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for "Raw Proof"
I'm too good for you, but training is never useless you force your rhymes, I do just lyrical abusing you sound like 50 Cent, calling everyone a retarded here's what I think of you.... oops I just farted "yo this Ax dogg is not good at all, he raps like a whore " I tryin to stay on your level, one level lower..... floor I'm not a foul-mouthed, but fuck, you fuckin suck niiiiiigggaaaahhhhh someone Carmelo's age can rap better than ur bitch ass .... U missed an E on "Befor", that's how you want to go to war? .... Take a look right on your score, you need deliverance for sure (nah, that wasn't my best) |
for caramelle
U the rap jorden? wat the fuck?... u need friends... you played out like a honda civic parked next to a benz.... homie...u stressed...I can tell by your lines.... your scared people wont like your curious george rymes.... u trying too hard...ur lines are tired.... a lil uninspired...like camp-outs wit out the fire... so slowwww dowwwnnn....b'for I speed up and rip out your face... ur hi-pitch ass aint nothing but loud music with out the bass... so calm down homie...you aint making any sense dawgy... oh shit...let me hurry up and send this...Im still waiting for your girlfriend to call me... |
fuck wrong wit you "ass dawg"? u need to chill out....
your sig got sticky finguerz but you probably look like mill house... these nerds come like herds to get served easily.... I like rap as much as you like breathing....so I guess you could die peacfully.... cuz if it was up to me...ud be underground...like Eazy-E.... but Im cool as long as your girl still believes in me.... |
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^^^^^ Haaaaa Lets get serious... you thought what the hell, 3rd time lucky and dropped again... The pad dont like you, so when asked to ''dish it out''.. ......................................you went and dropped your pen. I'm in the top 10...Sick-flow, I'll make this dick know..I'm No Vagina'.. Its like you went for the 'asshole'...and ended up a messy-rhymer... Nope I aint the best of all time...so dont assume I said-it... be honest now, when you drop a rhyme.. ...................................Name one person who read-it? :laugh: Nobody ever gave you credit, flow doesnt merit any Feedback.. I'ma have you ''short on arrival'' like you wear shoes on your kneecaps |
dissin you
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This kid think he hard, like he from the gutter, but he soft like melted butter Seen ya shit and yo rhymes is like porkey pig, new alias should be MC Stutter Look at this nigga, he wanna talk shit yet he rhymed ass with ass Even if this nigga were to step in one he'll never have no rhymin class You just an instigator, raps is shit and all you do is bash Kids outta call you the 'Garbage Man' cus all you puttin out is trash You like a fuckin baby, all you do is whine, when there's trouble you run Think of me as cholesterol, cus you gonna get shook and dropped like big pun Explain of last two lines:He's like a baby, he whines, until someone sets him straight, then he runs away.Big Pun died of a heart attack, and when niggas usually die like that or get hit with one they start knockin things over and fall, and cholesterol is like a Natural Killa. yo dawg you cant be diisen you aint even listen il come flyin and hit you wit my fist straight on come on you can do better then that or can you il ban you just like your rhymen its bad it makes me sad too see these words not bein used right ok listen i no that wen you read this your gonn get mad but you aint a gansta ur flingin out these word like you dont care there bear i care watch wat your sayin im payin your layin on your back wen im finished wit you il listen to you first but then il have to burst my spiritual rhymes on your virtual minds its a disrace look at your face wel thats it for now you really dunno how take it easy dont be sleasy yo you were easy peasy |
dissin you
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This kid think he hard, like he from the gutter, but he soft like melted butter Seen ya shit and yo rhymes is like porkey pig, new alias should be MC Stutter Look at this nigga, he wanna talk shit yet he rhymed ass with ass Even if this nigga were to step in one he'll never have no rhymin class You just an instigator, raps is shit and all you do is bash Kids outta call you the 'Garbage Man' cus all you puttin out is trash You like a fuckin baby, all you do is whine, when there's trouble you run Think of me as cholesterol, cus you gonna get shook and dropped like big pun Explain of last two lines:He's like a baby, he whines, until someone sets him straight, then he runs away.Big Pun died of a heart attack, and when niggas usually die like that or get hit with one they start knockin things over and fall, and cholesterol is like a Natural Killa. yo dawg you cant be diisen you aint even listen il come flyin and hit you wit my fist straight on come on you can do better then that or can you il ban you just like your rhymen its bad it makes me sad too see these words not bein used right ok listen i no that wen you read this your gonn get mad but you aint a gansta ur flingin out these word like you dont care there bear i care watch wat your sayin im payin your layin on your back wen im finished wit you il listen to you first but then il have to burst my spiritual rhymes on your virtual minds its a disrace look at your face wel thats it for now you really dunno how take it easy dont be sleasy yo you were easy peasy :shoot: :shoot: :thefinger |
Its hard to tell who your dissin...clean up ya act...
