Hit me up off RB, I don't want any haters knowing this kind of shit...

haterz come out and play.....

ur lyrical wack,
when i crack
ur wack
iliterate lines u bounce back
like ball i just knocked u down, mack
daddy, im just the messiah u cant fuck with this im the shit-tack

(HEY MYSTIC EVERYONE IS GOING TO SEE YOUR POST UNDERNEATH ME, YOU BETTER READ PRIOR POST BEFORE YOU BOAST OR END UP TOAST)

BELOW IS A COPY OF MY LAST POST i JUST THOUGHT i WOULD BE NICE AND NOT CREATE A NEW GHOST.... SOMEONE WARN THIS DUDE


Now all you wanna-wienies wanna step up to this/
I'm Mr. Bounce... the mad scien-twist quick2inlist/
and embed your fucken face with my fist, disapper n2da-mist/
ride off laughing so hard I need to piss cuz your shit was the funniest/
no not the murderous but hillarious, my style is various making ya delerious/
no don't take this diss serious, it's just the way I busssst, like on ya face when I'm smearing lust/
shaking up your foundation like an anti-trust, cooking baking from within your gutz/
My style is mad sick like I'm nucken futs..but your just licking nutz/
I'm never fearing anything you bust, I'm protecting... you fucken putz/

I'm never afraid to battle, I just aint got the time for mindless babble and unintelligent praddle/
Step and try to fill my sattle, you be lost forever in my shadow, with your scribble scabble/

I'm defending a nation with a professional occupation while ya still gving yourself five digit elation/
I'm intercepting and evading with tacticle obsevation and binary propagation/
I have no hessitaion in this presentaion and defication of your weak proclamaton/
Please.. I bring innovation -n- atomic excitation backed by a nuclear nation/
Are you ready for particle contamination massive extermination and total annialation/
Because of your mis-representaion, and sorry pronunciation, bought your own erradification/
Probably complain about over taxation while you live in the greatest of all nations/
Have some respect and fulfill your obligations or face lyrical-bio-contamination and death from dysfixiation/

damn, this essay still here, i was hopin somebody had posted already, i'll hit this up later

Well I guess no one want's to post against that, I was ticked off you remember.... not a post, just a reply

WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS, A STORYTELLIN CONTEST/
WELL IF SO, THEN I'M CALLIN IN BOMB THREATS/
CUZ NOBODY NEEDS TO HEAR THIS/
ITS LIKE THIS DUDE IS CHEWIN GUM WIT HIS ASS AND POPPIN SHIT/
FUCK DISSAPEARIN INTO DA MIST, CUZ YOU GONE WITH THE WIND/
I'M HITTIN YOU WITH MY LETHAL WEAPON LIKE MEL GIBSON/
YOUR FLOW IS SICKNEN, U DONT DESERVE TO BE HERE/
UR MISSIN ALL THE CHARACTERISTICS,
LIKE IF YOU WERE BORN ON A LEAP YEAR/
I THINK U SHOULD STEER CLEAR OF SUBMITTIN ANYMORE POSTS/
U HAVE NO HOPE, GO WASH YOUR MOUTH OUT WITH SOAP/
CUZ YOUR CURSIN THE GAME/
YOUR NAME SHOULD NOW BE ASHAMED/
CUZ THATS WHAT WE THINK OF YOU,
HOW DARE YOU EVER POST SOME SHIT LIKE THAT,
WHAT WERE YOU TRYIN TO DO/
PUT THIS SITE INTO EXTINCTION/
I SAY AGAIN, HOW DARE YOU POST SOME SHIT LIKE THAT,
WHAT WERE YOU THINKIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!

bouncedoggydog's rap might've been long, but at least it had a flow/
ur rap sounded like u were havin an argument... with somebody slow/
half of ur rhymes were so off track... ur verse was a free post/
you keep talkin shit bout other people when ur the one, who-sucks-most/
dude, serious, i'm readin it again and again, it's makin my head spin/
just give this up, toss all ur prewritten raps... into the recycle bin/

bad rap,is dat ur literal name?
jus readin ur shit proves dat your slightly insane,
not even dat, u cummin straight out of da 626,
i heared dats where dey suck bare loads of kidz dicks,
but any way wot do i know im new,
but dat wont stop me takin on u and ur cru!

