Diss The Person Above You
 

Do Like The Title Says

Six Lines MINIMUM

Ambiguous well you can call me ambidextrous,
Flexiblity know to all others as preacious,
Cause i can flip the flow and still be headin straight to the top,
You try to "flip the script" and all it does flip flop,
Set up shop, killin the mod, but it aint no "Biggie"
I'll get ya wife like Tupac and have a little Quickie.

You Dissin Someone On A Higher Level Than You, Dawg U Dumb..
Betta Run..Cause My Merkin Aint Gonna Be Fun..
Rhymes Gettin Shitter Line After Line..Time After Time..
Looks Like You Gone be Gettin Losses Rhyme After Rhyme..
If the Rules Didnt Say 6 Lines, I Could Merk You In 5..
This Guy Is Shit In Text, Imagine Wat He Sounds Live..

^Got dayum... shit was funny... last two lines made me go, "oooh"
-Ambiguous

face it zany you're spits are weak devoid of technique
you couldn't merk the dead internet tech geek
your wackness is defined so yeah.....in that you're lyrically unique
i'd diss you but your words aren't on my level verbally
fuck wit me the next words you'll hear will go "911, Emergency?"
dissing jae cyph in your sig you must be stuck on stupid
why did you even post your diss was basically useless
801 post deep you have yet to elevate to a higher plane
lookit everybody shepney zany's rhymes are still gay

You Talkin Bout Elevatin When U Got 4 Losses And 1 Win..
Looks Like The Odds of Seein U Win Is Like Seein A Shark Wid 1 Fin..
U Got 405 Posts..And U And Elevated At All He Seems To Jus Bite Quotes..
You Dont Spit IN Real Life Cuz He Chokes..Like Wen He DeepThroats..
He Cant Seem To To Rap Well Cause His Last 2 Lines Didn't Rhyme..
People Will Jus Laugh When Ur Verses Are Compared To Mine..

fuck a net record dawg i couldn't care less
15-5 is far from being the best
your wack retort resorts to adolescent dick jokes
apparently you can deep throat and not bother to choke
my words don't need to rhyme please read between the lines
or are you deaf stupid gay wack and BLIND
but its cool though shep everything is okay
like i said before dawg you're just PLAIN GAY

apparently you can deep throat and not bother to choke
^Ahahaha... shit was funny as fuck... i smell beef.
-Ambiguous

Wid a Score Like Urs It Obviuosly Shows You Dont Care..
Them Losses Hit You IN Ur Ass, But U Still Aint Aware..
I Bet You Wan Be A Vet So U Post In Here To Get Ur Posts Up..
U'll Suck Anyones Dick Just To Get Ur Votes Up..
Dont get Ur Hopes Up..Cause Wid Verses Like Dat Deres No Wins For You..
Think It Through..Leavin This Site Is The Best Thing For You..
Dont You Realise T.I.C Was Beggin For Me To Join..
But All I Seemed To Do Is Flip Them Off Wid My Hands On My Groin..
Wats The Point..Of Cypherin Someone You Cant Beat..
This Aint Even A Battle But i Can Already Taste Defeat..
Its Great To Meet Someone As Unique As Me..
I Am DOPER Than You, But U Dont Seem To See..

Your Verses Are Contagously Wack, They Should Come Wid A Caution..
If Ur Mum And Dad Saw You Spit Some Shit Like Dat They'd Wish They Gave U An Abortoin..

OOOOOHHHH DAM U GOT KILLED BRA

i'm sure you taste defeat because your rhymes repeat
please before you're deceased make a thought thats complete
me beat sorry shep things don't look that way to me
how could i lose to your verbal complancency?
i can't tell where ya rectum ends and ya neck starts
i'll stain your chest red like your underwear after wet farts
this fags gayer than vin disel so i'm forced to rip this man apart

let me invite you inside the darkness of my mental vortex
spit razor bars that'll disengage you from your cerebral cortex
how can you spit hard your testes haven't even formed yet

This one's to you lil profit, no beef, just the truth,
With a record like yours, these mods should fuckin give you the boot//
These hits hurt when I spit and I'll never stop drummin,
Hey that's my dick, lil profit, did you see that one cummin?//
Maybe I'll give you my screen name so we can keep in touch,
And I can break down my verse to you 'cause you don't understand much//
I say "hey look into the future," you say "all I see is black,"
That's because your life's about to get derailed right off the track//
And speaking of trains, that reminds me of your mom and that one nighter,
But I'll save that story for the yo momma thread, another good cypher//

hay yo...

just play tha cards life handed to you, you werent delt skill...
he quotes his own lines in his sig casue noone else will...
you cant rap and i'll call your faults like i was a ref....
anything you prepeare wouldnt be well-done even though your name is chef
you aint tha best, take a break for while your flows off today g...
you suck ..........but like were your currently at it'll be OK See....

he quotes his own lines in his sig casue noone else will...
^Ahhhh, funny shit.
-Ambiguous

I stick billy in the neck with an ice pick really....Billy needs to back up his rymes sound silly... You need to elevate your skill from elementary....negative dirt six feet deep equal cemetary. Im a leave you buried. And if you think of coming back think twice before you hurry...
There aint no sorrys tomorrow I sever limbs from torsos... dump em in different boroughs. Only lord knows...how I go when it goes down.. I been destroying emcees since I was ten I need to slow down. Box billy lyrically round for round.... K.O. in the first and let loose two rounds son..