verse is like Murderin mobsters, ya straight whacked!.. lets make a ''pact''..you hang up the mic and I'll Go Easy I'm like a pimp to a prostitue.. ......................................The way ya hoe ''needs-me'' I just assume you got a bitch, cos you are a bitch... and we all know lesbians will just ''fall for any tit'' Puns? yup..so many hit..in slow motion like a rocky-fight I wish you could back up your words.. .....................................but your just cocky, right?... I got it on lock 'n sight..so when I cock this Nine... Your hit & with arms spread like its 'Quarter past Nine'* I thought of one line...that beats your Twenty at me... Dont worry if your minds tired.. .......I got rhymes that'll give you PLENTY OF SLEEP (Your dead :shoot:) *= quarter past nine lol...the hands on a clock would be facin left and right like arms spread out, namean?.. |
It’s a fact Battling me is just 2 risky
I’ll even Jack Daniels for his Tennessee whiskey Hitting you with punches til you’re head-hurts You aren’t gangster, the only hood you ever seen was on the back of a sweat-shirt You couldn’t spit sharp punches if you were a knife eater Plus you show off nothing impressive, like skinny kids rocking wife beaters You’re right; the flow is troublesome who taught you how 2 write? It looks like you typed your shit in the dark without the help of lights I take battling serious, for me this is no competition But I’m forced 2 listen 2 you prattling on about your mundane compositions With all do respect I think you fucking suck! Pardon my ingenious remark I’m just ingenuous when I talk |
You can spit till you dry up, carmel still aint shit to me/
I'll stop wrecking rv when he stop searching for newbies/ your rapstyle is all twisted, keep spell check witcha'/ ur shits all stuck together like magazines with dirty pictures/ and just like big daddy kane...I dont see u around nigga/ cuz u so sick ...Shiiet...I might as well put you in the ground nigga/ |
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The style that your fuckin’ with I bet ain’t even yours The original sucked 2 begin with, but you made it worse Basically facin’ me, kid you’re a fuckin’ idoit You call those punchlines, not a single one hit me yet You need 2 put forth a better effort, or are you tring 2 fail? Did you know they don’t make white-out in 5 gallon pails? |
call me ice cause im so cold kid
but im heat when i spit son ill diss u for no motive im the only sick one mcs i just rip um im just a slick dun, hot is how my shit comes mill u whacker than the nigga u bit that shit from u the only idiot your rap skillz i pity it when i spit i do a fly job wit the dialog this fool wants to try the god this niggaz punches couldnt swing if the where ty cobbs |
Your Defense Is Offensive the Opposite of Impeccable
I Show Imperialism, You Lack Great Strength in Battle You have nothing, na-da, zip you are dismissed have a seat take a sit… You’re the constipation I’m the shit With a Camouflage jacket on you’re not easily seen Remaining inconspicuous, do to battle fatigue Lockness is the type to keep a promise, but doesn't follow through with threats They say shit disses are a subliminal forms of respect |
ill be dismissin u
shits so clever u wont know i was dissen u shit i got plenty what u in-ten-did i make in twenty nigga u aint a mill u is a fucken penny dont even temp me dont make me start spitting on u go wild and flipping on u, you a toilet and im shitting on u...............................bitch |
My Punch Lines Are Sharp as Tack
The Best Punch Line You Ever Wrote Ended Up Being Your Last You'll never catch Recognition, cos you’re a fuckin’ nobody Your style is bullshit dog, do to the lack of ORIGINALITY Your whole style is laughable When you get on the Mic retarded kids point fingers and laugh-at-you This kid is a carbon copy a wanna be Can-i-bus You call those punch lines? When are you going 2 land a fist? |
dont u niggaz have lives?...your going back and foward...
