XxXtasy your spit was weak, i'm here to fuck you up, putting holes through ur head, making it rain down bullets, and through ya chest, making u think wheres my vest, too late for ya vest,cause ur died,u think ur the best, well now XxXtasy ur nothing but Xtasy

DMX_1 get sparked you drippin wit wack juice.Who in tha hell make you a member,you should get kicked out fa bein you.I can tell from ya rhyme flow,down syndrome is ya handicap.They shouldn't let children in here,where yo muthaf*ckin mami at?Leave yo corps where Miami at,and Heat tha remains,eattin you lames.Not tha livin dead,but slugs be eattin ya brains.A serious career change should be considered in ya future,yo flows passager side,don't make me purposely shoot ya.

Smok, this dude so dumb he couldn't even spell his name right
He missed the 'E' out in the end, prolly cuz' it came out his back side :laugh:
I mock Smok and put him in my sock with them other rocks
And swing it round 9000 degrees until he throws up cocks
Now who the fock wanna 'mess with me', 'test with me'
There ain't no better text-cee so it's 'best you leave'
You must be new to this game becuz' your lines ain't structured
So let me teach you a lesson not to forget, before you get hurt
Drop the keyboard and the mouse, so all you gots is a mic
Pick it up, spit, and battle me if you like

G

This english nigga again?
I thought i told u dont fuck wit me...
But i aint gonna fight wit this wannabe g...
Cuz this weak nigga talks n sounds like hes three...
U brought a bike to a street race...
Thinkin u could get lucky and maybe draft on my pace...
Cuz u know im the fastest one around these parts...
But this aint no video game there aint no restarts...
Yous a card boy... maybe u should b playin hearts...
All i can say is ur flows stink more than farts...
U say ur good y dont u get in a battle...
Cuz i think u need some1 to shake ur rattle...

1

This kid writins-is-wack, Seen nuthin like-ya-vocab..
flow2 types in ebonics, try hard, with 5-year-old-raps..
writs-that rip kids flick quick shit, spit raps-to-smite-ya..
my Scripture hits, flips, n sticks, bitch, cats-dont-like-ya..

ima have us rid-of-this-lame, what im spittins-insane..
quit rap kid, n go back to restartin ya video-games..
flippin-his-game... my dicks the only thing he can handle-n-straddle..
sad fuck.. only thing he could find, to rhyme with battle-was-rattle..

just some quick shit..

one

;p sup band :)..

funny how we strait back where we met..
only diff is i have,but you aint elevate yet..
scripts still scornfull and out of practice..
rhymes fake as Actors who've gone rappin..
you hot?,nah just burns from scratched acne..
bought a chain that rhymed,now kids flow flashy..
id rip out ya intestiens then get previews of ya shit..(literally lol)
id go another bar, but a drop of genius should be it..

...

u posted twice... still ur raps arent any good
Your cold as ice... i ran laps while you stood
U aint t mac... cuz skills is wat u lack
The odds dont stack... in ur favor like shaq
Backin u down til ur under the hoop
You jumped up n hit ur head making the crowd cheer wit a whoop
U couldnt elevate if u rode an escalator
Damn... u wouldnt rise if u were on an elevator
If u want you can call me a hater
But watch ur back if ur gonna go out later...

yo calamity...

calamity:
yo man... i got a feeling this dudes bitin his words-n-his-letters..
weak in cyphers but when you battle suddenly ya verses-get-better?..
u pack stocks-of-writs, ima pop-n-lock-ya-wrists, flock-n-drop-this-bitch..
only reason u ahead in our battle, is ya drop-got-on-top-with-links..

rip-n-beat-ya, my raps so hot, verses flip-the-meter..
Calamity, you aint that good.. get over ya misdemeanor..

ha!

flow2crazy u flow liek a baby blah blah.. whatever.. diss, drop back n hate-me.....lmao... didnt wanna ignore the poor guy

one

One man. One band, one stand, One hand
when you jack ur self off
i never seen you b4 maybe you turn ya stealth off
or maybe there now point to hear a one man band
he loner no one to help him when he in quick sand
all he has in him self and that still aint enough
cuz he could give a baby a beat down, he aint buff
he try to walk around like hes got all tha stuff
but this fagget never ride first class
un less he find a fagget CEO so he could ride his ass
that tha only way for tha ONE man BAND to get seen
so this fagget gon do any thing fo sa green

what a fuckin poser.. this a cat im gonna rip-up-n-fleet-yo..
so lame he stole his name halves from biggie-and-chino.. (thats chino xl..)
ima paddle-his-ass.. fuck up this stuck up, n rattle-the-fag..
that wanking punch is played, i seen it in practically every battle-ive-had..

this bitch is lame-n-stupid, picture perfect raps cos its frames-im-shootin..
I aint alone man.. i cypher with crew, n u couldnt touch the dame-im-rootin..

pff

one

lol.. band.. this is why i love cyphers..


you damn strait, my battles be hot as ya breathe, and nothin less..
breakin-ya-chest cavity, its Calamity when i be spittin-my-best..
I can sswitch-styles, move-crowds,gun diseased hoes like you by-the-pounds..

leave you beatin and bashed-out,nigga saw me in the casino n cashed-out..
fags-out, of the closet that is,i smash-mouths, that vomit and shit,passed-out..
the only pre-written i write for you is the one in ya will..
i give niggas the verse, then they finish the-deal..
outlastin-this-kid,he drunk like im passin-him-gin..
you caughin?,then i think i gave you a patha-na-gen..(pathogen)
blastin-within,watch as i'm trashin-his-limbs..
leave him more yellow then the back-of-his-timbs..

tryin your style on for size :evilgrin:

One-man-band... sounds like a generic brand...
Ur flow is annoying and just cant stand...
U didnt wanna ignore me... ha! good one...
U cant stand to me... Im like a scyscarper son...
U can run but u cant hide... wont get away by goin side to side...
Look at ur avatar... this boy got jacked...
Sorry u dont make par... ur gay thats y u got wacked...
This aint no miniputt so whyd u bring a putter...
Yea im talkin bout golf... did i stutter?
I know that the sound of my flow makes u shudder...
Boy why are u slippin u aint standin on butter

We all know u werent ignorin me... ur just terrified

oh he gon paddle ma ass what a kinky bitch
sory but Xl don't get down lik that so find some on else to scratch ya itch
cuz you think you can get ass from mea that shit unseen
tha only one who get my dick is chick oh ur turned envey green
but sorry i can't get down like that
so ill smack ya wit my gat
one-man-band haha shounds like tha next project form P
well you probally a joke like most of D-A B-A N-D....
so ill slit ya rist and bruse ya fist
and when you swing you mist
so that why youll lie on tha ground dead
and you floor got a new color its red
yo tha shit sound like im Clairvoiant (can see that future)
but i coman sence when you mess wit tha most flamboyant

calamity:

yeah how good r cyphers :P

Its good you didnt lie bout switchin styles, but u made it worse-n-told-me..
ya whole verse-is-faulty, before you use hyphens.. try learnin-the-multi..
the lines-ya-wrote-be amusing, but i hit hard rhymes-are-bruisin..
hottest verse u ever written... but think about whos-style-you usin?.(lmao)

my rockin-is-on-ya.. its just a cypher man, stop-with-the-drama..
my verse is dotted with punches.. yours is just dotted-with-commas..


sure no probs flow2crazy, u wanna battle i dont mind.... its your tombstone