lyrical renegades, i'll take you all on
your as good as a broken condom

you can fuck my bitch ive gave her the ditch!
she sucked me like a ho now ill let her go...

I'm layin niggaz down like if they was my patients/
show'em how to do this, cuz i'm losin my patients/
goodness gratious you'll neva make it/
you got no flava your tasteless.

deeni? like a dogs name,
put you down and put you to shame
if the newbies suck, we know your to blame
either fuck off or get the fuck out my face

With words like that ya a disgrace |
To the enitre race, on planet three get the fuck out of this place |
Kooldude ya name, being wack is ya game |
what ya lack is what it takes to attack ya a shame |

hey KOOLDUDE ur pretty sweet fer a lyrical renegade
here take a band aid to cover up ur skin cancer caused by aids
from gettin fucked so much in them gay parades
the only thing im spittin is launched gernades
jerkin dick is ur jack of all trades
ur lyrics just keep gettin worse
soundin like a faggot carrien a purse
let me reimberse u wit a curse to dispurse
u outa here leavin u unstable in the nurse
maybe u should write somethin then rehearse
cuz its coming out bad when u spit it
my lyrics run threw yo head so fast they split it
n no chix like u they dont wana be transmited
with a disease u carry that should be permited

are you offending me?

nutcase=fuckface

Motherfucker needs a shot to get rid of his AIDS
Probly got a new disease every day
Anal sepositories for christmas
And men quein' under mistletoe for kisses
Gettin' down with homo's, gettin' all silly
I'm ridin' in a 64, you playin' with k-jelly

who's k-jelly, what's a '64?

Freepost, can't frestyle at least you free sumthin'
You rhymes cheap might aswell be free, they worth nuthin'
Stab you in your liver have you coughin' up bile
Smack you with my 9 leave a toothless smile

fuck off

Your response is cheap, and your style is late
You so wack you sound white, just like colgate

chameleon..i bet your one of them fat bitches that sit behind a computer all day talken shit while your mommy and daddy works to support your lame ass!!!
p.s chameleon...does your trailor have two wheels or 4?

i scream...believin iam dreamin and actually seein chameleons face bleedin...till he coughs and stops breathin... be leavin him kicken and screamin and shittin his pants and wonderin how it was all over so fast...and he ended up with mr beavers foot up his ass..chameleon ur trash!!!

everyone..i want to apologize for chameleons lack of common sence and stupidity...its not his fault...he wasnt dropped on his head!...he was dropped kicked!!

p.p.s chameleon...lol..iam going to take my dick out of my pants and slap you across the forhead with it...maybe ill knock some sence into that thick fucken skull of urs...roflmao...oo and chameleon...one more thing....id just like to tell you..for the rest of my life..imma look back on this...and imma smile...and everytime iam on the pot taken a shit..imma be thinking of you...and right befor i flush that huge turd down the toilet..imma wave it goodbye,....imma say..buh bye chameleon...buh bye...cuz thats exactly what you are...a worthless peace of shit...gimma a favor...go outside...look up into the stars..put a gun in your mouth..and pull the fucking trigger!!...roflmao...you and your little jimmy dean sausage dick!..roflmao!!

This aint about a paragraph, its a cypher diss, you shoulda asked bruh//
Ill cut your breath like asthma... u cant rap bitch... ur from Nebraska//

WHEN I SPIT/
I'M A PERSON U DONT WANT TO DEAL WIT/
CUZ I'LL MAKE SURE YOU FEEL MY SHIT/
LIKE A BAG OF DIARHEA IN YOUR FACE/
UR WHOLE PERSONA IS A DIGRACE/
I'LL RAPE U LYRICALLY/
NOT PHYSICALLY, CUZ UR THE OPITIMY OF THE BOTTOM OF THE BARREL/
U SHOULD SING CHRISTMAS CAROLS/
U BELONG IN A CHOIR/
UR A SEX SLAVE FOR HIRE/
I'M A LIVE WIRE, U CANT TOUCH ME/
UR LUCKY I DONT SEE U/
I'LL HAVE UR OWN MOTHER BEAT U/
UR SEE THRU, U HAVE NO IMAGE/
I DON'T EVEN WANNA FINISH!!!!!