hold on...let me take the back...cuz you both aint going no were... ur both garbage...cant you tell by ur verse? I bet you just type random shit...you dont even look at the words... god damn...get off the computer...go find jobz... you'll never make it as rappers...u should go find god... go do community service like master P & C Murder... I'll have u rolling down a rail road like tina turner... u need to eat a burger, just to push waight... U'll never be thug, fuck it...u'll just clean plates... |
You spit your rhymes out hoped to be selected
Raw's trying 2 fit in and feel social accepted Only to be humiliate and openly rejected In a cipher session, your work never catches recognition Cause you come to battle unprepared with only half a rhyme written Your motivation is out of gas and you have no ambition Those metaphors are clumsily like a hand with the fuckin' thumb missing... |
Jonathan ....
you couldnt ''catch a mill'' if you was the 'Wind'... Only time your ever gon be ''shit'' is being rimmed And I aint talkin about those hot ass Daytonas... Ya lifes a joke.... ..........shiiiit, Even ya Avyis playing-on-ya... I'm sprayin on ya, and not a 40 cal, just ''Busta-rhyme'' I'm like god you cant see it or 'Touch it'.. .........................So ya must be blind or I'm just ahead of my time...I cant even wear a watch I can make you ''duck lower''...than lesbians headin for the Crotch. |
carmelo i wanted to battle u but fuck it/ its a million of u in "mind" but u the smallest "nugget"/ you fucked up like "rims" with no tires/ so i'm gonna just tilt my brim and spit fire/ u must be playin wit cocaine/ quotin big daddy kane/ and only thing u sick wit is aids/ u worthless like the duece of hearts, in this game of spades/ u use ur hand when u horny and cum in ur eye/ since u can't see me, its me tha deala from the chi
mind- word play "gold mine", nugget- "carmelo anthony (denver nuggets)", rims- he was talkin about rims in his rhyme. chi town, chi town yeah thats my city. i'm a shit starter just call me the internet 50 |
LOL @ This 50 cent wannabe.....
Lyrically ya on the same page as 50....& I'm Banks with these writtens.. cos I'm handin out Punches to this 'poor kid' like its Thanksgiven.... now thanks is given, cos Dela luvs my rhymes, Hes hooked on lines.. no cocaine needed.. ...........................But you'll be dope, man if you fuck with-Mines.. I'ma crook of crime..you suck with rhymes, cryin thru these unlucky times BITCH!!....you wont ever be your Idol....Unless your ''tuckin-Dimes'' [50 cent] This enough of my mind...I'ma just speak from the heart, where should I start? HA!!!...This dude claims to be a ''deala'' but he's only ever pushin - Carts!.. Let me rip the confusion apart...and confirm the people of your whackness.. Wonderin about your skill? READ ALL OF THE ABOVE ^.. .................................................. ..and you'll see that you LACK-THIS^ Its called skill with words, I'm ill with verbs, to real for herbs... Fuck stealin rhymes, after I'm done you gonna be BITING-CURBS, Motherfucker. |
the only lines i'm doin is urs, i'm ghost writtin/ u sayin the same thing i said, now who's bitin/ u talkin all the extra shit, u ain't talkin bout fightin/ like i said b4, u can't see me cuz i'm fast as lightnen/ i'm out here pushin pounds, neva pushin carts/ i saw u out there tryin to hustle but u ain't got the heart/ i ain't a 50 wanna be, i'm a shit starter/ i'll shoot ya arm, leg, leg arm head like the carter/ lil wayne, let me put u on a lil game/ u keep talkin shit to the deala mane, i'll read ur brain/ put ur memory on the ground, and stomp/ i ain't gone stop no matter what, til i'm richer than donald trump/ but back to u/ i'll kill u tryin to fit in my shoes
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Hey Yo..
