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

Guess I gotta spit twice..



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...