Diss the person above...
 

How The Fuck Can This Guy Above Become A Mod...
This Must Be Like A Mistake, Actually A Rap Fraud...
I Cant Believe This Guy's 1-0 With 1500 Posts...
I Diss The Shit Out Of Him All The Way Back To Angeles, Los... *
I'll Make This Doggy-Dog Bounce His Way Off RB...
So I Threw Together This B.D.D Dissin Quick Key...**

* - 'Angeles, Los' backwards and pronounced low-s...
** - B.D.D means bouncedoggydog

EDIT: It stated 'This A B.D.D.' so I changed it... peace

Who ya clowning kid?... Cuz to RB it's obvious your just another Skid....
Like Shit stains ya maintain horrendous Flows... Not 2 mention ya hard on the nose...
With played lines and stank rhymes you'll neva shine... Like stolen clocks, Kid this just ain't YOUR time...
So Son ya best retreat... Cuz I devour Herbs like Bug's does fiberous treats...
Explaining your lackluster post?... Why that's just newbish and more so than most...
Aids infected dick's are the most Lethal Injections this kids reppin...
My Criminal Con-text sheds light on ya clouded spec's... Try that for a lesson...


(Since this is the most active thread, I just want to thank you guy's for sticking to the rules and cleaning up this forum. Shit looks good in here now, lets keep it that way. The better RB looks, the better you look...)
~Bounce~

this guy is born addicted to sperm and semen
dealin wit real thugs might send ya ass directly to heaven/
bounce doggydog RB dont need a damn low class
plus your not gon be a mod if you dont kiss the admins ass/
so pack ya things..leave we dont want you
ya the oppressed dawg go now we aint gon stop you/
messin wit k-9 is the equivalent of the deadliest plague
so bow to the reallest coz ya ass juz got played/

dissin lethal,
Lethal plus a mic.. must be equal to wackness
you might be prayin its not k-9 who'll write this/
coz when i attack.. im like the last samurai to slice you
but if you run.. bullets of my glock-9 will catch you/
i wont diss you no more coz i kno you cant take this
just stop rap fag coz ya didnt know what this is/

i eat emcees like you daily, i'm a cannibal you will see/
if beat u like i could i'd get charged for animal cruelty!/-
kid you've never scored, what u lookin at mah replays for?/
this faggot couldn't get in the game changin his name to ea sports!/-
i'll leave u stabbed wit chalk we vets run shit while ur ass just walks/
your whack n' false, you claim u the realest yet all you pack is talk..../-

Bane? Yeah maybe the Bane of my existence..
You bug me, I'd end your life for six pence..
Then I'd be your Bane, and leave you lifeless..
It's inane that I give you all this strife and stress..
Your new yet played, like cards in a casino..
Your a fat purple kid, like your name is Dino..
Only five posts, and still ended this soon..
An untimely death, like a gunslinger at noon..

dissin k-9

dogg you lines dont even rhyme/
talkin bout 9's , my personals send a chill down ya spine/
they said crime pays but your dumb ass couldnt get a dime/
your flow is not understood, like you were spittin as a silent mime/
you wouldnt be hot in the head, if a flueroscent bulb was shinin on ya mind/
you are past your prime, outta the lime, you represent wackness ahead of its time/

ok..i had enuff...

this RB waging of war puts a burden on my shoulders/
chuz se7en is the only decent one is the dynasty soldiers/
i get bolder..enough to say that your squad should quit while ahead/
'chuz even sowers with parkinsons dont waste this much thread./
your crew is dead...no1 cares..talk about neglect/
and Roc-a-fella's the only dynasty i respect/

blah

nice ^^
hatin on dynasty, you should comit SUICIDE like ya crew/
cus ill leave shitt hangin from ya sideburns and i aint talkin bout jews/
and if se7ens better than me how come i promoted him and made co leader/
your just a member in ya crew, your nothin but a bottom feeder/
scared to get yours wit three wins, dogg thats pathetic/
10 wins since december thats skillfully energetic/

no hate

iceman your wack stop tryin to rhyme/
your saying the same shit everytime/
ill stick you in the heater and make you defrost/
you can kneel down to me/
might as well call me boss/
you can leave this place you just got fired from the freezer box/

\Fuck all this talk about Ice and crews.
M_chex on the mic Spittin fire, twice as nice as you.
Exterminatin yo fake asses like Jews.\
\I aint rascist tho, just compoundin words, lookin for a way to verbally abuse.
You fools, through and through, lyrically assinatin each and every last member of your faggot ass crew.\
\And it's true your dynasty aint shit, Homicide rap, hollow tip spit.
When got shots ring out have you squattin down, lookin like you coppin a shit\
\Faggot, your energy is depleted. Go anally penetrate the energezier bunny,revamp ya energy, cause shit son, it's needed.\

Just alittle quick off the dome action, tryin to put holes through ya factions.
NO HATE, THIS IS WHAT HIP-HOP IS.