I'll Break U Down Like A Pound Of Dat Sticky Green Shit.. Cuz U Havin Hot Rhymez Is Lyke A Hick Wit Clean Pitz! [armpits] Itz Not Neva Gone Happen, Ur Jus Stankin Up Da Joint. U Can Reach Da Eiffel Tower An Styll Not Get Da Point Bytch! Yuh Neither Hot Or Not, Yuh Mearly Jus 'Warm' Imma Have U Dodgin More Bulletz Than Dat Video By Korn I Was A Swarn Leader, Bitch Niga Feeder, Bring Da Heater.. Beat U Til Ya Blue As Fucc And Lookin Lyke Skeeter! (from da cartoon doug lol) I Dont Need-yuh Ta Tell Me Dat U Trippin' n Fell-Be... Cos I Got More 'Pennies 4 Thought' Than A Walmart Sellin-Spree Why Yell @ Me? Im Happy Witta Trigga, Beat Down Dis Wack Nigga I Throw A Punch In Dealaz Direction & All He Can Say Iz 'Go Figure' U Already Kno Im Sicka Than V, & Comin Harder To... We'll All Understand, Juz Put Down Da Mic If Its 2 Hard For U! |
I Got his folks asking" why U fucking wit dat dentdy boy again?"
caus he dont want beef...the ova flow'll give u food poisoning... u not in my leaque like that nigga johnny knoxvill... but you can sleep like a baby...bloody in a hopital... you on ur own dick...swinging like micheal jacksons monkey... I got the old dough...so I'll beat u for that nu money... just some ramdom shit. |
eyedentdy, be cool be4 i put a dent in ur eye/ if u woulda played by the rules then u wouldn't have 2 die? its tha internet 50, but i'm from the chi/ i'm a real nigga i'll leave it up 2 u 2 cry/ u ain't really a rapper so why u lie/ u ain't really a scrapper until u get high/ i ain't reall beefin wit u i just wanna take a piece of ur pie/ i want it all, what used to be urs soon will be mine/ i'll rob u and sell yo shit back/ aye this nigga is weak, man excuse my back
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Look At Dis Bitch He Claim He A Deala On Da Block
But Da Only Blocks He Movin Is In A Lego Box This Motherfucker Gotta Be Kidin He Aint Throwin Now Slugs Ill Spit On Um Like Pumkin Did Newyork On Flavor Of Love Kenfolk He Need To Get His Mind Straight I Married To The Game He Just On His First Date |
Rookie of the year who is u puttin in fear Wit spitz Like dat I can feel when near That shitz just weak like Avy & da rest Why test put ya shit to sleep & get blessed Go 2 church find god cuz rappin aint you The # of Post's u got is the only way u clappin da 2 Just stop reload find a sport or skill Cuz Kidney Disease won't make u Ill How could we feel a spit or a verse like that Just like a empty box of lighters there aint no match Letz just stop the rap let brim lean Cuz I bust & just cut ya gut & rupture ya splean ~1~ |
To All above me...