And for sure this is done.

Let me put this in re-wind, so you can see-rhymes, cause Im not one to compete-with/
Cause krushblinds-fucked, and his rhymes-suck, don.t make me repeat-this/
And its more like you need to elevate, and if this was school, you.d still be in pre-school/
Cause you cant pass-ya-tests, now ya trying to blast-the-vets?, ya cant, ya spits arent lean-fool/
This bitch wants to step into the ring, but he cant pick up the gloves, so whys he think he already won?/
I just spit lyrical-text, hitting you like a hysterical-wreck, . and for sure this is done./

Kaos is a good name cuz that explains this fags rhymes
Nothin flowing together, wack with his lines
I spit flows so deep at this kid give him a heart attack
Then hit him in the chest with my "punch" bring his life back
I'm like a hurricane rippin this kids head off
Kid trys to be on the map but i just dropped him off
He trys to emulate my words and the way i speak
U can't compare to my flows everythin u say is weak
Wack ass rhymes from this wack ass emcee
U couldn't sell ur cd so u gave it away for FREE
PEACE

Look at this faggot above me someone must've lied
Tellin him he's dope bitch can't even follow rules and spit 6 lines
Bitch approach this site thinkin he's sickly ill
When he can't even spell his own name he bout to be drilled
We should do pinkslips just to get you out this site
Mother fucker a pussy but he still ain't tight

If this is the remix i hate to see the original
But let me tell I don't speek I spit and I gets physical
You need to regroup rethink and rewrite your rymes
Cause i'm a remake and take me time blowen yo' mind
Smack you with the shit that a shater your spine
leave ya paralyzed fucked over and stary eyed
Take your wheel chair and run it over with a fucken semi

Chase compared to yours my rhymes levitate
i kicked down your door cus for battles i'm never late
my template has me kickin your ass very fast
you're probly some broke ass Detroit trailer trash
you're the apples falling off i'm the fuckin tree
it's like i'm owning you so you need to bow down to me
oh what a tragedy i'm not even very mad yet
don't blame me shit happens when you're my target//

this rat is so wack he isn't worthy of a diss
as an adversary he's dead n' buried......fuck pugilist
i'll chop down this tree leave him stumped and confused
you don't belong in tha cypher find something new to do
you're never late for a battle..i'm like why'd you even show up
telling cats they need to bow down you need to grow up
your flow sucks you can't rap you make me want to throw up
get out this thread and for gods sake please don't come back
you don't deserve to cypher.... much less run rap

You Talk Shit but Remain Th One Un-Worthy of a Diss/
Stalk Clips wit ya Brain and You Done Hurtin From This/
I'LL Fill Tha Void You From Wit Some Decent War Bars/
Just Real Annoyed I Tell You Your Dreams but you Reachin 4 Stars/
Infect you Wit Bleech or Sars, Runnin You in Jeeps or Cars/
Your Rap Couldn't Keep Pace Wit a Fuckin Snail in'a Chowda Race/
Ya So Slow Lyrically your Rap Taste is like the kid wit no tounge-misplaced/
Outta Place Without a Trace, Diss me Back I'll Make Shit OUtta ya Face/
Blood Encased, Like This is Thick Cement Over Your Waste/
It Flood to Set You in Place, You Gonna Stab My Back So I Wrecked You In Case/

too much smoking herb has obviously got ya brain cells depleted
thinking ya ill please bitch you're merely conceited
biting lines from 8-mile as an emcee you're a joke
ganksta?you wouldn't know a shank if i left one in ya throat
i'll throttle this sissy leave him pissing his pants
when i'm finished he'll be nothing but food for plants

Hey everyone, this guy calls himself an M.C
Nothin but a little bitch with the "I can't rap disease"
Sittin up all night readin "Cat in the Hat"
Thinkin "Those are good rhymes, How can I do that?"
I know how, Just shut the fuck up DICK
Your lips must be glued because you fo sho can't spit
So here is some advice "GO DIE"
I'll help you, here's a Gun, COMMIT SUICIDE
BITCH

