He pays for the wackness tax and still feels big
re-read his spit but no point like his missed sig
i'll cut this eight into one n make him loose fig
he nu to shit and simply hopless but wunt dig
sayin'man'aint enuff,myne i'll smack this puss off my front
you lyrically more empty than your account,shit y d front?
even if he drinx flow he still wunt count
................................cos u a played out cunt
u'ld neva spit flame if i gave u bombs,bitch u'ld get hurt
get it that weakness cant stand heat
...............so stick to the fate that u got cursed

I Know U Got A Pussy...But Do U Really Need Too Show Off?? (''Wat U Cant Be'')
U Flaunt It Like We Want It...But U Make All Da Boys ''Go Soft''
Bitch Is Like A Hoe-Goth...--She Enjoyes Gettin ''Cut''--...
& Wen it comez 2 Punchez...Ya Swings Not Heavy, Like Golfers Trynna Putt
Call me a 'Nut'...I'll explode In Ya Face, We Workin At My Pace
So If U Fall Behind, Ya Get...SHOT...Like A Horse Losing A Race
I Love Da Taste Of Fear, I Can Smell It, Its Gettin Near.....
After Reading Ur Verse..I Wonder Da Same As U...|WHY ARE U EVEN HERE?!|

chop him up and put this fake ass man sawed..and stuff him in a can,hauled
n u started every word 'capitalized'..yet..your verse doesn;t 'stand tall'
self glorifing your pitiful ass off...but i mean....pardon me,it's not true
talkin about boys goin soft
...when only guy who wants to harden them is YOU...(faggot)
don't try it,u hypher & wtf at you talkin about ownin tha cyphers.?
bitch...I been rippin emcees n wannabes like u since u wuz in diaphers


Yo...you change that signature about ownin the cyphers...or you battle me...ya hear?

wat's it gonna be?

^^^ Da Fuck Izza Hypher?

Dis Niga Makin Up Wordz, And His Personalz?...They Un-heard..
I Mean Look At Ur Punchez, Ive Been More Offended By A Pre-Teen-Herb!
U See My Verbz? Comin Strong n Stampede All Over U Like A Hurd
Walk In My Shoez, BITCH, I'ma Step Above U Without Standin On Da Curb
U Fall Off Like Drunk Nerdz...U Kno U Shuldnt Be Doin It
Then We All Drop Verses Dissin....BUT U HAVE TO GO RUIN IT!!!
I'm Thru Wit-It, Tired Of Talkin Too ''Hungry Flys'' Who 'AINT SHIT'
Dont Blame Me Cuz Ya Rapz Is Rusty As Old Fordz Without a ''Body Kit!!!''

Pink women's watches..bow wow fitteds..not what I call a trend
New Money resemble ja rule..after busta slaughtered him
Why respect ya town or traits?..His trash dropping no purpose
Snatch his neck wit canes..worse than pickpockets at purses
Instincts opt to burnin..I suggest you scram like..any other scam
All you trigger's ass whippins..deep scars & abrasions cover half
Bounty hunt ya fam..to leave ya baby daughter bleedin for miles
Questions at interviews after being K.O'ed..no reasons to smile

Ayo this is like smoking weed coz i'll straight grind this herb
look at ya last line, you just about managed to rhyme a word
Trying to diss people with wack lines, i can tell ya faking
coz I can tell a good mcee by just looking at their ratings
i'll rip this kid to shreds untill theirs just nothing left
so like divers dont even reply just save ya breathe

Grindin weed's for pussies so my fingers crumble././
Cos like the lion i'm ahead of you, I'm the king of this jungle././
I spit rhymes to rumble like jackie in the Bronx, an I'm livin it up bustin rocks././
If ur the Illist I'm the realist so you resist to persist when I'm runnin up the block././
It may come as a shock so its your head I sock to beat some sense into you././
Feather, light or heavyweight, stand back cos its you I'm runnin through././

OK...

Dis shit goes to dis nigga called Riddlemethat
beat dis dude rhymes then crush what little he got
Only thing dis dude 'dope in' is 'makin a sig'
and only time he'll be recognized is makin it big
I was waitin on a artist ta plunge
how hard can you be when ya damn avatar is a sponge
Think twice before crossin a vet
how you 'Fresher Than Hova' when you cant even make it 'off of da net'...

