Ayo this is like smoking weed coz i'll straight grind this herb
look at ya last line, you just about managed to rhyme a word
Trying to diss people with wack lines, i can tell ya faking
coz I can tell a good mcee by just looking at their ratings
i'll rip this kid to shreds untill theirs just nothing left
so like divers dont even reply just save ya breathe

Grindin weed's for pussies so my fingers crumble././
Cos like the lion i'm ahead of you, I'm the king of this jungle././
I spit rhymes to rumble like jackie in the Bronx, an I'm livin it up bustin rocks././
If ur the Illist I'm the realist so you resist to persist when I'm runnin up the block././
It may come as a shock so its your head I sock to beat some sense into you././
Feather, light or heavyweight, stand back cos its you I'm runnin through././

OK...

Dis shit goes to dis nigga called Riddlemethat
beat dis dude rhymes then crush what little he got
Only thing dis dude 'dope in' is 'makin a sig'
and only time he'll be recognized is makin it big
I was waitin on a artist ta plunge
how hard can you be when ya damn avatar is a sponge
Think twice before crossin a vet
how you 'Fresher Than Hova' when you cant even make it 'off of da net'...

'fore droppin whackness in MY cypher i outta bruise ya in ya clit
cos really....... you ain't even diss the dude above you in that shit
an yet and still...I'd bet it's still pre-writ...don't lie..u ain't key-it
cuz i'll throw this shit down ya pupils...but u still won't see-this
stretched lines would seal shit...u got no flow or punches descendly?
shit...............
......u got a bar wit set-up as 6 words 'n the other wit 20 :laugh:

Fuck a gun,for you, I'll put da pen to you,kid
and leave ya vision 'blurry' like 'Rakim in ya sig'
Lil nigga,I frown at ya faggot bars
cause da only time you 'seein cash' is in da 'background of ya avatar'
Face it,you wack,why are you proceedin ta spit
got all dem links in ya sig cause nobodies readin ya shit'
If I were you,I'd start hidin ya records
cause you fuckin wit a nigga dat'll put 5 at da right side of ya record

As long as you live,you'll never be a Natural Killa
you talkin shit like I wont put dat gat to you,Killa
You aint gangsta,you just act like you Killa
and I just cant see from ya rap dat you iller
I dont even know why I waste time rappin to Killa
when Im done wit you,they gon be like "What happened to Killa?"
If you gon kill me,you gotta get ta my soul first
you aint even diss me,you just was flippin my whole verse
I'll come wit dat new AK dat I issue ta spray
you flipped my verse cause there aint no other shit you can say
Ya got 3 battles gettin slept on,and 1,ya losin in
so just hit me wit an accept and you'll just lose again
You typin in smaller text like dats supposed ta impress me
while 'drunk gay dudes' is da only people callin you "Sexy"
When it comes ta dis shit,Im quickly rippin
you posted a hour after me yet you callin my shit pre-written?

just like his weight,this bitch is in the mid
desiption is great,next is his rec goin hid
i'll gamble his head off and leave his back against d wall
every thing u do is familiar...
.............so ur recycling makes ur ego fast 2 crawl
this fool blushes more than his name wheneva he spits
flowin pee unconsciously son,dosent make u at fillin scripts
even if u went for surgery ur punches wud always b gay
same shits we say..but yeah u a florless cake
im the wrong shoes to style with..xcept u ready to leave earth
i'll take u miles-milf..hunting for old pussies to bite 4 a verse
no body wants to be influence by a lame
....so yeah
......u the only danger lackin kero in his flame

damn bitch...why you spit so much bars for him?a whore all hyper?
& u didn't diss...go spit that falseful bliss in the gore cypher
cuz your whack beyond level...your the opposite of fluid
i thought radikal wuz lamest at rhymin'..but i'm left standin stupid
go find urself cupid..but he still won't fall for you..u all laced up 'n grassed
cuz this my 4000 post...
and how sad I wasted it on your ass....

this nigga think he slick cuz he rockin rakim wit a flat top/
this dude rap like he workin for chicken and crackpot/
that must be why he starving, I'll chok em till he turn green like a martian/
as the alternative, he raps and mixes it wit wak garbage/
nobody gives a fuck about your comments, u wasting time/
and all that shit u typing, just wasting lines/

your shit garbage kid...who wanna play carnage with?..u thinking fully?
this hoe blunders...'n now I feel like I'm gonna go under..for being bully
better understand me...u against me?,..it's a miss-match
i'm just taking a laugh..cuz I'll break you in half...like a kit-kat
u suck,with raps...don't try anything,bitch....I got the monster's hold
& look at your sig,kid
....you reppin a crew that died months ago....

You better use ya brain and dont dare ta abuse ya fame
cause Im quick ta leave ya body 'glowin' like your 'user name'
You think you can see me in flow,you cant son...
you didnt capitalize 'killa" in ya name cause you know you aint one
Just cause you got over 4,000 post,u think you can kill CeReBraL
if you callin everybody in da cypher wack,then what does dat leave you?
You just cant be callin yaself dope
and if you are..hahahahaha...you da only person callin yaself dope....

RaDikal, Is that a picture of you?, Cuz you look retarded,
Are you black?, Cuz I think I saw it on Americas Most Wanted,
What were those two last lines, They were fuck smokin!,
Wait that was my grandma, Those lines left me chokin,
On my spit from laughter cuz they were the fucking whackest,
Rhymes ever typed....Yup that assures your status,
As the dumbest, most stupid rapper to hit the world wide web,
This rap sucks, But it's easy words, Like it is to get ya mom to spread ha legs,
So just fuck it nigga, Stop rapping, You aint gonna be famous, So don't,
You put rapper as your job, "Does that mean ya always broke?",
Cuz with ya rhymes that's what it seems!

^^ you praying to god, you slob, i'll chock you till you blue
you want to loose you came to the right place like a cruise
you know what i do, freestyle bashing herbs like you
mexican fool, im something you dont wanna try like ya water supply N food
change ya name, change ya style and change ya sex
you must be confused acting pussy, like its a easy way to get wet
look, im the screen you the buttonas we push on
we the thug's bust'in shot while you look-on
yea yea, FRAUD here smashing ya vertabare
till you drop to ya knees and scream for help like them herb-would-say
leave the site, we was better befor we saw ya sight
going to heaven i might, but it aint god when you see the LIGHT
look you a chump man, getting ate like pumkin
dog stop front'in, cuz going for a rebound only time you had shit jumping

Yo, you ain't no puerto rican u a fraud././
No need to applaude this pussy in the morgue././
Dead from dusk under the tuscan sun././
Hope you know I jus merkd you for fun././
See some people wanna jus hang an stuff././
But you thought u could MC so I called ur bluff././
NYC don't mean shit to me so for them I bust for free././
Jus to let u know, u won't get far tryin to diss me././

Peace