WHAT WAS I THINKING? HUMM, YOUR AN IDIOT,...YA MUST'VE BEEN DRINK'N//
YOUR RIGHT ABOUT ONE THING (ME THINKING) ...AND WITH EACH LINE... YOUR FLOWZ WEAKEN//
WASH MY MOUTH OUT WITH SOAP? THIS KID GOTZ TO BE ON DOPE//
WHAT YOU DO BITE THAT LINE FROM THE POPE? YA NOTHING BUT A JOKE//
DEENI IS JUST PISS'T, CUZ HE COULDN'T READ MORE THAN TWO WORDS FROM THAT LIST//
HOW'YA GONNA "HEAR" TEXT, YA GOTZ TO BE THE STUPIDIST//
I'M GONE WITH THE WIND? KNOCK' KNOCK' WHO LET THIS IGNORANT MUTHA FUCKA IN?//
WHEN HE SPITS YOU KNOW ITS NOT WIN...IT'S TO DIS-LODGE HIS BOY FRIENDS SEMEN//
I THINK HE HAS M.P.D. TALK'N BOUT "WE", HE PROBABLY WEARS A DRESS-N-SITS WHEN HE PEE'S//
JUST A CELL SOLDIER, NET ROVER TRYIN 2GET UP DEEZ, CALLING YOUR SELF LETHAL...YEAH DOWN ON YOUR KNEE'S//
DEEN-I IS YOUR NAME, I'LL FLIP YA INTO REVERSE, NOW IT READZ
"I-NEED" MR BOUNCERZ GAME//
ME ASHAMED? YEAH ONLY BECAUSE FOR YOU, EVERYTHING HAS TO BE EXPLAINED//

YOUR IMAGE IS STAINED, NEXT TIME POST WIT ANOTHER NAME...
BITCH!!!

(lol bounce, stop messin around in these cyphers and go battle somebody)

so ur name is Blaze2k, more like..."hey i'm gay"/
cuz ur a rapper from the U.K., for reals...that's gay/
yea i CUM straight from the 626... into ur mother's mouth/
next time u have somethin on ur mind... don't even open up ur mouth/
bitch ass claims to be a rapper, cuz he has an avatar of nas/
ur nothing but an wanna be r&B singer, like that bitch t-boz/(T.L.C.)

I'M DESTROYIN THESE TWO BITCHES ABOVE ME/
THEY DONT WANT NONE OF THIS/
THEY'RE GAME IS TO FUCKEN UGLY/
IT'S RAP BATTLES PUFFY AND LIL' LIM/
CUZ THEY CANT FLOW,
AND THEIR RHYMES ARE NOT EVEN WRITTEN BY THEM/
I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS THAT THEY'RE TRYIN/
DON'T BELIEVE A WORD THAT THESE NIGGAS SAY, THEY LYIN/
THEY PROBABLY PRACTICE THIS SHIT ALL DAY,
CUZ THEY GOT TRIPLE DIGIT POSTS,
AND ONE OF THEM JOINED IN JUNE ONE JOINED IN MAY/
NIGGAS IS DRAMA QUEENS, MOTHERFUCKIN CROSS DRESSIN KAY SLAY'S/
BOTH OF YOUR DAYS ARE LIMITED/
I PROBABLY KILLED YOU ALREADY IN THIS RHYME,
AND I AINT EVEN FINISH IT/
YOUR FLOW IS COSMETIC, YOUR CLASS IS PEASANT/
YOUR ON THE BOTTOM OF THE FOOD CHAIN,
AND YOU PROBABLY HAVE HOMELESS PEOPLE AS YOUR TENANTS/
I JUST WANT TO ASK BOTH OF YA'LL ONE QUESTION/
"WHO TOLD YOU THAT YOU COULD RHYME"/
THEY MUST OF NOT WANTED TO HURT YOUR FEELINGS/
CUZ YOUR FLOW IS WEAK, AND MOST OF US DONT HAVE THAT MUCH TIME/
TO LISTEN TO YOUR BULLSHIT/

