It wouldn't matter if you was a female or a dude,
cuz i still will treat you with da same attitude, rude like rick,
still tell you to suck my dick, don't give a fuck who u wit,
or where you from, cuz i still hit you up wit your own gun,
i do this for fun, ya'll niggaz do this to see who's #1,
i don't give a fuck who's on top,
cuz i still will make more money then you no matter what spot, i'm holdin,
silence is golden, so i guess you should listen to the sayin,
cuz dawg i aint playin, my words are sprayin, like an auto,
or the shells from a sout-off, knockin your shorts off,
motherfucka my rhymes are sick your shits jus a light cough!!!!!

Lemme guess, you be savin all that money for tha alcohol you always sippin, man your trippin, stop flippin and listen//
How bout ya take my gun instead, no? Then imma fuckin shoot ya in ya head while ya in bed, then we'll see who's the one havin tha fun//
Everything you jus said is slop, kinda makes me wanna go chop chop to ya cock//
I'm laughin' my ass off now, thanks ta you i sound like a cow, please now take a bow//
Ya think ya rhymes was any better than his?
Than ya betta get down and start suckin my jizz//

What the fuck K-dubb you scrubb
you weigh about a buck ten soakin in the tubb
I break ya ankles
Spray more holes atcha crib then you can spackle
Get tackled with rymes that rip ya chest open
getcha life tooken shooken til you lookin at the back a ya head
eyes roll back and you closer to dead....
I put the slugs in between like you eat em with bread

^

stop wit ya elementary bars......they ain't pleasing//
get back on ya knees.......with my dick u was teasing//
i don't have to come hard to beat you with effort//
i don't playboy.........but just don't call me mr. heffner//
i'm board so i'm keying a verse, eatin his heart//
punchin him so hard in the abdomin this fatboy's leakin a fart//
i'm stompin u out quick, cuz i heard u was fire//
why am i waisting my time? now only herbs do the cypher//

pz.

Dope styles you only bite and mimic
Trying to sell a record
You need to get a commercial GIMIC//
Shots Ill bust through your raincoat
Plain is right but sayin that you plain dope
Bitch thats a lame joke//
Freeze and get dropped
These freestyle verses cant be stopped
While youre at the bottom of the barrel Im diving off of the top//
Just watch.

Bitch you dealin with forces that are higher than you,
Your rhymes tickle me pink but i'll leave you black and blue,
Cause your punches are off, kind of like your rocker,
Ya shit is elementay rap so i'll throw you in ya locker,
You got 105 posts of "plain" bitch talk,
I would of said shit but you aint got the crock (cock),
So if you read this do us a favor and turn off you computer,
And we might put your rap in outakes and bloopers,

blah i cant write today

micheal J. Fox dik rider, his all nighter/
is his diss a top this, can't stop this even if he's a biter/
tido, ur already beat hoe, befo u wanted to be evil/
193 dead bodies includin urs at tha church steeple/
invented anotha demented twin and named him tie-do/
and had him pisin on u in tha bathroom, a clone to do wat i do/

Kirk Franklin ass nigga, tryin' to get gritty/
You couldn't remix "God's Property"
if ya name was P. Diddy/
And Until you prove othawise, ya still a bitch/
even wit a sex-change, ya still couldn't switch/
And so the Soulja's discussed this new nigga
Friend or foe?/
He was neither, a punk-ass bitch
no more than a hoe/

SouljaBoi. I thought I told ya Boy, give it up
Its not that U cant spit..Shit ya raps just suck
Leave the cypher..Your not the eye of the tiger
You rappin was a worse mistake...
Than R.Kelly callin himself the Pied Piper.
Hittin u wit more basic instincs tha Michelle Phifer
I may have fucked ya gurl..But I dont like her

Isn't Merkury a planet,
ya shoulda named yaself afta livin granite//
Why do these newbs keep bringin in attitude?
Ya betta start showin some gratitude dude//
Ya know what, I really did fuck your girl, even tho' she made me wanna hurl, i still got ta swirl, twirl and whirl and made her slit curl//
Ya record is two and one, if you were ta battle me i'd bring it down to none, and i could do it while pokin ya hun//
Get outta here, you dont fuckin belong here ya queer, ill give ya some money so you can go back to school this year ya hear?//
Now i'm through wit you,
i got betta things ta do than make a fool of you too//

step out da way, fresh on da scene//
bout 2 blast dis motherfuka k-dubb, dun be obscence//
coz deres something ur rhymes is missing//
flow, vocab, punches...shit everything//
man i'll end dis shit short//
as to tell dis cunt off, i was waiting to 2 be da last resort//
dis kids rhyme woz worse dan his shit school report//

THis Kids The Opposite Of Sushi Never Could Spit Raw//
Break This Kids Jaw.. Leave Him Looking Liek 50..? Naw//
It's Like Battling On A See Saw Your Lyrics Go Back And Forth//
Shove A Gun Down Your Throat Leave You Explosive Like July 4th//
Fuck Babblin.. If This Were A Game I'd Be Fucking Scrabblin//
Was That A Rhyme Before Me Or Was It A Bitch Rambling..

