i'ma grill this lunch cuz he hasn't learned to punch
I was thinking you were good when ur the dumbest of the bunch
You talk alot of shit now it's time to make u feel like it
your music is trash even though ur probably bite it
it must be tough being you cuz ur fag ways get played
when are u gonna die cuz ur never gonna elevate
stop dissing paramik cuz we know u wanna have his dick
Ya ain't got no skills and if u did they'd make me sick

Sorry homie ^
I didnt wanna do it Like-This, But I might-diss and take friendly fire
so even my own team know not to slip n trip on a wire.................
'cause i'll blast higher, and spot you a gun just to pop-back
now ya little ass eatin at tortilla and spittin slack to slang a hot-wrap
but you got-crap, holdin it in...like a diaper, we all wait for the shit-to-drop
analzye ya technique..
i'ma grill this lunch cuz he hasn't learned to punch
I was thinking you were good when ur the dumbest of the bunch
You talk alot of shit now it's time to make u feel like it
your music is trash even though ur probably bite it
it must be tough being you cuz ur fag ways get played
when are u gonna die cuz ur never gonna elevate
stop dissing paramik cuz we know u wanna have his dick
Ya ain't got no skills and if u did they'd make me sick
.................................................. ...^ and thats the shit you got?
I'll make ya quick-to-stop...re-think your career and hang up the mic
bow out gracefully...and ''go down'' in style like a dyke....................
YOU KNOW ITS RIGHT, Give it up and quit while your ahead...
I heard you like beef....so ya could always flip burgers instead?
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I'ma break it down!

You went from sinner...too runnin ya mouth and bowin to the winner
after this diss you gonna call me out, and we goin in circles...like a ''spinner''
rotatin clockwise, watch my glock-rise...barrel tongue kissin this queer - really...
I'll put your ear to the street and brains at ya feet so you can hear-me-clearly
'cause I be all over the block, non-stop...the struggle is my bitch..........
Tech trynna ''run tha streetz'', got a ''100 miles 'n runnin'' and picked up a stich (YOUR WEAK!) :shoot:

ya rhymes make me depressed cuz there filled with nonsense
You need 2 drop the mic kid cuz ur words seem a bit dense
But thats what i'd expect from a simple head fucking Retard
Your only hyped up cuz ur mum got your dick hard
I'll torcher you with my words that disconect ur neck
shit you've polluted the world like you came here 2 infect
Your childish punchlines are sad man and i know your mad
it must be cuz ur dad's a fag who hits ur ass like a punch bag
I leave ya rhymes impaired like ya hearing loss to
your gonna get fucked up when ur ass is pulled out wid my shoe

I got bit rhymez?..your tellin me bout punchlines?!,
Your stupid and must be blind..cus did any1 else see his lines!..
My technique ill pierce through windows and hit tech-geeks,
Yes, i'm da lunch box kid..and your the pussy that just got beats..

aha..come at me again

That last verse you spit, God damn It was nonsense
That stereotypical mexican shit, It was garbage
You think I get scared of you?, Cuz you "Blast text all day"
Cuz you b "Using metaphors, punchlines, and words" in faggot ass ways
Hell nah bitch, Fuck you, You weak
Betta ask permission from me for you to speak
It's sad, because my 7 year old sister could beat you up lyrically
And I got a 3 year old cousin that could beat you up physically
Get ya ass back to school, go to college, don't fucking rap
The Kriss Kross intro sums it all up, Yo raps be "Wickedy Wickedy WHACK!"

All these fuckin family members, a yo be a man, you stink,
you couldnt rock a mic if you were born with the instinct,
Yeah nigga, i am your father, call me daddy vader,
Judges add up my punches on a fuckin calculator,
And fuck that racial shit, you would freeze in front of me
Like they were on some glacier shit, face it bitch, you should
Keep your mouth closed like u fuckin ate your lips.


lmao sad i know.................