'fore droppin whackness in MY cypher i outta bruise ya in ya clit
cos really....... you ain't even diss the dude above you in that shit
an yet and still...I'd bet it's still pre-writ...don't lie..u ain't key-it
cuz i'll throw this shit down ya pupils...but u still won't see-this
stretched lines would seal shit...u got no flow or punches descendly?
shit...............
......u got a bar wit set-up as 6 words 'n the other wit 20 :laugh:

Fuck a gun,for you, I'll put da pen to you,kid
and leave ya vision 'blurry' like 'Rakim in ya sig'
Lil nigga,I frown at ya faggot bars
cause da only time you 'seein cash' is in da 'background of ya avatar'
Face it,you wack,why are you proceedin ta spit
got all dem links in ya sig cause nobodies readin ya shit'
If I were you,I'd start hidin ya records
cause you fuckin wit a nigga dat'll put 5 at da right side of ya record

As long as you live,you'll never be a Natural Killa
you talkin shit like I wont put dat gat to you,Killa
You aint gangsta,you just act like you Killa
and I just cant see from ya rap dat you iller
I dont even know why I waste time rappin to Killa
when Im done wit you,they gon be like "What happened to Killa?"
If you gon kill me,you gotta get ta my soul first
you aint even diss me,you just was flippin my whole verse
I'll come wit dat new AK dat I issue ta spray
you flipped my verse cause there aint no other shit you can say
Ya got 3 battles gettin slept on,and 1,ya losin in
so just hit me wit an accept and you'll just lose again
You typin in smaller text like dats supposed ta impress me
while 'drunk gay dudes' is da only people callin you "Sexy"
When it comes ta dis shit,Im quickly rippin
you posted a hour after me yet you callin my shit pre-written?

just like his weight,this bitch is in the mid
desiption is great,next is his rec goin hid
i'll gamble his head off and leave his back against d wall
every thing u do is familiar...
.............so ur recycling makes ur ego fast 2 crawl
this fool blushes more than his name wheneva he spits
flowin pee unconsciously son,dosent make u at fillin scripts
even if u went for surgery ur punches wud always b gay
same shits we say..but yeah u a florless cake
im the wrong shoes to style with..xcept u ready to leave earth
i'll take u miles-milf..hunting for old pussies to bite 4 a verse
no body wants to be influence by a lame
....so yeah
......u the only danger lackin kero in his flame

damn bitch...why you spit so much bars for him?a whore all hyper?
& u didn't diss...go spit that falseful bliss in the gore cypher
cuz your whack beyond level...your the opposite of fluid
i thought radikal wuz lamest at rhymin'..but i'm left standin stupid
go find urself cupid..but he still won't fall for you..u all laced up 'n grassed
cuz this my 4000 post...
and how sad I wasted it on your ass....

this nigga think he slick cuz he rockin rakim wit a flat top/
this dude rap like he workin for chicken and crackpot/
that must be why he starving, I'll chok em till he turn green like a martian/
as the alternative, he raps and mixes it wit wak garbage/
nobody gives a fuck about your comments, u wasting time/
and all that shit u typing, just wasting lines/

your shit garbage kid...who wanna play carnage with?..u thinking fully?
this hoe blunders...'n now I feel like I'm gonna go under..for being bully
better understand me...u against me?,..it's a miss-match
i'm just taking a laugh..cuz I'll break you in half...like a kit-kat
u suck,with raps...don't try anything,bitch....I got the monster's hold
& look at your sig,kid
....you reppin a crew that died months ago....

You better use ya brain and dont dare ta abuse ya fame
cause Im quick ta leave ya body 'glowin' like your 'user name'
You think you can see me in flow,you cant son...
you didnt capitalize 'killa" in ya name cause you know you aint one
Just cause you got over 4,000 post,u think you can kill CeReBraL
if you callin everybody in da cypher wack,then what does dat leave you?
You just cant be callin yaself dope
and if you are..hahahahaha...you da only person callin yaself dope....

RaDikal, Is that a picture of you?, Cuz you look retarded,
Are you black?, Cuz I think I saw it on Americas Most Wanted,
What were those two last lines, They were fuck smokin!,
Wait that was my grandma, Those lines left me chokin,
On my spit from laughter cuz they were the fucking whackest,
Rhymes ever typed....Yup that assures your status,
As the dumbest, most stupid rapper to hit the world wide web,
This rap sucks, But it's easy words, Like it is to get ya mom to spread ha legs,
So just fuck it nigga, Stop rapping, You aint gonna be famous, So don't,
You put rapper as your job, "Does that mean ya always broke?",
Cuz with ya rhymes that's what it seems!