i see a bitch ramblin, it's this speek ez freak genius/
who kicks hard in cyphers, but always get his feet-beatin/
this kid looks like corky mixed with rza and a gold-tooth/
plus his flows-used, more then strap-ons and show-tunes/
ya can diss me son, but don't come to find a win/
cuz like ya sig wut was once fallen will neva rise-again/

When i bust my shit, i dont analize each word at a time//
my shit gets mixed on a grill like an enzyme//
i commite harrassing rhymes that file me for a felony//
hitten the skinz like a i hit the charts with bill belony//
changing into a royal rampage//
i hit the market and sell you weed but really sage//

i spit my shiznit technology wise on tek wit machines/
wash u, dry u, put u away, right back in ur dream/
and if life's a b!tch wit a pretty face/
u must be death, cause ur face is a disgrace/
simpleton, thinkin he's rich like Mr. Burns from tha simpsons/
but ur not, tha only thing u got in common is ur so weak, tha air makes u start limpin/

i seen your avatar, u better use those wings, to fly away quick/
because i'll tell KOBE BRYANT, an he'll abuse ya his latest bitch//

you so wack, you couldnt collab with fred durst,/
even he merk u on the mike, no feedin, he'd go first//

nigga, i should call u the mop, u gettin wiped all ova the floor/
you do all the dirty work, like one of money mikes hoezzz//


man that shit was wack, im sorry

This guy is destined to get rip , listen as this cat screams-
Your ~fly~lyrics ~smell~, like ~pissed~ on ~bat wings~-
Crack spleens:Mystical lyrics fuzing, ready to do harm-
U could'nt come with ~bright punches~ if you had a ~blue arm~-
This is true harm:For this man who lacks spits, needs to retire-
License to kill?.....................................Dawg That shit just expired-

Yo this kid is unskill Unheard of and underprevelaged
I'm tried of seen this bull so its time for me to rip it
Filp it to anther side tan the kids hide
And take him for a little ride to the edge of the waters
Snatch of the bag where he carries his sons and daughters
Toss him to the fishes cause thats the way hell flow
If he was a baker then hell make dough
But untill then NO, no one likes you no one hears you and i don't fear you

Strategies......With three hundred and fifty two posts.....
* * * * And still aint got no strategies * * * *
Dont get mad at me..
Cause if I slip and I spit a simple lyric I create catastophies...
Da legal system consider me and my rymes a lethal weapon..
Hit you once and you wonder.....
* * * * 'WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPEN'* * * *

young kids try to tangle with the best
and cry when I fill the cavitys in they chest
With pencils, now can u write with those
Your so simple dawg oh I didn't mean to step on your toes
or break your nose
With these lyrical blows
A fag whats really good with all those stars
Spacen dosn't make you ill it only makes me sick
makes you look like a young prick
Oh shit thats you who knew?

Cut to the chase.. I mean I cut chase...Blood pouring out his face... I mean blood all over the place...
Im a give em a little space..
Let chase take a breather before I catch murder cases...
Knock his teeth so far back out his neck I see braces...
Get used to my knuckles they tasty...
Every time you come outcha face I back slap ya with gravy...
I hear you GURGLE like a bitch and SEAMEN like navy..
Stomp your head on cement your vision get wavy....

Come on baby lets be real I got the sick shit even you call feel
Like a foe foe or mabey a foe five, trust nobody needs you dead or alive
Your a newbie do we really need more like you
they to all you bitches in one crew
let you get schooled together
cuz I come hard on you bitches like a virgin or stormy weather

Ur garbage bitch, quit postin
I slice u in half, so i aint talkin bout ya legz wen i say i got u open
Ya name is 'Chase' cuz u alwayz on tha run
Duckin from real niggaz while real bitches duckin my cum
I nutt on ya tung, y tha fucc u got an angel?
I chop off ya scalp, rubb my cum in-theres ya halo

c-hood imma teach yah good what not to do
disrespect gimme yo neck n ill chop it in two
spittin red from all them bricks i threw
c now u got the flew from my pimp smakin after wind pakkin with mad residue
u lakin the quik trigger snatchin of my back stabbin ass, cus my skills are so good they even got u clappin

Check this out duke...
I do like crooks and took your life...
Heres the truth...The end is near like story book...
your last chapter was shook....
Dont look....absolut 100% I leave dents on your upper lip gee..
2 jabs got the meat from the inner part of your mouth...
stuck between your teeth bee....

seein your own manboobs probably makes you afraid to go topless
dont worry i krushed your eyes; now i guess where you got blind is obvious
you cant see, so how the hell are you gonna steal shit?
90% of rappers suck; you just another statistic
not only are you blind, you lack taste in music
if God made you endowed... eh never mind, you dont know how to use it...