YEA FaGGot you Got bitten lines so why bite off my rhymes
I'm laughing at you dooch cuz you think der better den mine
Your wining and screaming but I'ma send u packing n leaving
stop trying to act hard man cuz ur ego's getting killed bleeding
You shouldn't try beat better emcees I'll knock u down easy
Nobody reads your boring shit cuz u make lines dat are so cheesy
Im beating you 3 times Bet you haven't even commited 3 crimes
I think that you must be death n dumb cuz u can't read my signs
Your dieing on this set and your losing in battles always
you stupid cunt you think ur the next tupac and change from dr dre

U aint got no Technique u just a wanna be sex freak
u a faggot, a gay, whatever u wanna call it...............
..............................................alwa ys tryin to text me
dont get next to me ur not even on my level
i'll burn u so bad u prolly would think im the devil
dont meddle with me elevate higher so we can be eye to eye
say ur goodbyes because ur just gonna try and die
leave u underground and u'll rot like a forgotten plant
im the fuckin boot camp ur a disgrace i'll ship u off like a stamp

What the hell is up with guy, Bonafide you aint nothing
You such a dumbfuck you couldn't turn a million bucks into somethin
You such a faggot, When you rapped I felt it
From my computer I coulda sworn I smelt it
You just another one of those pop rappers, Like Diddy on stage dancing
Leave ya ass more fucked up with my words than ya high school transcript

This shit was gay

yo it Mexicanguy 89 in here wit an orignal name
don't try and Define this shit man you all the same
Drop a name like that Man you have to be biting
Can't think up a name man you need to start fighting
Cuz It been along time since if been around here
you future look bleek with a style that sound Queer

o wow and wats ur name Big D?
the only thing ur good for is retarded comedy
Soundin queer is designated for those who think they "Big" n' shit
YOu hope that because u say ur dangerous you must be livin the shit
you know ur not stop frontin in front of the internet like u packin shit
"To complete the gangster mantage i need to start rappin shit"
You wouldnt know hip-hop if u shitted it out on sunday
fell asleep on the toilet and woke with ur face in it on Monday.


lol tryin new things lmao

I may b a girll but i aint soft me an mi homegirlz bring u down
forget da king i'm da queen u kno who b wearin da crown
an plzz u be a lil dick to not fight cos im a girl
cos u kno i b to shining for dis like a bunch of pearls
cos u iz 1 ugli rapper dis Kraylozer can't beat beat mee
so make way for ya queen da queen B!

omg that was so funni!

Sucks,your wack 'n boast it.....face it,your simply the worst,cuz-

..........yeah,the wackness of your verse was!
All your words does is put us to sleep..so don't believe in a theft
Only thing good from Maimi was delgado..and even he left
See,ur must be deaf..cuz i never seen so much laughter at musicals
& You'll stay on the curb......like liqour after a funeral

Wadup queen B, You should stick to your malls, cos soon your hair is gonna be tickling my balls,
Check out this shit it's a diss from a bitch, you can suck my dick quick, it goes deep, make you sick,
Shut the fuck up, you'll see the back of my hand, you're rhymes are bullshit, is that part of your plan?
Is it part of your plan to make me feel sorry, and I do pity you, your plan worked, so don't worry,
From the same city as the 2 Live Crew, Can you say 'Me So Horny' too?
You can go down south like Alabama, Open your legs bitch and Im a Ala- bang-ya,
Leave rhyming to the boys and get back in the kitchen, Fucking slag, you got genital warts, so are they itching?
Get the fuck out the way goes i'm ready to cum, I bet you take it like a ho in your bum,
Skidz represent the Brits, I'm gone cum on your tits, you can't step to this cos you know i'm so sick

(I KNOW POST IS AFTER KILLA, BUT HE BEAT ME BY A MINUTE, I WAS STILL TYPING!)

nobody but yaself will ever be sigging your rhymes
& Chances a' me killing you...are bout as big as ur lines
All the sex talk & no dissing from you..no way ur better
Cuz I don't know if you spit a verse.....or a love letter
Ya dreams of cheddar,won't happen..never
like dreams of a nerd fucking a supermodel,in leather