^^ you praying to god, you slob, i'll chock you till you blue
you want to loose you came to the right place like a cruise
you know what i do, freestyle bashing herbs like you
mexican fool, im something you dont wanna try like ya water supply N food
change ya name, change ya style and change ya sex
you must be confused acting pussy, like its a easy way to get wet
look, im the screen you the buttonas we push on
we the thug's bust'in shot while you look-on
yea yea, FRAUD here smashing ya vertabare
till you drop to ya knees and scream for help like them herb-would-say
leave the site, we was better befor we saw ya sight
going to heaven i might, but it aint god when you see the LIGHT
look you a chump man, getting ate like pumkin
dog stop front'in, cuz going for a rebound only time you had shit jumping

Yo, you ain't no puerto rican u a fraud././
No need to applaude this pussy in the morgue././
Dead from dusk under the tuscan sun././
Hope you know I jus merkd you for fun././
See some people wanna jus hang an stuff././
But you thought u could MC so I called ur bluff././
NYC don't mean shit to me so for them I bust for free././
Jus to let u know, u won't get far tryin to diss me././

Peace

you aint call no bluff, you suck and thats real facts
ya blood thin ya flow weak, and my next spit comes from a MAC
relacks, ya tracks all off like you mis-place ya weve
believe, im hard to follow... like foot-step from christerpher reeves
toss'ed in the sea and still couldnt flow right
a couple of hoe's with "dick's" n u'll be purposely "blow'in" the fight
cut ya wrist off and ask you to hold a mic,
i knew you was gay, befor you got a sig with hova lips-that-u-like
YOU FUCKIN QUEER!!! :hump:

Military mindes and my foes I leave blinded././
Short sighted adversaries I leave slighted././
Stupid playa haters playin actin fradulent././
So they hearts I dent cos I know my style is adiment././
Don't wanna leave you illiterate bitches clueless././
But just to let u know, I'm the only one livin through this././
Now weak hearts I tear, shredded into pieces././
Jus lettin u know, but I'm at the top of the tree an ur branch is left leafless././

full of notion,yes..i'll leave you bulled 'n motionless...dead wit pistons
cos really,to me.... it seemed like u were tellin a story instead of dissing
the threads is missing a proper verse cus of ur whack ass...rattle worse 'n
and please..tell me..do you even know wat the FUCK a battle verse is?
try to start cursing...ur mom ain't gonna know..and I ain't all for slaying a nerd
& you only got all that fancy words to hide the fact you ain't saying a word

This guys a shell, not a natural born killa././
so its u i leave emotionless wen I'm distillin ya././
I'm out for thrills dog, so don't go playin with my bone././
Dick ride my fly guy style while I'm fillin u wiv chrome././
An I ain't talkin bout wheels, my shits 9mm an runnin././
Puncture your lyrical cos you typical bitch gunnin././

kissin balls..cos once again..you fail too diss me at all..learn to rhyme
and only thing more stretched than the page from ur sig.
.......is actually your lines......
i just told you,bitch..u only stuffin verses wit big words cos u got nutin to say
plus..look at ur 4th line...dickride "flystyle" and fill me?...wat?..u gay?
go away..u embarrass this whole site..i'll kill u wit no cost to bawl
'n go read tutorials..you whack..I swear..Just stop spittin for us all

What took u so long, I've bin sittin at my board, anxious././
Waitin for this bitch to hate on an I've bin gettin restless././
Whats with ur mental? Why u keep pullin the Gay card?././
It's retards like you who have no style to rhyme u jus piss bars././
Hypocryticall pussy sayin I'm stretchin my bars while u got a lot././
You don't fill them with words tho, whats wiv all the full stops././
I've socked blocks of people bigger than this bitch in front of me././
Jus another brother mad cos I'm on a level where he'll never see me././

wat took me so long?,bitch i wuz talkin to friends on MSN,all right?
and yea...read it....I said "FRIENDS"...sumtin you'll never get in ya life
...................<--i'll fill up a line full 'a nothing...still a lot more than wat u worth
those lines(//) at the end of ur shit's better than ur whole verse
u going above the minumin for me...yet you still spittin so weak
maybe ur shit'd in-crease later........but that's only if u splittin sheets

so he says hes got friends on msn
true hes up late talking to men with names like jem and ken
downloading naked picks which they like to send
wishing he had two dicks so he could fuck both of them
through his talks he gets money to spend
and in return his ass is cocked and always on lend

feebal with this..shit..I'm so lethal with fists..I chip guns
'n I'd try to rip on ya punches..
........but first you gotta spit one
'n ship blunts...cuz if u dope...then it sailed away quick
tastin the shoes,stomped 'n face all blue like u bailed to crips
tailin ships....ur rhyme scheme's non-existant..fuck,you suck bad
and i ain't stealin ur girl's phrase when i say u fuked bad

you cant stop me, a dick in ya mouth i'll help you sound cocky
natrual loser, natrual homo, probley got a spandex pic of rocky
YOU SUCK BITCH,.... my split personality gonna leave you pop-son
cuz you gonna need to bring ya A-GAME like you only got one *HA*
im to hot son, my punches live in the freeza
toss ya lung in the air, just to help you catch a breather
my flow rich BICTH, SO FUCK WHATEVER YOU MAKE
i'll PUT YOU so far under you'll be saintin room-mate
yea yea its-to-late, cuz you just a natrual herb
i'll smash ya face mad blunt'ed N spark my flow just to smoke you ERBS!!!

