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whoa sum1 say real MC's?//
here I am bitch, looks like your clips empty// You messed up one of your lines, like tha kat above you// your soldiers dont love the pussy, they just love you// thats right every nite before you go to bed// your whole daym crew! givin each other head// :thefinger |
thats kinda nasty, like the tought of people voting in Ur battles/
My tongue is so sharp, It could cut U like a blade while I beat U wit the handle/ New Zealand dont know about war, so Individually, U dorment/ My punchlines'll fuck Up Ur innerchild, so shut the fuck Up and obsorv it/ I battle wit strategy, that'll fuck up the way U blink/ Tai bo U in a message boards, and rearange the way U think/ Eyedentdy gets massive wit drastic tactics/ Spitting multi's that'll truck buddha up like too much traffic/ Spitting wat I say to diss U is the only way U'll ever get votes/ Buddhas been keystyling eversince I chopped off his throaght/ but I'll peirce Ur jaw, like tatoo parlers/ Put my shoes on Ur dads face, just to become Ur step father/ |
I come cursin-this-brother, watch as im hurtin-his-cover/
names eyedentdy but he cant even determine-his-color/ kid, you not the only one and I end up merkin-the-others/ why act black? Get ready cos i got an urge-just-to-cut-ya/ the "nigga" you talking to never driven hard yards-or-metres/ he aint gangsta and im pretty sure you aint hardcore-either/ why talk like 50, biggie and pac, it only retarts-your-demeanor/ judging by your style, man, looks like it wont be hard-to-beat-ya/ couldnt get much hotter-i-reckon, gon get up to burn-and-to-wreck-'im/ how many beds the rider done slept in? while i wrote this verse-up-in-seconds/ attack with murderous weapons, flex all my work and my blessing through mics/ been through tests-n-through-strife but never lost a true-test-in-my-life/ i rap and although im the best-im-still-white, carry much pride-n-honour/ rap right cos i wanna, you rap gangsta, diss buddha and youll get no time in nirvana/ ya previous-verses contain many words dispersed-in a negro fashion, but this is the internet/ ya cant get-it-workin, so dont even bother postin-a-verse-in reply, no use dissin-a-vet/ just workin on multies... |
Keep workin on multies
its your job to be wack/ Still couldnt be on the money if you was sittin on a hundy stack/ One man band a band with one man i told your members not to fuck with me man/ Dont make me turn loco run a train on yo ass/ Running your mouth like a motor as if this was mechanic class. |
tipsy diss on Jeneric
1 here comes the 2 to the 3 home boyz trippin he aint kno i m a Mc pull out the gun all he do is Flee nigga daýzed out afta hittin that tree 4 here comes the 5 to the6 niggas so gay neva heard of chix homosexual man watches men porno Flix stays home trys to suck his dick then aske if he can go see nick tro suck his dick.... hahhahah lol |
hey broad............recite ya A-B-C
cos u got a sensless spit..... my biography is worth a whole nu philosofy..... if u think u a good MC....i think u should count from 1 to 3..... i could hang dis dawg on a tree..... and make him throw up like a nameless bitch..... many fake geez wanna rap and talk freak..... all y'all are sick to d brim.... dis nigga be ryding his papaz dick..... cos nobody gonna give him a clit to lick..... u a speachless dictator..... nigga resign cos nb will evr be ur spectator.... go to d zoo... cos dey called me and said dey want YOU..... mayne i think u need more spice in ya soup.... cos if u leave it like dis, ITS NOT EATABLE........;) |
The only thing id o with Xcstacy is pop em,
Pull out my gun one shot and i drop em// The only shit you spit is out ya ass// I teach ya how to really rap like its a class// X and the best and hes yet to prove it// Any battle you got you wont win ya lose it// |
nigga if u think u can tech me to rap..........
i think u should refresh with a long NAP......... lol.....son if u was my teacher i'ld slap u up easily.. grab d chalk and design a big FUCK YOU on ur face,dont deal with me...TEACHER.... if you wanna knock me out, its gonna take you a life time so cut it out.... nigga ur shits dont click..... twist it and mix it all over again.den we'll see if it could be considered a lyric..... in a dog fight....you'ld be d only 1 to be low lifed....cos u armless and u cant even hold a knife........ im done with dis fly..... so all ima say now is goodbye............lol.............TEACHER ;) |
XxXtasy
I push blows to Ur stomech like a baby kicking Ur insides/ Lyrically inflight wit lights that'll flash like Police when they caught U/ walk up on a alley, and stalk U/ chase U like the shadow, U scared now/ If U aint had weave, Id make U pull Ur hair out/ Blair Witch entered the hood just to get blazed like a stake house/ my 2 lines form bars like gates just for U to take A-Fense/ If U aint kitchen bound wit babys, XxXtasy should stay wit drinks/ I'll spray Ur mink, like raibeez, and fuck up the way U spit/ dont come around my Cypher again, speaking while breast feeding Ur illagitament kids/ |
Fuck that rhyme was as whack as a raquet-swing//
U couldnt cut shit, all u do is hack-at-things// comparin yourself to a little unborn fetus// aw neva mind Eye- one day u might pop out and greet-us// so we can all laugh at ur weak-ass-lines// now i understand why you cant speak-half-da-time// You a little baby dwellin inside Xtasy// put sum clothes on bitch, go and jump a fence-4-me// |
buddha what are u one of those religious monks?
