation ship now his flows ne a creation tip |
First of all bitch, you should learn how to type
And get your flow right, seems you been missin' a few words, right? See guys this herb is what we need to kill in a cypher battle A bitch-nigga like that other sucka who need to play a beat to rap to Biggie XL, I know you on B I G's dick I'll stretch your whole body out quick and make you subscribe to that XXL mag flick I'm sick and you know it, you just freepostin' to raise ya Rapper's money At least I got a honey to love whilst you got a mommy to f*ck funny Dummy you whack and you'll stay whack cuz' you can never rap Your talk is cheap and crap don't know how to act you will always be like that Suckaaaaaaaa |
I'll leave U wit a life full of drama like U do Ur "rapper"/
Iv gotta factory of pain for these fugde packers/ I got niggaz beefin on me in a talentless cypher/ Im battlin to the death, while U battle till U shit Ur daipers/ Underaged niggaz who aint never seen guns befor/ Im like the Avon lady, the way I be knockin wit glocks on Ur front door/ got U hoers fillin out divorce papers just to get on my dick legally/ U may as well go home an mastabait, cuz aint no way U beeting me/ no beef, its a cypher, Im just tryin to elivate.... |
U might not beef wit him, but im beefin wit u/
An u bes listen up cause every thing i spit is true/ Even Ma huns got guns, u dont believa me ill put a couple bullets through ya lungs/ An u aint foolin no body, i no yo identity/ U a fake ass rapper tryin to make friends on a cypher/ AN 4 THA NEXT PUNK, I ALRADY KNOW U A CHUMP/ ey, yo pece out i gotta take a dump/ |
I can't believe this herb has came back to attack me again
He still has no proof of eyedentidy he still livin' at the age of ten So you say if I masturbate, that will get me the win How could you get involved in man's business when you live in a bin You trailer park trash don't even dare step up to me The only way you can elevate is by going up from defeat But you won't ever make it to heaven, cos' you're already a sin What more from livin' in a bin with a pc, guess the rich will only get the win You as poor as your rapper, stayin' at a ghetto When I be rollin' through the hood and see you, I won't forget to hello blah, I suck. |
^That was to Eyedentdy
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You silly fool you came too quick before I could even reply Quit pretendin' to act like you boss, I'll make a statement you can't deny Cuz' your rhymes ain't even rhymes, I see no scheme in that The only reason why you joined to this board was to learn how to rap But you crap as you already are, I'll steal your huns when you got none Why they carryin' guns for, to protect them from their cunt? See you the real chump, next to get locked up in the trunk Then dump your punk ass in the river, can't believe you've got done// |
this nigga lives in this cypher, wtf, I dont feel like freepostin so I'll spit somthin on em. this my last one on Jonix, net beef is stupid, so if U want spit one more back and den just let the next nigga get in, U dont have to rule this cypher to get known.
I'll blast U out in plain sight while in the crack of day light/ half of the niggaz in ur crew couldnt even get Ur name right/ U ride madd dicks, even Ur parents blame cide'/ (genicide) My punches make U uncomfterble like clostrophobic train rides/ Ur punches swing and miss like U aim blind/ got Ur girl followin me on tour, but that jit just aint Mine!/ |
haha, it's just that I wanna reply to anyone, talk shit about them. by first cypher you know? so i'm just tryin' to elevate and keep on elevatin'...
Once I rise to the occasion you better prepare yourself When you kinda make me feel that your only battlin' for wealth You weak and whack, I'ma make sure you take everything back Or the last thing you'll witness is bein' suffocated with your own throw back Now whats the sense in that, this herb talks so much bullshit Sayin' that my girl tours wit him, but she don't ride small dicks What you on about, lying how niggaz don't get my name right Shit I'ma soldier, I don't need a crew to protect myself at night See I roll by myself, no guns but two fists Wit ha cold heart and shit, pick up the mic we'll start on some new shit If this your last one, then nice run. Probably see you on the board somewhere, peace! |
ima rip you, quit wit cha immiture flo, just so u know
your raps is mo stretched then tha pussy of a $2 hoe battlin fo wealth? jonix... your an embarrasment ..tha product of long hard knowledge displacement ill lyrically lock you in tha basement, 2 much time spent dissin shitty newbs like yoself, u stuck wit verbal harrassment im bout 2 end yo clean bill of health bitch, like a ninja AKs gon get at cha wit stealth, n kill you wit my pinky finga u aint a rap singa, naw fuck, not even close weak tolorance 2 battles, ima kill you with half a dose of ill shit, sayin that chu dont need a crew so what the fuck are you... doin in 'AOD' fool??????????? n im out.......... |
Yeah so rip me up, you wouldn't even dare to touch me
Watch me add insult to injury, I see you joined Triple D Stop switchin' crews, you a faggot wannabe rapper You can never pick and spit on the mic, including the generations after I'm left in laughter as I destroy your whole domination This ain't no competition, after I win you'll stop dissin' End your career with verbal assault, before it even started You could even drop the keyboard now, and give up cuz' your retarded What dyou know about ninja's, I'm as silent at night I'm like The Last Samurai, gonna kill you during daylight I'm steal your hoes and bitches before you could even stick em' And give them back to you after they've been fucked, I know you'd be happy to lick em' You weak herb... |
i polish you poeticlly you rap has no energy battalion is your enemy
black is what you'd like to be you can not take the life from me even on a killing spree so i challenge you to battle me/ bitch i got the force ta pounce afterr i smoke half an ounce. the winner has just been annnounced |
Lil renegade, u aint gotta play, every body knows that u aint neva comited a felonay, talkin bout ya smokes on a cypher aint that cool, battle me an ill take ya ass back to school.....
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This nigga must not b able to read, n hes talkin bout goin 2 to school
Off his weak ass rhyme i feed, my hunger makes my mouth start 2 drool He wishes he was smokin weed, hes such a pussy he says thats not cool This boys name Joval whos bout 2 get "8", he called some trick skipper Thats y she walked out da date, Hi im Jack the ripper Not gonna stop tearin him 2 shreds, now who wants to ride the woodchipper Cuz i aint cuttin off no heads... |
your a fucking moron who cant rhyme
i shouldnt even take the time to kill you, so clearly outskill you you fucking suck dude |
gunit ur just a wannabe emcee,
i saw u freepostin 2 get into the tag tournee, u couldnt rhyme if u were tryin 2 save ur life, Just sit back for i cause u such much strife, u wishin u were fifty, but ur rhymes are as weak as swifty, If u wanna battle set it up cuz ill kill u |
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