wankta wallks..cos u got all that gangsta talk when ya got nutin bomb with
& using a spandex line?....shit.....they almost as played as ya mom tits
I bomb tricks..'n your not an exception..your actually the frontrunner wit no guns
just look.....................the best multi u got in ya verse is pop-son 'n got-one? :bored:
ya fukin lame...'n capitalizing random words in ya verse ain't gonna help
the other day u admited to like my rec...'n all's u got to do is breathe,'n then i'll melt.

bah @ the last line.

For every rap this cat spat suggesting he's ill
Never that I got pen strokes that have a better natural kill
Don't gotta say much to rip apart your text
Your lines are dotted up like shells ripped apart your chest
Nope this ain't thug shit i'm just crushin your rhyme
Leave you like Jim Jones with blood in your lines
Treat you like wifey when watching my sports
Ignore yah dumb ass and just let this bitch talk

even the whackest of cats breathe in ya face 'n blew u away
u imagining me in ya wifey's place?....see...I always knew u were gay
u got nutin to say..u dreamin to suk my dick is how'd blow to hit me
cuz you ain't real..nah..ur punches are faker than those in the WWE
please this shooty by beatin 'n leave ya body crooked wit blows
bang libarians 'n shit...but still...you'll never get booked to a show

Dude your talking bout losses with a few under your belt
Naw you ain't wifey.... your just another pussy i smelled
Yeah I fucked a librarian and the bitch didn't book me
She just made me her favorite novel and shelfed you rookie
And dummy with the pad and the pen it ain't WWE
U must be imagining beat this fag til he turn buckle and bleed

have a nice day

if I ain't wifey...then why the fuk you makin gay comparsions like that?
ooh,wait...I get it..you ARE gay..in the center 'n outside & u lickin the back
Ain't WWE?..wat?..you still thinking it's WWF?..then u stupid as wool
cos if that's wat u think..then u behind times like giving clocks anul
You spend like 30 mins making that shit?...then I'd love to battle you
cos I'd get a easy win...with my whackest verses 'n still blow u through
for real...I'd spit one word 'n beat u...I'd have to be a maggot to duck
saying "have a nice day" like you some andy milakonlis faggot..u suck

Stan your still here stalking my shit must I make my RAV 4 your coffin again
said a few bars this bitch keep coughing up shit wtf girl get off of my dick
Don't take it personal this ain't prom night I didn't i break your heart
Dude the WWF shit i got! :) NIce joke ha ha now don't take it too far
Cause if i'm behind times and you claim to be ahead of it
Then your receiving and getting fucked by the future don't forget it bitch
So again have a nice day even though you think its gay
Ur spending too much TIME in this thread fuckin yourself anyway

now peace damn :) lol

have u licking the tarp when I stick a sharp spike in ya spine
not even ur boyrfriends can stretch ya ass out like them lines
you fukin suck..'n to think..I was actually expecting you to drop a sick rhyme
but really...you end up droppin shit.....'n u actually took all that time?(BOO!)
claim you got balls?...nah...you just mad busy suckin it through
& How'm I fuckin myself...when I'm dissing the fuk outta you?
sayin "peace"?..u done..yet ya verses ain't even strike me..so repent!
'n take a look kid.....you call me "girl"..c'mon
.......how's you gonna comparisons to me & ya WIFEY AGAIN!?! (are you really gay?)

Sarcasm i guess don't work over the keyboard
"Girl" i'm saying it cuz your still bitchin retard
Ur still waiting on me hidin out in the bush
lipstick and drag on drunk stickin out yah tush
Don't pursue me pursue a good nights rest
I won't hit hard cuz my lite taps got ur interest
I mean shit boy your talking about stretched lines
When ur mouth left me with stretch marks bout 3 post behind

No shit..I can't see or hear you....shit,u must be a fukin herb
so please...tell me...how the FUCK is sarcasm sposed to work?
if you want ur good nights rest..then just go..'n stop bitchin
cos ain't no one give a fuck....it's late..'n u got hands on cock,still itching
talkin about 3 posts behind...when I was talking about one behind
so tell me...who's full of shit here?...do you know..or must i hold a sign?

lol

Unfold the sign its sure to be ur photograph
Ur right my dick itch from havin a hold of ur ass
See u turned some regular post shit to craziness
I'll have a good nite rest laughin after bein stalked -- crazy bitch
But its all love tho cause idiots need love too
Go head Mister 4000 plus with them internet blues


Peace Kid