Time to spit my verse Against the Natural Killa
You first fault was dropin bfo me im a supernatural Thirlla
Cuz when im coming y'all running Y'all afraid of Big Dangerous
yall be screaming Shit he ready to cock and aim at us
You and ya crew better back down Bfor i Spit at YOu
yea im Net thung But in RL ill sTill Unload a Clip AT you


RL_ Real life

u iz big n dangerous stranger but i'm styll gunna merk u
call mii da teacha cuz like bad gradez i'ma gunna curve u
i aint a waitress but i'ma serve u so homie bring a plate
an ill be fishin fo bigga niggas an im only usin u fo bait
dunt maatter if im a girl u is still aint gonna master me
u can be a killa but yull just fuck up yo rap carreer like cassidy

You Have A Lose Pussy

Wackness like that is a sin,it must hurt to attone
cuz I'll put ya spine in more of a "curve" than the cologne
You just a herb to the bone,give up,cuz bitch..ya lame!!
I'll leave ya neck hung from the wall like a picture frame
Shit's the same,wack kids with wack names spit shit unseen
So You'll get tossed on the table like an unwanted magazine

Thousand of posts used/ to boast being a battle cat//
The facts-hurt// using RapVerse for natural habitats//
His mind enter nets of fiction/ marine captured illusions//
Turnin Rat Victims/ to examples/ this actor's conclusion//
Showed at the time of his death// He formed no enhancer//
Prior to his embarrassment // dressin drag like jojo dancer//
Why waste space/ engagin 57 fights// Really you not worth it/
Like miami coats// killa flows luke-warm/ nothin hot surfaced//

x-tortion aint real he only spit that fake shit,
he a computer thug thats why his avitars the matrix

King its 6 line minum your retarded ,you dumb Hoe
you maybe blind! sorry but w/e it is you feeling my flow
the only place he drops shit is on his trone
but The Big man needs nothing ill spit on my own
im a true lyrical master and ill spit slow or faster
no matter the style i chose ill scar and bruise

my 2 lines is better then your six
big plus dangerous add up to a bitch
dont come at me wrong or you get smacked right
im the gangsta yall e thugs try to act like
i done wit you so fuck this shit
if u still got a problem than just suck a dick

You King of 517?// I'll slap bricks off ya head/ then Spit in ya face//
Stomp ya crown/ like rabbis yell mozeltov// gimmicks are placed//
Rap career's finished today// from now on/ for the next decade//
Everything ya soul/ cowers from/ I assure ya flesh will repay//
Far from man's-behavior// No wonder this bitch/ finished often//
His idea of draggin-bills// Using ennis coffin/ for dennis rodman//
I surface a cannon// Ya KO'ed more than/ foreman taggin frazier//
If this jester's claim is a gangsta/ then I'm albert anastasia//

No need fo altercations, n i'll teach him da basics
i'll have ya head spun around u not lastin long like da matrix
patience wen i sun u, n ya rap cant even sting mii
betta off ya fat ass get stuck in ya own chimmney
fuck christmas eve, im still sunnin ya whole
u'll only think u is on fire, wen u do get a lump of coal

Break ya bones in this fight,cuz ya spit wack..it ain't tight
It's pathetic just for you to keystyle..let alone...to write
See,you the type,to talk shit,but do nuthin..I see the truth
You Wouldn't be on top of anything with ya feet on a roof
Need more proof?,well peep ya name..u'll neva be seen strutting
The 305 & ur verse is the same...cuz they both mean nothing

watch this bitch'll get turfed, it'll be 305 in the dirt
cuz your wack by masses, n i aint talkin church,
stupid hoe, think your on a roll with your flow.?
u'll fall to the ground n forgotten like ya names snow,
fuck the seasonal punches, your easily owned
05's done,.. so convert to being another new years clone..

look at this guy coming back...........daz, you're such a punk
i would say your lines are toxic, but you're probly just drunk
and it sure is crazy, that line in your sig, but the way i see bud
all the shit you've dropped here, what did you do with all the peanuts?
you know im messin' around, we're cool, just that time of the season
im a fuckin' giant in this game, that's why you're left restin' in peaz's

Lyrics will get fatal cos this 'drakel' can't surpass them
Look up, you might feel my hook stuck up your-ass n'
only kiddin bro dont get too mad just put your bid in
watching this T.v Show wheres people rob each others cribs n'
Dont think im fibbin, Cos i got your bitch on LOCK bro
One big SHOCK no? im bullet-proof towards your glocks so.....

