^^^I CANT DISS THAT DOPE VERSE BUT ILL TRY..
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u are shit...u smelll like someones dick when u spit..
i am it...ur de-elevating like fallin in a pit..
i am dope...u got no hope..
ur hanging and im gon cut ur rope...
i have skill..u dont!!!!

izzle lmao

Let me take a guess now you say your tha "shit"?
Hold up lemme write it down as a judical writ//
And you say you got skill
dawg ya must be mentally ill//
Now imma be tha one that'll be hopin u aint gropin ya own ma'
instead you'll be mopin' her boo-tah//
Now I'm through with you,
that is only a little of what I can do
now ima make ya get on ya knees and say thank you//

K Dubb Sux, Let Him Think That He's Hard -
Then Leave Him Scarred Off Of Sunset Boulevard -
Fuckin Retard.. You Think That Shit Was Worth The Post? -
Merked The Ghost, Soaked And Demote His Oath -
Hoaxed N' Broke.. Actin Like Hes Got Class -
Fag, Take The 32 Posts And Shuve Em' Up Ure Ass -

Calda's Punches Are Like Walking On Gasoline,Your Hits A Trip-
If Battling,U Could Be A Waist And I'll Still Doubt If You're Hip-
Tricks And Flips, Don't Mean U Flip The Script-
On Stage You're Probably Wack,So Instead Stick To Scripts-
I Got Pricks To Rip,Forget Mod I'd Probably Hop To Executive-
I Could Defeat U So Bad Your Winning Record Would Drop To Negatives-


Peace

I'll tell you one thing Killjoy,
right after I let my son play with you like a little toy//
First things first, learn ta' rhyme with a different line each time,
or else you will stay unsigned and drop behind in tha mind//
Before I tell ya another thing
Imma flash ya with my bling bling diamond ring
and knock on ya head and wait for a sting//
Just to let you know, Calda Merda hasn't won a match
so unless you can repatch that, imma make ya grab my snatch.//

i neva new 'crack' lyrical 'retardeness' was in 'existence'..
Your 'wack' rhymes are 'harmless' but atleast you got 'persistence'...
Your 'defence' has been depleted an your open to 'contamination'....
'Hence' the 'explanation' of the 'inflamation' you'll be 'facin' afta my ruthless 'interegation'.....
You reading in 'amzement' has left you 'complacent' with me standing 'adjacent'......
Makin sure im the last nigga you 'playa hatin' while i beat you to death in granma's little 'basement'.......

Fuck those big words that your usin, for an uneducated nigga like me it got me in a state of confusion, after all that wack shit heres the conclusion your rhymes are jus noise pollution, heres your solution, check yourself into an institution and diagnose yourself with repeated symptoms of dellusion, call me carnival the way i'm cruisin through these lines, showin you wack cats how to rhyme, witout no beat its ok accapella is jus fine!!!!!!!!!

Deeni, do you know what the fuck you just said?
If it weren't for ya nationality I would make you give head//
Just think 'bout what ya gonna say, okay, now lets find anotha
way for you to be gay//
To let you know, I hate the alcoholic,
just because it's symbolic to the melancholic//
Unless you got a good rhyme in tha right mood,
don't say nuthin or else you'll be rinsed and reused//
You say you write in accapella?
You make me feel like a damn arcella//

that wasn't even close to spittin, It was like vomit
dawg gone it, I'm talkin about your verse man get it gone quick
click on edit and erase the shit write I'm sorry and hit submit
just admit your shitty style and lack of wit
get with it, like you probably do with crack
your slippin like your moms horse hair track
dudes gay and doesn't want to diss me, probably'd try to kiss me
he's in his room right now bumpin britney, I flow unbableivable like ripley's
beleive it or not, your whack man I think your a cop
undercover tryna stake out my spot, study my lyrics and bite like you do a lot
k-dubb, what do ya say bub? wanna battle and drown'd in your own blood?

Talkin bout deletin verses, your shit was almost as worst as his, you should stick to fondolin lil kids, cuz thats probably the only thing your good at, this aint magic you cant just pull a verse out of a hat, face it your wack, it aint skills that you lack, you jus got no talent, your lyrically challenged, its like your lines lost their balance, their trippin, your time is tickin, you dont wanna play chicken and try to come at me, cuz i'll murder you jus to make your family happy!!!!!

Yo deenie do you want a beanie?
where tha fuck is ya weenie?//
You think you the one who know how ta rhyme,
damn that's worse than mine//
If anyone was to see ya skill,
they would think u just took an ecstacy pill,
damn i aint lyin, that shits for rill//
You make a rap like your messin' wit a dildo,
i make sure to give ya one at my next show,
be sure to be tha one in tha front row, although,
your prolly too slow to make out wit da dough//
Damn my time's up,
your lucky dawg that i didn't throw up.//

deeni's a weenie dawg, and his style is shitsu
don't diss me again cause I'll fuckin hit you
he saw my style and was marveled, startled harder than if the bitches car rolled
quit sayin you rap cause every ones far from sold
rave'n and rantin, to show how small you are all I got to do is start pantsin
girls laughin, they'd take a glance'n start gaspin
sayin their sorry for your shame, you should go to the doctor get a implant and change your name

Great, it's tha fuckin watermelon man, dont ya got a betta plan,
you aint gainin no fan, damn
Man if i can diss once, i can diss ya twice,
this time ill make sure im very precise
once i put ya in a elastic device, that would be very nice.
What, you sayin you wanna buy my rap?
How bout i buy ya a bat and you can stick it up ya ass crack?
What? rap, bat, and crack dont rhyme?
You must be outta ya mind!
Dont fuckin talk shit, if ya got no worth sayin it,
god damn your a fuckin nit wit.

First off how you gonna come off, wit all your wack rhymes, ya'll bitches is soft, i'll fuckin kill both of you for no cost, you both like gettin your salad tossed, i'm the boss of this shit, ya'll niggas is just here to ride my dick, both ya'll niggas is makin me sick, i got mad weapons that i could kill you with, take your pick, if its a gun you know i'm emptyin the clip!!!!!

oh no he didn't just start talkin bout artillery
that's lamer than stayin with your cheatin spouse like hillary
you better re try sir, cause your shit's gettin tossed in my hot flow's like a deep fryer
I'm a seller your a buyer, quit tryna sell your flows cause they is way expired
your fired, pack up your things and vacate, and your little attempt to diss was way late
check mate, this game is finished, your diminished, another dead punk to add to my win list