your rhymes are shitty smell as bad as dead skunks your dissin eyedentdy but ur shit is just as bad i killed all the buddha's cause im genicide.. aint that sad? you got one of those bald heads and fat guts too bad ur gut is about 100 times the size of ur nuts... |
Jeez man, could ur style get any more weaker//
Freeze man, shuddup cos Im the guest speaker// At your fucken wedding, you and eyedentity// Merking u solidly, like high-density// u two are ez beats, like simplicity// I dun even need to rap, I beat u hieroglyphically// :shoot: :flipoff: |
look buddah, u still havnt taken my advice
ya shit you should get outta the game, ya too plain i aint playin, i dont wanna see ya shit verse's again u been smokin too much yay i think its damaged ya brain u sayin.... u dont even need to rap, why dont ya stop cuz none of the shit u rite even classafies as 'hip hop' bitch, i would never have ya ass as a guest at my shows u even make white boys say 'damn dude this blows' so take ya whak ass religion n find a few profession cuz its AK, put my name on ya vote at the next election |
Iv got nothing but hate for EmCee Ass.Kiss., and I hate the style/
I'll take Ur bullets and smile, Budha gets fucked like pedaphiles/ I'll speak on behalf of all those wit better shit to do than to listen wak rymes/ If U cant come Up wit good Punches, go to RapArena were talented rap is a crime/ I rip MCs at night, so they know they worthless befor bed/ I'll make Geny' take out his prefix, and put in S. U. I. insted/ Wit avetures of bitches that wont even speak to him, just to add to his follen rep/ U should do like MC AK, and kiss my ass just for respect/ |
haha <-- look at that 'eye', im laughin at cha
ill make u fall flat on ya fuken face before i clap ya u sayin im kissin ass? fuck you, i dont need ya respect i get more of that where im from, consider yaself wrecked this stupid MC mustve got dropped on his head at birth now u think you down on the net, but bitch thats all ya worth look, i aint got beef dog, but u need to think before ya speak because your weak, fuck the streets, only place u can hang is dawsons creek |
I dont want no beef either, Just wanna bash Ur skull and be on my way/
A.K. U get put in my closet, were the kids can reach to blast at each others face/ Im not gonna speak on U, God fucked U up enouth/ Beef aint served cold, It comes wit a side order of "shut-the-Fuck-Up"/ and yeah, I got dropped on my head, lost a cupple of screws/ I aint in my right mind, like niggaz who join Ur crew/ Or better yet, like kids who think calling dem selvs A.K. is wat them thugs do/ Im da nigga that'll strap a bomb to ya moms chest and detinate it when she hugs U/ My cloudy skillz'll shroud Ur Karma/ this nigga whatches chick flicks just to see drama/ Im on U like snake, but I still wouldnt bite U/ U getting besides Urself homie, like if I grab a sword and sliced U/ |
You say you spit like AK's but u more like Baretta/
Bring shame to the game, got cows callin you Heffer/ MC's spit on you cos you flip at little shit and miss/ Even simple shit got you confused, you can't begin to diss/ Rep who ya want, compared to me you be overshadowed/ Cos I be ridin like the all mighty, gospel truth and hallowed/ Remember, Jesus loves you, everyone else think u you a cunt/ I don't even try to diss you yet you claim you big an confront/ I slap you back down to ya level ya coward nigga you ain't nothin/ And yet again i'm finishin my verse askin you to bring somethin/ :) |
riddle me this who tip toed through the game
just to spit flows like giant balls of flame and rip hos who continuously callin his name I do it all, I'm the one and the same nigga ya brains a fuckin riddle unto yaself you more fruity then that bag of skittles on the shelf at that afghani quiki mart where you buyin gas cheap at least you gettin some flowin cause ya ass did was leak and don't speak please nigga not another word I done heard enough rappers like you ya fuckin lame ass hurbs |
Diallo...I think i've done dissed you before
