biggie... ill rip ya in two... my raps is pastin-ya-verbs..
wack bitch.. clairvoiant? quit makin-up-words...

raping-this-kid,caught him in the bathroom really taping-his-shit..
retracin-ya-skits,last time i heard of it was being wasted-on-spits..
hes lazy-with-flows,slow like he driving miss daisy-n-hoes..
hes amzingly-broke, chains small like i was blazing-a-rope..

switch it back up, more punches than gloves are allowed..
the only shit you rockin, is blacked-eyes from-me-now..
multi talented, matter fact kid, iv perfected ya style..
you not even shown love here,let alone respected in crowds..

tee hee.. shit liked this line right here:
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)

I aint startin no beef... its a mother fuckin cypher...
Read the title chief... go on n change ur diaper...
U stink like a queef... shits never been riper...
when u said it was my tombstone... i know u were talkin bout pizza...
U couldnt bury me if u wanted 2... y dont u go to little ceaza...
Itll save u the cash that u wont b makin wit ur songs...
Just learn ur directions... cuz u dont know ur rights from wrongs...

calamity:
ima treat ya verse like a cheap ho, and penny-fuck-it..
id post what i liked from u.. but i didnt like any-of-it..
I-rip-into-piles.. aint felt anything you writ-in-a-while..
youre supposed to be wack, so quit nickin-my-style!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

rippin-him-when i drop, im like a narrator, spittin-the-end..
cos half ya verse was wack, the other half didnt-make-sense!!..


flow2crazy:

fuck.. if you bite your verses what youre lended-is-stricken..
n how u gonna start any 'beef' anyway.. when-your-a-chicken

hehe...

i be rippin-hisflow, everytime i drop a lyric, its be trippin-his-dome..
istrait bitchin-this-hoe,im bout to drop some c4 and be glitchin-his-home..
you tryin-to-hard.. my spits be hot, leave you crying-with-scars..
dying-with-sars..im implying-my-bars..retrying-is-flawed..quit lying-you-garb..(garbage)

im flushing-this-turd,roll up a blunt while im crushin-this-herb..
just joking-you-heard?, maybe not cause you deaf-as-a-clerk..*
im first guessing-this-merk, keying up shit that definatly-hurts..
these heaters-will-flirt, you opposite like deamons-in-church..


*=clearks listen to headphones when they clean some times..

O so we have a comedian in this thread...
Come to my block n ill leave u full of lead...
Whos biting shit in here by the way...
Im doin this off the top just like every day...
This sallys from the valley in Cali...
Dont dilly dally cuz for u there is no rally...

Biggie:
why r u even trying to keystyle...
U lacking the missing "key"... style...

calamity:
Stop ruinin my style, it was good, but your lame-n-just-fucked-it..
ok man... you got the flow down.. now try incorporating-some-punches!..
im purgin-this-bitch, flock him with verbs, n he gets burned-when-they-hit..
try increasin ya vocab.. gay that u gotta shorten-words-so-they-fit..(garb?)

my verses are original so man, your copies-aint-fair...
AND quit usin hyphens when half ya multies-aint-there!!(retrying-is-flawed??)

flow2crazy:

yo, i know youre trying kid.. but youre verses are funny-they-not-rough..
the grown ups are talking now, would you mind shutting-the-fuck-up?


lol... you better not steal my style for good calamity cos youll never hear the end of it..haha

one

Calamity and One Man Band. Cartoon like raps another sammity-sam
Dick ride eachother, another Tommy & Pam.
Pimp side eachother, another blowy for some glam
Change your names from glen to gwen
Shemales to fe-men. Roosters to hens
Don’t ever say your hip hop like a pad an a pen

toy

Calamity and One Man Band. Cartoon like raps another sammity-sam
Dick ride eachother, another Tommy & Pam.
Pimp side eachother, another blowy for some glam
Change your names from glen to gwen
Shemales to fe-men. Roosters to hens
Don’t ever say your hip hop like a pad an a pen

toy

ok..

^im glad you applied, but its my job to let you know:Your rhymes are denied..
not even worthy of family guys,this herbs just rockstar,he rhymes in disguise..

brought forth to demise, and in my eyes i'd rec bad his entire record..
verbally tied his averx, so now he not even able to step quick..

ima train with these words, i'd run over ya gurl,put ending to worlds..
if ya verse resembled a rolly polly, it still couldnt suprise and unfurl..

mad scientist at work, all day amputatin wack emcees with no play..
stompin on ya solar shine, so you can say i gave you a sonny day.. (sonned him)

yeeeeehhh booorrreeddd

yo im rappin-n-coastin, now ur writs are different, ya crap-just-dont-flow-son..
you got 100% shitter soon as u dropped my style n went back-to-ya-old-one..

lol... DISS ME

lol aight..

the reason you a one man band is cause no crew will inlist you..
couldnt come face2face with hard metal if beat with two pistols..
and you wouldnt be throat-hard, if i chocked you with BrimStone..
if i gave you a map-n-dolly, you couldnt carry this win home..
dont even bother replying with some multies and weak punches..
cause i'll eat you rutinely like you was PB&J in my lunches..

not too bad man... im feelin some of the lines-that-your-writing..
maybe cos youre still using my style......... miness-the-hyphens..
I bring no weak punches n multiples, ignore-what-this-chump-says
you just gotta take out the "weak" and im packin "multiple-punches!"..

I'ma check-this-kid, flex-with-hits, n wreck-the-bitch..
If youre verse is no.1, then i guess the best-is-flipped..

lol

one

no need in using ya style, cause i would only be handicapped..
your style is played out, so im deciding to hand it back..
i cant believe the herbs rap, tryes to pursue some kinda fortune..
but everytime i read his lyrics,i slit my wrists while screamin "TORTURE!!"..
my style is much fresher, untouchable like L.E and NESS..
yea ya rhymes are pretty smooth, i guess if you minus Finness..(smooth lol)
raps not ya strong area, you and i both know it's true..
i would call ya rhymes weak, but even that rejected you..

man, i know your type, what u doin is the lowest a-guy-can-do..
talkin all this shit to me, when it actually applies-to-you..
I drill-kids, with skilled hits, bitches like clam get killed-quick..
even if ya mouth had herpes ya still couldnt produce an ill-spit..

Youre just feelin raw cos of that time u got ripped-up-n-i-beat-you..
Im deliverin hot, and i aint talkin bout no pizza-or-chinese-food..
Stompin-this-lame, poppin-ya-frame, leave ya soft-in-the-brain..
im rockin-ya-game.. couldnt get ya verses on track if u hopped-on-a-train..

drop ya mic n tie the cord-on-ya-neck, this cats ignored-by-the-vets.....
ud think u was spittin with a 2 by 4, the way your shit BOARD me to death..
lmao.. lame...

u ready to battle yet?

one