10 posts? come on man don't just tell me your new to this.
I can give you a brain blast but fuck I'll be unscrewing his.
You'll be the countdown to '05, but fuck I bet ya go berserk.
Fuck blowing this pigs house down, I'll be bringing the fireworks.
Get Black Eyed, And I ain't talking about the humps on a camel.
You have money so what you need to do is buy a vowel. (name)

bitch that was'nt ruthless, it was actually fuckin stupid,
determining your intelligence is an easy task..
.................................................. theres nothin to it,
man that verse was foolish, you really aint clever pal,
leave red flag in a gas crisis, cuz he never see's a gal,
seriously flee now, its like rv put an ad out for weak cunts,
and its sad cuz you only had to apply ........once...
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I'll be the one to leave you in R.I.P, I'll even make you a tomb.
And now it's time to clean this fucker, all I need is a broom.
I'm pulling myself up to the bar, and ain't no bothering about calusis.
He's just like rubber shit for the fact that I can handle this.
Forget Daz and his stupid words they really don't impress me.
And the fuck with your grammer you'll just fail the testing.

Blah...
fast one.

check the boldness of ya statement..!
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D's flows ferocious, deadly venom entered like a slow kiss
spit that cobra flow and permanantly broke ya focus
per's on overdose while you fearin' he who wrote this
A plague on ya cliques like them biblical Egypt locusts
compare ya riches to Somalians to see who's brokest
ya just a token emcee on that Chucky Cheese quotient
Scramble all binaries, out of date like Lotus
Every line is Keynote, y'all in awe while I spoke this!
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text is about imagination, creativity, and being clever in writtens
you suck in that respect...its something you've never been given
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i dunno daz, sometimes you babble too much
all your lines are standard, and ya still can't pull through in the clutch
or is that played? well, i guess i should listen to this RV vet
cause dazz'le never cease to amaze...how much worse he can get
you're getting really dull, and no you can't beg my pardon
i've never seen anyone more square, than star trek conventions at the garden
my punches are lethal, shit daz, im dangerous
im whaling you so much, they'll be back on the endangered list

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yo,
look im amazingly nice when blazing mics n hotter than cajuin rice
^^^ oh look i just took drakes ryhming style and made it nice....
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lol

haha, very good, but i wont back down a bit
so the jokes on you.......no wait, you are it
i've senior punches, old and played, and still so young
daz holding the mic? you'd be better off with you're tongue
the worship i can sea, thats why to you, im god
you're skill is so nano, microsoft already has a new ipod
you say a pen is a weapon, well then i murder with ink
i'm frying up daz.........without the burger or drink
what were you thinking, your writtens aren't much
you may rhyme with multies, but thats how i punch
non stop to your body, there's no slowing this fury
you miss judged me so much.....i sent home the jury
you're last bit was decent, but this is more than you can chew
i'll pop your gums so much...you'll need a stronger shampoo