You aint had enough...i think i'll diss you once more Diallo...what kinda name is that? You heard Diablo...you changed it thinkin it'd be phat Even if you was "Diablo" i'd call ya "Diabla" Diablo is a he devil and Diabla is a she devil...and you thinkin you all rough Naw...just a bluff...my rhymes will lock you up tighter than if they was hand cuffs You joined in 2003 and have more posts than me and still no win You rhymin good in your dreams, in re-al-i-ty you suck and you can't see, kinda hard when your rhymes go in garbage bins Your rhymes are probably worse than your sins...you ever havin talent is a thought that is grim Your rhymes are compared to a pair of rusted rims They're old, rusty, been here long and have made no use...meaning no wins I don't even read your rhymes cuz they are boring In my opinion, they are a lot worse than my old man snoring (my dad lol) Shouldn't be an opinion, should be a fact, cuz you rhymin skills are wack and that is somethin you lack So stop puttin on that act and just face the facts...bitch STEP BACK! You scared...those were my thoughts exact Sorry bitch, didn't mean to frighten you Just suck it all up like you do dicks and FACE WHAT'S TRUE! |
MAn PLaygeriouzing and Killin the moode wit whack rhymez
Gotta be Kidding me this nigga spit 34 lines man i kno u suck but u show it like that Did u make it to bad no u gone throught Puberty Whack YOU wish you was goo but still aint nuttin Donuts wit holez and shit Glazed what u be Fuckin |
yo dis due talkin like he tha shit,
his shits lude and he should quit, homie goin with 6 lines ina spit, and he actin like he dont know, has to think about his lines cause he cant flow, me i spit rhymes off the top of my head, while he sittin down he still studda steps instead, im like a human grinder waintin to get fed, cause you deservs it cause those wack rhymes he said. |
ay solja, hock up real lines before u spit
outa all 9 lines, all i heard was shit so your a human grinder, well bitch guess what ima pour pig fat n shit in the feedin slot you weak mutha fucka, you and ya peep i spit lines like freddy cruegar, "u best not fall asleep!" bitch nigga, only wak rhymes here are yours yeh you got ya word, but where fuck's this guys balls? man, guess what you left me nuthin to talk about ya might be half lyrical, bout soulja? thats sumthin i doubt |
Dont Ever Say suntin bout whack thats u repesentin
Cuz u not no Definition only of whack u presentin so man lemmie rip this quick iight u lil bitch only nigga i ever seen Filthy but not Rich Holla Back ! ( = 1 = ) ! |
I think it's time to put this so called killah in his place
you ain't fuckin murderer just a nigga who free base that nigga love hard wood I think it's time you told the truth you've been takin back shots since your days as a youth and nigga you know you love its as long hard n thick claimin you an upscale rhymer but nigga you class' sick |
Diallo thinks he's some kind of an assasin
the only applause he gets is his b/f's ass slappn/ My rhymes will take you back to when you first started have you black eyed askin where's the love and actn retarded/ Thought you was an ace but i have you discarded call me moses swing an axe have your dome piece parted. |
yo no wonder they call you jeneric,
you spittin wack lines like ozzie and harriet, and you cant handle it, try and get a grip on what you think is good rhymes, then you lose the grip wit those wack lines, so scroll up back to page 77 and go back to mines, if you wanna see somethin tight, cause you got tha wrong idea, when i look in your eyes i see fear, touch my rhyme on tha screen so you can start to see clear. |
Nigga learn to follow d strict scheme,put it in a clip and u still on d bacics
My lines are like a heavy rain on u and i feel ya pain,cos u as wack ass lame, keep ur toy gun for ur son and dont fuck with da bitch dats gonna electrify u with a high current switch, nigga twist ur ideas,learn to keep d boat steady, cos mayne u aint ready for me when shits gonna get roudy… and u aint got d gawls to face a chick dats gonna make u wimp noody…………. if dis gee sees me on d street he goona pee on his jeans scared i could shoot up his knees…. Ur philosofy is “hope never dies”………… dats all fantasy and no reality cos 1ce u a looser dats what u are and i think its proper for u and ur paper…….. Nobody fuck with me especially fake peeps cos i clap dem up real quick and make dem give up easily....i bet dats what u just did ;) |
xxxtacy mami come on get it right....
