:( That was Shit ^^


I cant STOP but Laugh at Fags...Ya Rappinz Bad and i wont stop My LAUGHING Abbs.
Your a Mix of SLACK and WACK...I'll beat Ya ASS turning ya Face BLACK as CATS. . . .
FRESH cant HANDLE RAP...and Obsiouly doesn't KNOW HOW to USE RAP ATTACK ! ?
kid I'll make Ya body CURL like FRIES. You's - a - Girlie Guy and Like-a-Nerd Ya SHY. He cant Getta Girl so He Turned to GUYS..
Every Minute Im stronger Like SPINACHh. Muscles Kill You Like POPYES Finsh!?..
I Fresstyled then Straight Diminished...Busted Ya FACE and CLEARED your Image. . .
Right Now Im actin Timid...My LOW is YOUR MAXIMUM LIMIT....

Ya dissin the Fresh Emcee?
At least he's got a win I can see...
Where's yours? Don't got one?
Lemme give ya one of mine for free.
Nope, not happenin. I'm greedy and want em all...
Just like you...when ya think...of men's hairy balls!
At least ya named right, though the spelling's off...
Ya smart as a horse, even drink from a trough.
I could do this all day, throw simple disses your way...
This ain't a battle, just cat and mouse play.
Don't ask who the cat is, it's painfully clear...
I'm the one with the full stomach, grinnin ear ta ear. (Burp!)

Elementary rhymes is wut you design, rappin like you was at the age of nine,
i didnt have time to read through your whole rhyme, stopped at the first line,
knew you was no competition, leavin you in the distance, deletin your existence,
wit my freestyle disses, all hits no misses, treat you like one of my bitches, have u cleanin and doin the dishes, when you finished i'm leavin you sleepin wit the fishes, crushin all your wishes, i could eat you over the computer or in person, there's no difference!!!!!!!

^^^^^^plz^^^^^^


ausrotten here......

i clap fags with wit gats cocked back//
end ur life quick so sit phat and relax//
i laugh at u, with ur record 0-2//
dont try and diss back, sikk track i construe//
ur a wack fake, cant relate to my spit//
my keystyle can kill anything that u writ//

ight....

ausrotten out....

...for ausrotten....^^^

nigga please talkin bout rec's 0-2 yours doesn't even exist
i insist on dismantling your wack elementary pre-writs
face it elevators collapse now you stuck on the basement
i bet u contagious...only got ill stuck under hospital patients
this newbs from cali too bad no one from rb really cares
my spits left this prick ass rotten and gaspin for air(check the avatar)

that semi better be long 'cause i'm hiding in the back
i'm holding this knife to move your slack ass
and if it gets physical, let me be the first
i'll fuck you after i fuck fred durst
and i'll steel the wheelchair first before you give it to that guy
and i'll strap you down with chains so you'll be mine
you can't get away now cause i got a fucking twist tie
to tie your fingers down also and i'll get you fried
i'll hold fire up to your nose until your eyes burn
and then take your dick and blend and churn
i'm eating you for dinner and then you'll learn
to shut the fuck up and order your words.

watch i kick the Shit out of this soft little kitten,
my freestyles are iller, than n e of ur shit thats written,

who da'fack, was that wack verse, aimed at da'curse,
ya couldnt get ur point across, wit his body in a herse,

i lyrically tear this coward, like i rap origami,
fold him for hours, my shit be hot like salami,

blah............... the last bar.................

BLAH, BLAH, BLAH was your last bar, cant come up wit anything better then that, stop smokin that crack, your rhymes are wack, cuz your lines are flat, there was no life in your verse, your the only thing that should be left in the back of a herse,
theres no one worse, its like your cursed, cuz the punchlines dat you got wont work, go get a cert, yo breath is kickin, you trippin, dawg you like dmx thinkin you could rap, your slippin!!!!!!!

Sorry kiddo... that was wack... I dont mean to hate...
But I've seen better structure from things in a liquid state...
Read ya drop... and honesty the shit made me laugh...
Never thought I'd see disses in the form of a paragraph...
Would close the out with something dope.. but no need, G...
Cause the worst I could say wqould never compare...
.
...to what you're verse said for me

what the fuck is a chrit? yo son i think ya missin an S/
bitchin in text, not fit to flex i'll put a six in ya chest/
didn't kno ya dick gets elevated beyond description-when ya listen to DMX/
ya only better then ya last bar, i can't even speak about-it/
avatar's a dancin girl shadowed out since the weak-were-grounded/

all ur wins: from fags and noobs...and ur decent emcees merked you...
ur verses dont effect so ill PM chrit and ask if his lines actually hurt you...
dissin someone who could merk u wid one line...cuz ur an easy opponent...
verses dont make sence like they didnt rhyme...u wack...but uve always known it...
u dont even know what a chrit is so dont ask "Why Do People Laugh At Me?"...
when ur were born and when u spit people say dam this guys a cutastrophe...

blah im not even tryin and i owned him

this aint a battle forum, only thing ya own is a bicycle/
ya rhymes look like poems...all those periods are not nice of course/
go hed and pm chrit, while ya at it tell em ya gay/
cuz on the same note, ya verses make as much sense as ya name/
i dun't kno who ya are, next time bring a mic/
cuz i dun't wanna have to come back and diss ya again-tonight/

111herbbb

Im Not Even Gonna Try, Cuz Ur Not Even Worth My Time....
They Say Words Speak For Themselves...Thats Y Ur A Mime....
Ur Wack.....Do You Even Want Me To Fuckin Translate....
Da Prophecy...Dawg...You Lost To One Of My Crew Mates....
Dont Make My Cyber Slap You..Maybe It Will Fix Your Mind....
I Got More Skill Than You And Your Alliases Combined....

you shouldnt even try, i dont wanna read ur texts,
because lyrically, u compare to raw gay anal sex,
an with these lyrics i posess, that be in my brain,
i turn them into texts, an battle records i stain,
elevation is beyond the level you comprehend,
stop rappin, stop lieing, urself u cannot defend,

Frozen wit heat, come on dude you're making me kind of curious/
Your first punchline is a gay joke, are u serious!/
So I guess I know whats running through your mind/
You like to let niggas cum run in your behind/
Yo step up your game, get you some skills/
Stop rappn like u just finished poppn a pill/
Feeln' on yourself showing yourself affection/
I done with you, finished, on to the next session