Let me understand this ya think dissing me was the best decision
Knowing damn well I would fuck you up like weird sex positions
hope you've learned to shape shift, cuz imma scar ya face bitch
bitch nigga you tryna spar wit Satan, knowing ya far too basic
see who's amazing, on ya best day you couldn't fuck wit daz
Believe me when I say I'll do to drakel what curiosity does to cats
Bitch your too weak drakel, trying to destroy me with soft flows
You can't see me…boy you gotta better chance finding Waldo
drake obviously aint appearing this bright, this queer is the type
To see me in person and be like "yo daz them lyrics was tight"
Now you fearing ya life, knowing I was coming wit vengeance
I can't lose respect for you….cuz I never had some to begin wit
Now you sonning your image, bound to be missing and slained
You couldn't think of a punch if I shoved my fist thru your brain
Muh fucka im sick and deranged, and forever spitting up flames
and ya might be on the next level but I already finished the game
my vengenace has reigned, and I promise you bitches will waive
cause that's always the outcome whenever ya mention my name
and there is ain't no mending the shame, that I'll place upon ya
so be smart and quit before you bring further disgrace upon ya
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if you post again ill bring it...

oh daz is starting up? well damn, i hate to spoil it
cause i could bring it too, but i just flushed it down the toilet
just wasting time, so im beginning to pound hard on this punk
see he toxins perfect format, cause he's tryna hide that he's drunk
im not a gay basher, but this queer is fucking nothing
this fag is so disgusting, british smokers wont even touch him
daz you're trying to hard, stop before you get too far
i could help you with your keys, but you probly lost'em at the bar
i feel bad though, right when you started you were set to lose
ino wonder you're with the wrong crowd, you always get boo'ze
im loving this game, back and forth, you know its all for fun
i just en'joy stick'in it to you so much, and i dont even own one
while im on fire all the time, you can't even look hot
shit, im smoking your kidneys more than chili cook-offs
you're one confusing kid, and my wisdom never ceases
but being you're such a puzzle, its only right i leave you in pieces
i surpass you with my skill, daz, my punches never fail, man
i give more hard drives than angry computer salesmen
now its time for the finish, dumb bitch, you wont even last
the only thumbs up you ever got....you had it up your ass

Bitch you finished with that rant yet?
you runnin' outta breath dawg.? i ain't even began ta pant yet!
Glad you recognize knowledge, but it still don't earn you a pass
cuz when my foot's in YOUR back I just kicked a dumb ass!
I'm tearin this spot, this silent killah's hard? apparently not
he just fronts and plays street like Collin Farrel in SWAT
with ya weak ass retailiation....bitch this ain't the place
cause if i wanted a cumback bitch i'd wipe it off your face
ya raps is simply garbage… but hey for whatever it’s worth
I’m ya biggest fan… blowing you off the face of the earth
have you tasting the dirt, banged up and needing crutches
see ya lines have ego's now all they need is decent punches
watch this man's grill get dislocated from punches that land ill
this fakes garbage, really a manequin that falls in the land fill
fag stand still,! cuz your moves indicate you mainly frontin
Cause im elevating...and your the attendant that pushes the buttons
fuck touchin brits, your fag i knew it... stalling on thru shit
mr packhard…."ok fine"... guess imma start calling you Hewlett
minus the Inhuman abilities, seriously bitch you killin' ME?'S
Dumber than Mike Tyson runnin' a RAPE VICTIM'S FACILITY!
see drake Poppin' shots at opposition takin' shots at top position
reachin' for Global's "STAR"? Check ya palms, its D;s jock ya grippin'!
Shredded his verse, but it sounds like toilet paper rippin'
cuz ya last rant was soft as snifflin' emissions from infants
and FUCK the rest of you entrants, can't peak my interest
like proppin' ya little sisters right after some Amish incest!
Now THAT ain't right! Damn, sometimes i thank myself "I'm trippin"
cuz my rhymes are "felt" more than "pool table top" additions !!!
its drakes admission this is for fun but his disses are evident
ya writtens can't maintain pace n get steam rolled like sediment!
plus ya flows got no direction like Iraq and the US's president!
kid ya get no protection from ya talent lackin' regiments
slackin' like dress pants with over-inflated measurements!
drake is queer, your flows ain’t no where near good…they’re poor
drunken cheap shots as bars, guess that’s all you could afford
fuck what this whore can say, i just murdered dust n decay
i mean you would'nt have a clue.... if you kidnapped the "DJ"!!!
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BRING IT....