"bouncedoggydog's rap might've been long, but at least it had a flow/
ur rap sounded like u were havin an argument... with somebody slow/
half of ur rhymes were so off track... ur verse was a free post/
you keep talkin shit bout other people when ur the one, who-sucks-most/
dude, serious, i'm readin it again and again, it's makin my head spin/
just give this up, toss all ur prewritten raps... into the recycle bin/"

_________________
B.A.D. R.A.P. is the king of this rap, battle me bitch and i'll send ur ass back.

"WHAT WAS I THINKING? HUMM, YOUR AN IDIOT,...YA MUST'VE BEEN DRINK'N//
YOUR RIGHT ABOUT ONE THING (ME THINKING) ...AND WITH EACH LINE... YOUR FLOWZ WEAKEN//
WASH MY MOUTH OUT WITH SOAP? THIS KID GOTZ TO BE ON DOPE//
WHAT YOU DO BITE THAT LINE FROM THE POPE? YA NOTHING BUT A JOKE//
DEENI IS JUST PISS'T, CUZ HE COULDN'T READ MORE THAN TWO WORDS FROM THAT LIST//
HOW'YA GONNA "HEAR" TEXT, YA GOTZ TO BE THE STUPIDIST//
I'M GONE WITH THE WIND? KNOCK' KNOCK' WHO LET THIS IGNORANT MUTHA FUCKA IN?//
WHEN HE SPITS YOU KNOW ITS NOT WIN...IT'S TO DIS-LODGE HIS BOY FRIENDS SEMEN//
I THINK HE HAS M.P.D. TALK'N BOUT "WE", HE PROBABLY WEARS A DRESS-N-SITS WHEN HE PEE'S//
JUST A CELL SOLDIER, NET ROVER TRYIN 2GET UP DEEZ, CALLING YOUR SELF LETHAL...YEAH DOWN ON YOUR KNEE'S//
DEEN-I IS YOUR NAME, I'LL FLIP YA INTO REVERSE, NOW IT READZ
"I-NEED" MR BOUNCERZ GAME//
ME ASHAMED? YEAH ONLY BECAUSE FOR YOU, EVERYTHING HAS TO BE EXPLAINED//"

YOUR IMAGE IS STAINED, NEXT TIME POST WIT ANOTHER NAME...
BITCH!!!

YOUR FULL OF IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

what the fuck is this nigga on... it must be chron/
his "rhymes" just ain't that, he babbles on a bit too long/
readin ur rhymes, give the style of rap, a bad name/
if you didn't notice, some words gotta rhyme, oh, i forgot... u ain't got the time/
so man, i'm done respondin to u, this is the last wasted verse/
cuz instead of elevatin ur verse, only thing u do... is get worse/

how can u be a heavyweight when ya styles don't elevate
you just levitate at tha same wackness state
my rhyme shows how ta control a flow so nicely
hoes is shiesty i believe ONE u might be
dudes gone try and bite me copywrite and recite
im the unsigned hype your the rapper who can't write
im white like snow, ya rhyme schemes got no flow
id set up a battle thread chump but ud no show
after seein this defeat ya done wanna contend twice
so whut if im from canada , u envy cuz i spit as cold as ice

u spit cold as ice, hah, that's like sayin u got good technique/
i pack the heat to melt ur ice, son, u better listen when i speak/
he tries to run with the crew, "venomous verbs"/
i'll squash this cat quiker then a group of smurrfs/
i'm done messin with this french, canadian, waste of sperm/
seriously, since when did hoEzers wanna get lyrically burned/