deeni u talk bout u the wrong person to deal wit
you lier , you lier
i put the .45 to ya dome rude boy
more fire more fire
in the barney colored 350
i fly by ya fly by ya
i appreciate ya fan mail
playboy did u eva no that your my HERO
my rhymes ground shakin 5.0 on a richter scale
u about a zero

WACK NIGGA FROM DIRTY JERSEY/
DONT TRY TO DISTURB ME/
CUZ U WAKIN UP A SLEEPIN GIANT/
I LAY U OUT IN BRYANT/
PARK WHEN MY CHROME 380'S SPARK/
KNOCK U OUT UR CLARKS/
AND LEAVE UR BODY LEAKIN/
I DONT KNOW WUT IT IS THAT BULLSHIT UR SPEAKIN/
UR WEAK IN THE KNEES LIKE S.W.V/
HOW DARE U FUCK WIT DEENI/
I GIVE CHUMPS THE HEEBEGEEBEE'S/
U CANT EVEN SEE ME/
I'M TO NICE, U THE SECOND COMIN OF VANILLA ICE/
WHATS ALL THE HYPE ABOUT/
THIS KID CALLS HIMSELF A PLAYBOY/
THATS RIGHT HE ONLY PLAYS WIT BOYS/
HES GOT FUCKEN SEX TOYS/
HE ENJOYS TO LICK ASS CRACK/
STOP PERPATRATIN NIGGA U BETTER PASS THAT!!!

yea im a wack ass nigga from dirty jerzee
but u a gay ass nigga for tryna splurge me
ya style, ya flow is all wack
like rockin globetrotter FUBU
u a hollow man type of
cat i see rite threw you (think about it)
and the only thing i play wit rhymes wit boys
thatz Toys for ya slow ass
glocks,9s,38s and the shotty wit that michael jackson make over
thatz wit the nose sawed off ha ha
this yr when i drop when my shit on the loose
cuz i run around takin niggaz spots like duck, duck, goose
FAGGOT

fall back or fall back
PURPLE CITY's General

STOP IT WIT YOUR CHILDISH RHYMES/
IT SOUNDS LIKE YOU STOLE THEM FROM THE LAND BEFORE TIME/
R U TRYIN TO SHINE/
BITCH YOUR DULL LIKE YOUR KNIFE BLADE/
YOU CANT CUT IT/
I'LL THROW UP 15 IN YOUR FADE/
LEAVE ONE FOR YOUR FACE/
YOUR WHOLE STYLE IS A DISGRACE/
YOU BETTA EAT WHAT I PUT ON YOUR PLATE/
BEFORE YOU LOSE YOUR FATE/
I'LL MAKE U GO STRAIGHT/
AND STOP FUCKIN WIT LITTLE KIDS/
BUT NOW YOU GETTIN SURGERY ON UR RIBS/
JUS SO U COULD SUCK UR OWN DICK!!!!!

come on dog ya killin me
this rap game aint a race
ya careet will be over before ya know it and youll be standin in one space
imma grown ass man u a child betta stay in ya damn place
for the boys come out a straight buck 50 ya face
or we can take it to the streets where ya ass can get laced
u aint p.diddy dog get off that cop shit u dont need no Mace

THATS RIGHT NIGGA I'M KILLIN YOU/
CUZ NOBODY'S FEELIN YOU/
YOUR RHYMES GOT NO TEXTURE/
I BET YA YOU LIKE TO WEAR WOMENS CLOTHES/
G-STRINGS AND BRAS, EVEN PANTY HOSE/
I'M GONNA GIVE U A LIL DOSE OF MY MEDICINE/
U DONT KNOW WHO UR MESSIN WIT/
I'M TO RAW LIKE AN UNCUT BRICK/
UR LIKE A PROSTITUTE NIGGA/
U MY MOTHERFUCKIN TRICK!!!