trust me niccahs been there in that ass all through the night... you rap tight naw shorty thats a no go... like that couch being tight for a porno... turn your boyfriends into homos... slap ya take your doe and your man whip... and since you wanna talk nasty i'll shit on your lip... lyrically unstaed off the map ma start practicing... or call heff up and start acting..... |
your atifficially made
your ryhmes is played post under bl again ill give a permanent shayde... always be ontop till im withered and grayed... collapse your exposure... give your thread for closure.. pull out a semi auto and hose ya... cut your head oof... so you can be your own brown nose ah....... get him........... |
this bitch is tha newest member in rb, you really don have tha right ta diss
Mr. shade is a movie star in a flick called tha next hoe drinkin R. kelly piss haha wut do you mean of "us", who does that include i think it's men who like dudes ~time to end this~ this is a tight thread why did shayde have to ruin it gaily, wit his small and feeble flow next time put down tha needle hoe a i'll battle you if im any1 dont refuse |
ya flow's like that of a underfed delor-e-on/
fueled wit garbage, now wonder ya record is 0h-and-one/ the future? at least go back to where ya came from/ no future. no hope. admit it, it's finished, over. done. and I hope ya call me out on tha front lines/ wishin for the 1-1, new record is 0-proph lyricaly wipt my ass the second time/ holla. need battles. (metaphor explanation-in the movie Back to the Future the car was a Delorean and it used garbage for fuel. thought that would help out the simple minded) |
listen up Pr0phetic/
u suck so much dick it makez u seem athletic/ this dude cant move thre i said it/ i think this fag iz dien CALL THA FUCKN MEDIC/ i looked at yo shit and read it/ u should read it and click edit/ |
aight g dogg u gotta bring a bag to pick up ure crap/
i think u know ure supposed to diss the guy..next time use rap/ and don't think u be humpin bitchez all ure life either/ this ain't some ghetto wanna be rap society it's cypher/ on this site u won't go around usin ure gay trix/ cause u couldn't walk a straight line if everyone but u were chicks/ so heres a closer for u go home man and stop trying to be good/ just cause u may were a hoodie doesn't mean u been in da hood/ |
whitegold....
u just a weak dumb tynna b bold... u was right this is a cypher but u didnt get it right..dawg u didnt diss proper.. i laffed at ya 8 lines just like d simileys... cos ya speach didnt click...that was just a waist of time... make sure u gada up disses next time... if ya dont wanna be called a bloody boring swine...take time ;) |
XXXTasy U need ta stay off that shit/ Cuz u ain't nothin', jus like them lines u Spit/ Bitch nothin' scare u? Yea thats what U say/ I bet u sleep wit ya mommie jus ta feel safe/ I have no love for some little girl/ This ain't pop bitch, u in the Rap World/ So stop feedin lines think-in u hard/ Cuz I don't respect u or what u stand for/
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i'll fill this bitch with fear..tremble in far distance.//
mistress apears like we invaded rear in her business// this chick is crazy..it aint about what u stand for// exept for the fact that your abilities need to expand more// dumbass ..learn to speak outta the dictionary// if all fails earn a livin outta the military// cant spit in public cause your rymes are memorized// read them over ten times..dirty lyrics need to be sanitized.. |
yo stop this shit it aint hard to win from a bitch like u // eastcoast westcoast bitch this flow aint worth a rhyme yo this is true // my flow still stayin D muthafckin best // hold my gun aimed rite on ur chest // fuck it u dead already in this rhyme // y even bother u aint worth to die // u think itz fly thinkin " am i a female gangsta yet " // fuck it u aint lil kim get bac to rest // u like movies like the lion king , scared of dem gangsta movies cuz they look 2 real // herz a real G & this nigga aint affraid to die that$ 4real // u still smokin all them drugs // while i spend my $$$$ on new dubs// u endin up in a bodybag by the end of this rhyme // take a reply b4 gettin outta time
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lmfao.......... i can see u respected me.... cos those weak shits aint the definiton of a diss.... rapmisstress...bitch kneel in front of ME in the altar and feel blessed... ima put slugs in ya flat chest... cos u a slut with a flat ass..... this aint pop...gurl u right... then y u droping it like u got bitch slapped....not right.... :nono: i aint thinking im hard.... cos i am,infact i could eat up with ur heart *burp*... you aint a rapmisstress.. you just a trashmisstress.... we've had enuff of you wacks....so plz rest |
a yo check XxXtasy u spose to diss tha one above you\\
this flow is so complex it will take a 1hr to realize i drug you\\ obviously retarded can't understand tha above concept\\ you think you think you tight because you wun tha cock suckin contest\\ yor only competitor was your mom and as far as i know she is still tha best\\ so dumass get off tha E , berfore you get hit witta D thas why E is second\\ switch tha letters around and you got my weapon\\ |
Back to the Future? You mean Back to the Past
Man you pretty much remindin me of someone in the past that was real half ass You're like trash...you smell, definitely you hated Stink at rappin so bad that's why we all evacuated You so happy and glad thinkin you made it I hate to break it to you, your lyrics aint close to rap...not at all related Hey before you clown on somebody for spelling something wrong....learn to spell DUMB! It isn't dumass, it's dumb ass stupid ass! |
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