SON YOU COULDNT BURN NOBODY EVEN IF U WAS MADE OF FIRE/
STOP RAPPIN, YOU SHOULD MOTHERFUCKIN RETIRE/
CUZ NOBODY WANTS TO READ YOUR TIRED ASS RHYMES/
YOUR TRYIN TO CLIMB A HILL THAT IS TO STEEP FOR YOU/
UR GONNA FALL, AND NO ONE'S GONNA HAVE ANY SYMPATHY FOR YOU/
YOUR THE PRIME EXAMPLE OF WHAT NOT TO DO/
EVERYTIME I SEE YOUR THREADS,
U MAKE ME SLEEPY, I WANT TO GO TO FUCKIN BED/
SO INSTEAD OF TRYIN TO FLOW,
WHY DONT YOU SIT ON THE CORNER WITH YOUR MOTHER,
AND GO MAKE ME SOME DOUGH!!!!!

Every time you post your lines do you think there tight?/
Even if you spit them to a white girl theyd be like "o my god yea right"/
What goes through your mind when you think..its obviously not skill/
Although if you tried out to get booed..youd surely get the deal/
I will say your unique though cause you sound is different than others/
Because unlike you they have skill..without dissing people's mothers/
You were right when you said "Your the prime example of what not to do"/
Just instead of refering to the other guy..i was refering to you/

(directed to deeni)

look at ur gut son, i think u've had a lil too much dough/
pillsbury doughboy look-alike, u pregnant?, ur face startin to glow/
deeni's faggot ass is pathetic, he just got served by a newbie/
he'll get burned quicker by me, i'm the vet... he's the rookie/
i don't need 11 lines of garbage, just one more of pure gold/
u like showin examples, here's another, ur rhymes are like a story... that's-been-over-told/

HERES A LITTLE SUMTHIN FOR THE BITCHES UP TOP,
THEY BOUT TO BE MERKED CUZ THE GUNS IS BOILIN HOT/
THEY BOUT TO EXPLODE AND IMPLODE YOUR BRAIN/
CHANGE YOUR MINDFRAME FROM WORKIN TO NON-EXISTENT/
SO READ UP AND I'LL TELL YOU BOTH WHAT YOUR MISSIN/
YA GOT NO STYLE, YA PROBABLY GOT NO HEART/
YOU'S BOTH IS BITCHES SO GET ON UR KNEES AND PLAY YOU'RE PART/
LIKE A FART YOU CLEAR OUT THE ROOM WIT YOUR WACK FLOWS,
IF YOU WANT TO MAKE THIS PHYSICAL I'LL WATCH FOR THE LOW BLOWS!!!!

PUSSIES!!!!!!!!!!!

Deeni can't you see that your just a pathetic freak//
Your rhymes are weak and your manner is meek//
Getting dissed then dismissed every day of the week//
Still coming back to spit trash when your futures so bleek//
How do you even have the fucken courage to speak//
Real lyrics rhyme and stay on time, just take a peek//
This bitch is too stupid for me to even call him a geek//
If you had your own thread it would be called "The weak of the week"//
Ya just the weakest chain in this link, don't ya get it? you fucken stink//

Explode then implode? not even possible ya toad//
Your lyrically challaged and ya brain is incased in mold//
Son, just put your cards down, cuz it's time to fold//
Since when does a rap not rhyme, does't ten cents still equal a dime?//
Your butchering this art, lines like yours should be a crime//
How ya gonna talk about whack flowz when most ya shit don't even go//
I'm tired of fucken with you, I'll devistate your flow any time, just say go.....

(ah, two hot drops in a row, and now he callin out people, that's my son, lol)

deeni, let me explain somethin to u, a gun can't be BOILING hot/
we're all gettin tired of these "rhymes" that don't rhyme, STOP/
even when deeni tries to spell somethin right, he drops the ball/
YOU'RE should've been spelled YOUR, as in... YOUR rhymes are dull/
my style is six lines, so just one more and i'm done/
after u get merked by bounce, i'll be waiting with a BURNING hot gun/