WOW homeboy u comin into ya zone
but u like a chick suckin my dick like i juss came home
my empty clips ring ring like ya nextel fone
but listen oh boy u aint one of those hoes
no i can put u up in my videos
and no i cant help u get a deal or spent no dough
so dont come tryna flow if ya shit aint serious though

I'M MORE SERIOUS THEN A HEART ATTACK/
I'LL TAKE YOUR BREATH AND WONT GIVE IT BACK/
SO CLAP WHEN I FINISH/
YOU SHOULD JUST DIMINISH/
CUZ I'M BOUT TO EAT MY SPINACH/
AND PUMP IT UP LIKE JOE BUDDENS/
I'M 2 NICE I COME A DIME A DOZEN!!!

ur not more serious then a heart attack
ill smoke u then put u back on my pipe rack
ill kill u an have the dentist check ur dental plaque
to see who u are cuz ur so beatin to shreds
leave u all mangled in threads
then put u in my closet of heads
to nice, a dime a dozen ha mr. prince charming
got me arming to go to ur neighborhood
to see what little boys youve been harming

You come from the home of the lost towers
You must have been one of the cowards
never saw you on the streets
you little bitch ass you work while I sleep
but it is kinda funny
you work for Kmart but they don't exist
They went out of biussness like you should have with what you spit
Your a little kid
Trying to make a dollar out of 15 cents
Your like ET trying to phone home
with the way you cry all alone.

yea im from the place of the lost towers so
im from the place where theyll burry you
make ya mom throw flowers
i run up in ya chick
she says playboy u goovy like austin powers
u most be crazy tryna get at me or my crew
my flows so sick its like mixin SARS wit the FLU
get at me Doggie
PURPLE CITYS GENERAL

hahah lmao agressor id take u serious if u were good
you would try to win a battle if u could
zero an one lol it musta been fun to be the oponent
knowing be4 the battle begun he already won
but hey in the long run u might win 2
n i notice u have no crew maybe thats cuz no one likes you
im 15 n already can tell u like it in the pooh
an like the dick that u crave to eat into
but hey lets not turn this into a gay zoo
u went to the doctors the next week ur anal hole grew
so if u think ur good enough to battle me
a 15 year old white emcee
hiit me back ill be more then happy filled with glee
to guarantee i got the battle locked up lock n key

i get the point u jackasses
u fat ugly pig just get over it
your ugly has hellthats y u should be locked up in jail
you get my flow u coward shit know wonder thats why they call u howard.
wat kind of fuckup name is that know wonder u black u piece of shit

thats my flow bitch just read it fuckup nigga

deeni is crap,
he can't rap he's whack

jokester is so shit
i'll beat him down in a moshpit
pull out ma dick and suck it,
a day in the life of an ugly bitch

answer me back if you wanna chat,
i challenge you, to a one-on-one duel

mr. jackson is very cool,
more than i can say to all you fools

:-)

gay

40th post!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Cant you see that im a WaR LorD, and you just a little hoe\\
your rhymes are so generic you got em at the 50 cent store\\


post #666, devil boy

ill mental, or mental ill, u rap like a retard on a hill//
havin a picnic gettin a frill, this diss to say that u not ill//
but still, you rap and get beat so go for the kill//

no beef but still,...............

this my 40th post 60 more to go

jokester everthing u said be 4 i didnt understand
but everything i spit u cant withstand
heres a grand leave be banned n canned
thats a demand from me a comand u better see
n i disagree with ur racial comments on a certain decree
im hotter then a cup of tea u cant fuck with me
mr. oh i got 40 post not to brag er bost
but my lyrics leave u burned like a peice of toast
u should be blessed by father son n holy ghost
when im threw with this weiner roast