Brutal1, I can hear you comin out of your mouth, talkin slick/
that character under your name lol is you, suckin my dick/
you bitch ass nigga, need to stop bringin, wacness, to the cipher/
the mention of my name will make you shit inya diaper/
if, any of you wac ass nigga, wonna battle me dog/
a lyrical killin of you that'll be dog/

listnen up
what the fuck you chattin you cant rattle me dog?/
i only just started and you bitchen like a dog/
your the 1 who cant be shook when your vibratin in your boots/
i drop your shit ass jeans and kick you in your fruits.../
thats if u got ne bitch/
ill leave you now u punk go suck off a few guys and drink all there spunk lol this is rap and your stale as lyrics are fuckin punk.


peace recignise brotherXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

you sound the same as rest on the net.
you growin ya lines just to invest in ya debt.
you in the wrong direction thinkin guns ARE the weapon...
..when the Mind made the gun, a gun's just the reflection.
i rap to teach a lesson, a student in this profession.
while you holdin on to Wessons not even feelin protected.

Ayo, I think joe kinda got you there son
let me see whos feelin that... next to none
just pick up ya balls an run
dont get mad at me
im just tryin to have fun
i decided to spit at your level
wit some playschool rhymes
taking every syllable one at a time
you sound a little illiterate
im just tellin you for you own sake
im tryin to be considerate....ste

hey yo profoundlyunique, what makes u think u can step up/
wait for someone to throw a diss, so u can suck up, yo what's up?/
u that cheap ya fuckin chump? pump u full of my puns, so u have somethin to rap on/
next time, bust lines, do the test, yo let's see u rhyme, instead of take sides/
but this bitch only likes to play nice, cuz he scared ta pick fights/
bitch, ya that's right, I'll let u have the gun and I'll take the knife/
and slice u twice, and watch they pain suffice, from this serrated blade coated with ice/
just put u on the hold, cuz ur blood flow begins to turn cold/
and u ain't bold enough, to turn heat up to defrost ya nuts!/
punk what? pissed cuz u know I'd fuck u up!/
and I bet now ya scared, so plz do dare ta stare/
cuz one glance at me and u'll die from lack of air/

Gene Pool...

Look at this.. another wack name in this rap game..U should be a shamed..
Ya tactics is like calm water ...A Dead Flow..
Put this virgin in a choke hold-I through Genes in a Pool..
and watch this herb Turn Blue..
Im cruel .- beat you over the head with the video game clue..
and u still won't have an idea..U fear my Claws that rip like bears..
I bring true Fear..as I tear threw Ya skin ..Because im known for rippen flesh for a livin...

Blah

why u in this lab? u aint fo real bio*chemist
givin fake prescriptions, when u a lyin' dentist
but imma end this, but spittin it perfect
people give u props when u didnt deserve it
didnt even earn em, fuckin quit the rap game
u cant make sense, this bitch justs acts vague

yo I must agree, bio chemist, I'll put u in a choke hold unwillingly/
bitch can't bring beef if he was in the middle of a heated street/
while packin a piece, but u need more then a 9 mil to beat my knee/
curb stomp u clean, cuz u steppin to the wrong person B/
so stop frontin and leave, let us rap in peace, we don't need u jackin up are beats/
with these weak spits thinkin u speakin deep, just eat shit/
bitch ur piss got harsher shit cuz it smells like u just packed ur dads crack between his ass/
now that's bad, not only u gay but incest, and that's wack/
so just step back, cuz u juss got murdered, but that should be an honour/
cuz I worked this with class/

watch as i drown gene is his pool that aint to cool
i'll rape you anally cuz ya raps are str8 doo-doo
herbs battling each other you don't know rap do you
please excuse me for being ill and way to rude
but your wackness forces me to school you
ya stretched lines can't touch my type of skill
cyphering against you is merely a cheap thrill
you the type of wackcee that gives me the urge to kill

your simplistic skills makes mother goose look complex
I'll blaze you like a blunt then pass so who's next
I don't play with kids I don't run a day care
So I guess hurting your feelings just wouldn't be fair
So i'll give you a hug you underaged thug
Do like the real mob roll u up in a rug
Toss you over a bridge burn it for fun
face this Gurl come second to none

You're A Girl? Ah... Now Your Sig Makes Sense... Anyways... Let Me Get Them Digits. :D
-Ambiguous

aimed at chase

Man You Wack As Fuck You No Basterd Cause U A Bitch...
Ur Verse Was Shit..Chase Is Gonna Be RB's Next Fucken Slik..
The Closest You Ugly Ass Gon Get To Sex Is Dat Song Nookie..
No Wonder Your A Gurl, Cause You A Fucken Pussy..
This Bitch Is Always Runnin Thats Why Her Names Chase..
Your A Discrase..Hopefully My Verse Will Put Her Back To Place..
Punches Leavin You Dead..Maybe It Will Fix Your Head..
The Only Time Ur Names Gon Be On Top Of Mine Is In This Thread..