Bad rap, true cause thats all I hear from you,I drop one bar an this queer is through./
Verbals attackin him as I'm askin him Is your name an acronym?
Then this bitch gets slapped again cause he ain't too masculine./

questionin my masculine when ur the one who's feminine/
this fag saw eight mile, he wanted to be just like eminem/
he's been here since october of last year... he's still new to RB/
must be too busy to battle... occupied in cyphers, tryin to be like me/
one more line on this kid, and i'll lower the boom/
leave him stone faced like the pic in his avatar... that's dr. doom/

Xanax is what I prescibe for your depression and anxiety//
Got ya all nerous and fluttering...you can't "DEENI-IT' G//
Locked away in a meantal heath facility since 10-2002//
Just a sick muther clucker with an avitar of his Doc'ta doom//
Fucking with the homie Bad rap, end up back in resistive straps//
I'm not refering to the strap you take in the back//
But the psychotic sunday specials with the torzine attack//
Go a head and bust back, you fucken loony whack//

damn that shit sounded like you were on crack
fuck the skill to rap is what you lack
and your avitar is a big "X"
shit whats next must i put a gun to you neck
your rap style is more fucked up than a train wreck
you cant fuck with no dick so you have brain sex
once you get decked your gonna feel the effect

It's a given that all those lines have been said before/
It's a given that your similar to a sale cause your sellin"Weak rhymes galore"/
It's a given that your ing..wait i forgot to put bor/
And it's a given that with one loss your bound to lose more/
It's a given that when it comes to lacking..your the king/
It's a given that readin your stuff you've forgotten skill to bring/
It's a given like 1+1 will always = 2/
And it's a given that like the rest..I've just embarrased you/

This is no challenge..I'll wreck on myself

The only thing you left out is skill was GIVEN to you and you still weak/
You get bitch slapped by me like Nas did M. Bleek/
Your titest line rhymed the same word..And that was your peak/
You look over my shoulder when i write just to get you a peek/
Hopin that my last line will not be overdone by my next/
Hopin that im one deminsional and not complex/
But your hopin and wishin will end today/
Cause even if all the bullets missed..My words dont go stray/

Cocky? I'd say so.

The one and only, and homie u so lonely
only dissin yoself n i c dat u so fony
so maybe u wana talk 2 me and discuss
da fact dat u so disgusting, its gettin dangerous
i think dat i mite bust, showin u how 2 get cussed
keep stayin in ur 1 dimension while im in my 3rd
these r rhymes and regulations dat u neva heard
im bringin a new age and era through this 1 verse
and b careful where u tread incase u catch da curse
Ur words jus gone stray coz i aint seen em
mayb u wana go run and catch em, coz nobody feel em
n only bullets u eva seen is da ones releasin
u best start dodgin n runnin until ur lyrics get decent

fuck this guy ill beat him with a bat/
make him shreak like a cat/
hang him from his tail like a rat/
if you wanna battle 3D... go set that/

yo bad rap//
daz wat u are at dis shit//
dont eva forget dat//
ur rhymes are soo plain//
u must have been going through some strain//
lyk some guy who got constepation//
u gonna need more information, dan wat u got//
oh i forgot, ur mumma asked me 2 move in wif her, in da same lot//
and tell her i cant coz she aint hot, but i left da money in her black sock//

nDn you must suck a lot of cock

dammit must have hit a wrong button

nDn you must suck a lot of cock
so that's what you and your momma were doin on the corner of my block
giving 50 cent head
when you wake up you found out you wet the bed but wake up with your dick inside your mom's head
when she's suckin your cock cause its the only dick she gets
you gotta pay someone to fuck your gay ass except for maybe richard simmons who told me you like it in the ass
now i bet he's askin "Don't you feel like a pony"
now that you came out of the closet hes your only homey
fuckin cock sucker
you just a dumb aussie
go and drive one of your stupid fuckin Ford Cossie's

you talk a lott of shit talk,bout sucking the kok
thers no fagget here cept the "clue"
killed with a mic, in the slums, by spirit
and get a "clue" cuz your "game"is incoherit(incoherint)
youve got no moves cept the worm
and my "early wird" gets you burnt
on a stick with out a "clue"
your dead brotha, a white foo