I Don't Care For Facts, Cuz The Fact Is Your Whack//
I'd Challenge Your Verse But Its Obvious You Dont Know Jack (Shit)//
Infact Your Shits Amusing Buts Its Metaphors This Kids Confusing//
Your Losing It.. Dissing The Kid Above You And Its His Style Your Using//
My Style You Should Be Choosing.. Cuz It Would Look Nice To Be 1 And Oh//
Instead Of Every One Thinking Your A Shitty Ass nOOb Who Lacks Flow//

This is spit at D-Verse


D-verse needs a new verse cuz he's a newb
Tried to stick his dick in his dry mom he needed some loob
Talkin about manboobs is that wat u like ur a fag
Caught u out the other night w/ your father in drag
Ur more of a bitch then a chick on her rag
Ur mom drops her bra all u see is her titty sag
U lack skills newb don't try to advance in the game
I wanna see u battle so i can laugh when ur put to shame
Wats with these young kids talkin like they the shit
Can't even drive legal still suckin your mommas tit
Titty baby is all u are u just a little mommas boy
She takes you on her bed, ur her little baby boy toy
Its sad man your just so terrible i can't resist
So now ill mix up the show add a little bit of a twist
Twist around your limbs leave u lookin like a dreadlock
Treat u like a dinosaur, extinct u, and send u back to bedrock

been here for like 90 days.. your win count aint even at 4
a newb has a chance to prove himself; too bad you lost yours
coz your ugly mouth cant spit, you should leave here in disgrace
even your nose, lips, eyes.. oh thats right, your Defaced
i ask her friends to rate her, they usually give her a 9
plus you talk a lot about my mom... so you want her? i dont mind
but she likes guys with a nice face, and you have a bad complexion
i thought everythin God made was good? guess you were an exception

Ok disgrace and defaced is overplayed im sorry
That shit is older than nintendo or atari
Rip on my name damn ive already heard that rhyme
Come to think of it, it was almost used in the same line
Im sorry try again kid you just can't win
To rip on ur sorry ass i dont even have to sin
I spit my weakest flows and still make u look as a chump
Get inside ur brain and leave a tumerous lump

Yo kid lets battle

defaced disgrace to the new age
fact is your wack as shit get it bitch
for those who know im going slow
keeping it simple for this FL hoe
you dont spit fire but still get me heated
If you not at best against this...it will get deleated

With A Spit Like That Its No Wonder Why You Dont Battle//
Your Lyrics Couldn't Rock Me, Hell They Couldn't Even Rattle//
After Much Dick Riding He's Finally Got His Spot As A Mod//
Have This Kid In Pain Like His Try Out On The End's Rod//
Now Your Secret Is Out, Go Diss Me In A New Open Mic//
Cuz One Things For Sure When You Battle You Fucking BITE!!//

not this cat again, but anyway i'll spit back/
since his boy likes to take shots-i rape twats-duno how to act/
his flows is wack, juts look at wut got-handed/
whoeva spittin next, i'll diss ya and him so stop-panic/
rhymin against me's, like slittin ya wrist-twice/
sit-tight cuz my shits-tight, rippin-mics on these bitch-dykes/

Have You Heard Of Structure Or Wordplay? I Think Not//
This Kid Aint Hot, Only Time He Feels Heat Is When He Gets Shot//
Leave You Dropped, With So Much Lead You Could Spit Art//
So Whack That When I Drop I Leave This Kid Searching For The Charts//
He's Always Following Up My Posts Admit It You Want To Be Me//
I Spit Wit Ease So Its No WOnder I Leave This Kid A Fucking Cutastrophe//
Post Again And I Will Let You Fucking Have It//
Like I Were Kermit And You Were The Rabbit..//
Bitch

Don't get all gassed up, or i might have to worsen to sun-thee/
and i'm bein sincere, soon as i'm dun here-just killed the person above me/
ya think ya speak hard, when ya delivery's softer then a pillowed- suitcase/
and ya crew's-fake, i'll masterbate on ya food-plate cuz ya in need of a new-taste/
Heavyweight? ya hold about as much weight as baby tooth-paste/
so son ya betta stop answerin, or each post from me will be cancerous/
ya can't hang or dance with this, i'm the master of rap ya not even bandages/

blah foo000ooo

Is best you dont test me....
When you open your mouth is best you speak E Z..
Please be easy or I'll dip my nuts where your tongue be..
Shut up now cause this is the best you ever gone be...
Posting garbage on rap battles with the rest of these wack MC's..
Say cheese...
When I bend you 90% and break your smile with my knees...
Say please...
When I got my boots on ya neck and you just cant breathe...
Speak with ease...
Control the tone of your voice and I might let you leave....

ay yo

SpitefulEthics arrivin on the set
bout' to kill this newbie like i were a vet
he needs to [edit] his post
cause he cant rap like most
why you think he only got 23 posts?
breakin smiles with knee's?
nigga please...

every time I turn around I see another youngen
Like that time I banded ya dad and he wouldn't stop comen
I bust heads while you bust nuts
I rip pussies in half and you never touched a cunt
young rug rat a.k.a carpet muncher
Atach you to my ride and drag you by the bummper

ay yo

Chase - your battle record is zero to two
probably cause no one likes you
they spit shit at you you cant even catch
like me spittin dis shit -- its just a rap
your title is 'lightweight' what a laugh
if you were offered dick you wouldnt pass...
it up, cause your horny as fuck
all you ever talk about is fuckin dads up