Ya'll garbage as fuck, text...why even Enter. I'll Lumber Jacks that'll turn ya Log Offs into Splinters. 6 line minimum, First and last warning. -Po'Et- |
dude aint real.....he's SO.FAKE..aww..did i hurt his feeling?
and the dent'll leave ya mouth in pain....like i gave you a filling... im bored.... |
in text, you're nothin but a hopeless amatuer
so its nothin for me to 'fuck up flash' like 'broken cameras' i'll roast this challenger, ya key's are just wack you claiming you bored - well RV's bored too ..of readin ya raps ya knees'll collapse tryna step to me .. i aint even gonna finish .. |
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"deep" as flows.. how "deep" can he go?.. even if he could "mobb'his styles still amataure kids quite.... low... "ass" deep as a "hole" keeps goin.............................................. ....... but thats how far he goes.. |
^^dats under me, you and ya fake rhymes need to quit
i would say ya shit is wack, but i aint even waste time reading it you'll get replaced, fine, easy, quick ..i'll put ya keys to a end you say you "exceed all expectations".... ........................................just like ya 'losses exceeded ya wins' ..! |
Fack ass raps, Fake ass nigga
Click, Clang, Muthafucking Kill ya You can't see me, Creep on silent Who'd a thought a high schoola could be so violent Make my entry, Muthafucking timed it Your presence, You hide it When I'm around Claiming brown, Cuz I'm mexican Leave ya ass looking like you anorexic man |
you mexican? well, i think you need to go back to mexico
and don't come back to rv til you get there... ...............cause i think thats where you left ya flow! you steppin slow to me, and you want death because. . .? if you had 1/4 of my skill, you'd be better than you ever was! get to steppin, cuz ..stop rappin, its never hot shit and ya drops'll be more appreciated if you never dropped it! .. |
come on dude, start ta step....you'll get sliced quick
and dont worry bout me copying...i dont bite shit.... but i write clips.....and let the lead touch you... and actually.....everybody in this cypher is good...BUT you... the dude on av......its hot......is that your lover? and the only time this dude was in the 'hood... ....his HEAD was covered.... |
flash, quit writing ..you'll never be observed as a writer
you can't say i'm no good .. ...........cause that was the worst verse in the cypher dont encourage this biter, you'll never be claimed as a vet i'm slaying ya text, thats the reason ya rhymes'll forever stay on the net dont play with the best ..!! |
damn deap throwt...that shit was emotional...
He may not be a vet....but your talents r questionable... cuz from wat your record shows...ur borederline retarded... I go blow for blow on punchlines to see who'll hit the hardest... I got you wondering where shards of your heart whent... u been here since december?...yo whose turn was it to take out the garbage?... |
take up another profession, cause your flow is through
you talkin bout 'takin out the garbage'.. ........................................then you 'long over-due' you not prepared for my clash, so stop sharin ya trash i'll 'fuck up ya fame' - to leave 'Eyedentdy unknown' ............................................like 'wearing a mask' |
Im garbage...lol...shiiiet homie...I'll fucking break u...
Im deep in the south...you only as deep as the trash can'll take you... thats all I need to say...I wont even really waist the lyrics... but I will put u so low in the grown u'll be like "wat the fuck happend to physics" your record speaks for itself...and right now...its quiet as fuck... Its Danjure S to write the stuff you write...especially when half of it sucks.... cus I'll beat you till your face looks raggedy like a laundry bag... your verse says it all nigga...you "literally"...must just wanna be bad... |
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I would just like to quickly state that X ceed recycles his played out ass rymes on his battles. this line is on a recent battle hes having. sorry for freeposting I know it probably doesn't matter either but just thought you all would like to know in case you battle him anytime soon. |
in 'being wack' you'll beat me, but in rapping? you'll lose, dawg
i'm way better than you, so if i'm garbage .. ..............................................just imagine what you are! clash with a few bars, please ..you not helping the south you say "we got your name in ours" .. ........................but you got something 'else in your mouth' ..! ya health'll denounce, c'mon, stop the faking, your shit is dead against me .. you'll "struggle to stay up, but eventually go down" .. ..........................like a "chick comtemplating on giving head" .. |
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^^^^^^^^^^ u fuckin dumbass.... b4 tha battle even startd i askd tha guy if i could.. n he could 2... soo..... eat ball bags u whore... noo freeposstin.... but i had 2 reply |
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