why u gonna diss chase, when really ur misplaced?
nothin but a fuckin dickface, with a venereal case
but bitch wait, look it, ur a cashmoney wannabe
ill cut your legs off and leave ur ass runnin' wanna see?
haha thats funny, none of these bitches can match ya
u got the slowest rhymes in race, which means we lapped ya
and this is mai laughta at ya, hahahahaha....haha

man stfu if u aint got shit to spit with

Tellin Me To Shut Up..U Must Be One Of Dem Fluent Fools..
Wid WACK Rhymes Like Yours You Needa STFU Too..
Ur Verse Was Total Bullshit, Cuz It Had No Effect On Me..
I'm Much Doper Than A Bitch Newb..You Should Have Respect For ME..
I'll Let You See..Of How Much A Fag You Really Are..
By Showin Ur Shitty Lines That Let Me Win By Far..

why u gonna diss chase, when really ur misplaced?
nothin but a fuckin dickface, with a venereal case
but bitch wait, look it, ur a cashmoney wannabe
ill cut your legs off and leave ur ass runnin' wanna see?
haha thats funny, none of these bitches can match ya
u got the slowest rhymes in race, which means we lapped ya
and this is mai laughta at ya, hahahahaha....haha

Bitch Your Hole Verse Was Wack..Now Do U Realise You Crap..
Go To BitchSlapped..And Get Cracked..But Your Too Pussy To Hit Back...
I'ma Merk Your Ass, So I Can Show U That Sheps Boss..
Be Ready FOOL To Get Your First Loss..

i aint even tryin

sad really zany gets dissed wherever he goes
cuz like the trumpet at boot camp HE BLOWS
snot nosed sissy why do you act hard in cyphers
really your lines need help; they're difficult to decypher
why should anyone here respect your wack ass
when your behind me like methane when i pass gas
next time THINK then type WITHOUT caps
your shit is blurry like water stained road maps
quit rapping keep your day job Big Shep
for your walking in this cypher was just another mis-step

iight look bitch

Seriously You Need Some Lessons Of Rap..Cuz All U Spit Is Crap..
Skills Is Wat You Lack..Dawg You Gettin Bitch Slapped..
Can You Picture That?..You Betta Cause Its Gonna Happen..
Quit Rappin..Man You Aint Throwin Punches YOU Slappin..
Smith Comes Out The Closet Wid His Boyfriend Lickin His Lips..
Heres Some Good Tips..Leave RB Go Back To Suckin Dick..
Thats About It..Before B.R.E Realises You Wack, And They Give You The Flick..
The Only Time You ILL Is When You Get Sik From People Wid AIDs..
Dont You KNow That Mentaly Kursed Left B.R.E For D.N.A..
You Just Another Computer Nerd..And A Herb Bitch..
You Cant Beat Me..And Thats Werd-Smith..

tell me what u think amby lol

from alpha to omega i play kids like sega.
im the one who cut the pic in ya sig with my new razor.
as you run ya fingers through you knew it was Joe influenced.
i only do it to make you linger in darkness afraid of music.
you tried to make ya pen burst but came up with a limp verse.
so hide behind ya wall before i maul you skin first.

Joe influenced? man you wack recitin' abraham's speech
And the picture in your sig looks like you reppin james and the giant peach
So watch me get this fruit and toss him into the pits
You couldnt influence me if you taped my eyes open and were a hypnotist
Cause i can close my ears like your chances of stayin in RB
Ill beat you for slips just so you can PROMOTE ME
~Fundz

your not a huricane your not even a breeze
your a fucken fag thats why you stay on your knees
I'm to nice to the cowards thats why come with the garbage
but I'm here to take out the trash cuz its maken me nausous
I'm sick of these kids in a grown folks biss
Half of yoou bitches don't know what a multi is
Learn some shit before you come so head
Cuz the shit u say makes me think your a retard


And to that other bitch
Don't cry LOL

You a Flyweight son ... Your verse don't even apply to me
Rhyming scheme is wack ... comin like you teachin a alemic class
you ain't even a threat .... so I breath the plague
an theres not much of a "chase" .. wit your tail between your legs
oh, an on the matter of illness .. you only gettin with the flu
an your eyes kinda chinky now ... like lucy lu

I take chase and brace my knuckles round the neck bone.
For fuckin with folks thats grown get your folicles blown.
pieces of molecules fling when I bring nine to dome.
five let go thru the temple leaving dimples this is simple.
If I miss I come so close Im making ripples on your butt cheeks.
Watch your ass nigguh and breath deep.
You can run but cant hide and never snore when you sleep.