Kidz getting all cocky typing there first post...
I sure as fuck wasnt like that, something to boast...
M_Chex, Get with the program, Taste this bitches' wrath...
Sign Contracts, And your still trying to stop the blood with your contacts...
Your style'z Maxed, Like a credit card, After you needed emergency x-lax...
This verbal penetration...Has met its destination...no more needed contemplation...
But your lacking concentration...Chek this 'm' this a tru emcee ya facin...


Edit: Haha...Just felt like changing my rhythm on that last bar...

Muthaphukka, , what the hell is that bull$h!t, Jixi
You must live in FagsVille, where like none of the chicks be.
You're wack, fool, your rhymes stink like a wino's vomit
And if I find your book o' lyrics, I gonna burn or bomb it.
What you doing here? Your shyt's taking up valuable webspace
What's in your head? Space. What's in your bed? Gays.
I spit cyanide... persistantly killin you wee fags
You're spittin pure balls, cos you're constantly tea bagged
Go on, call me homophobic! Man I ain't scared of my home,
Perhaps you rhyme better with my D-Eagle at your dome......

*CLACK CLACK*!!!

maybe not......

It's another English Bloke...Who's stale raps are nutt'n butt A joke...
Dawg-E-Dawg's styles are visious in which you could neva cope...
I decimate ya every state... Sharp lines invade ya cranial plate...
Like Bobby and whitney on thier first date... I'm blowing thru your bars like flakes...
Face it kid, to RB your useless... Couldn't find reason if it was herb hunting season...
So quit the lyrical treason, before I let lose shockwaves N leave ya convulsing n siezing...
One last thing... quit rap... Cuz like snitches... bitches are better known to sing...



(Let's get more participation in other threads or I will have to close them)
~Bounce~

Dawg-E-Dawg, or Dog_eat_Dog! You practice auto-fellatio!
I'm 1000 to 1 times better than you, fool, that's my ratio
From the city of Lost Angels, where's your spirit's protection gone?
You're getting served like James Blake by this Lyrically Eclectic Don
What you got for me? Apart from random burbling and Babbling?
I'll battle rap you while your b!tch sits on my beefy black javelin
Filet O Fish emcees, Proliphik's continually battering
And if your shyt don't improve, the Dog's front's will get clattered in
"He's a Limey" Blah blah blah, "He eats cucumber sandwiches"
Keep up with your bullshyt, and you'll be wrapped up in bandages
Efficient and concise, that's how a dude like me handles this
"Where's DoggyDogg?" He's in the gutter, that's where that shyt emcee lanquishes!

You sure ain't Snoop, boy!!!

Big words for such a small turd, you couldn't get lyrical revenge even tho ya a nerd...
All we read was recycled crap, like the stains in ya undies... stink, ya shit doesn't lack...
I know you've been served more than Mickie D's, fillet o fish in ya lines... kid please...
Step the fuck off, cuz before you typed you had already 'lost'...
Like in the land-of... Chaka to Holly this cat ain't got no-love...
Like Fire starter I'm burning ya every line, 'Drew' flames over this lame...
Just to Burrymore... With heat ya can't just ignore....
So fuck a whack newb, cuz like primative man, ya brow is the only thing that protrudes... (figure it out)

bounce doggy dog beta bounce an run off...
ye u a mod but ya lyrics cum soft...
u dun lost..to stillborn typin an eatin a cross...
a demon born rymin wit timin at all cost...
u aint nuthin to me but name wit out game...
u easy to mame leavin u in shame..lost to newb wit yoself to blame.. ha ha fool

^ Are you serious? Nah you have to be fucking around....

~Bounce~

^ Stillborn Up Here Cant Stay On Flow For Shit...
Man, If You Hadnt Seen 8 Mile, Your Ass Wouldnt Make It...
Bitch Uses Thong Pictures To Pretend Like Hes A Playa...
Ive Heard Better Rhymes From 'ytegrl' You Just A Faka...
Better Go Practice Your Rhymes Cause You Getting Dissed...
If We Were In A Battle, You Be On My 'NJected' List...

to- ominous

yo kid your spittin wack bars that dont even make sense/
dynasty soldiers presents, ice man, to leave ya name spoken only in tha past tense/
you aint no boss, in any category your underneath me/
im lyrically rippin ya from head to toe in 6 lines, briefly/
you dont even understand the concept of punches/
you cant eat no emcees, like anorexic kids at lunches/

Steel is strong, molten it'll bend..like weak minds & notions..
....I'll leave this kid unseen to love like blind ppls emotions..
Impressive graphic in your sig..truth be told its not yours..
So i'd just be fair
..........& like you did for droppin wack..just show remorse..
Got his first loss handed by Me,I..though im far from proud..
..& the way Iceman is always beneath me..
.......................................He must be from down south..

damn ace..took my shine...oh well To Iceman

ace is right...your sig is nice to bad its shared/
and i could take the dynasty soldiers out in pairs/
be aware..se7en's only there chuz he wanted to/
kid..you couldnt have seven's brains if he headbutted you/
gutted you...your ego is the size of boulders/
i'd leave your whole crew screaming.."We Were Soldiers/

i told ya dogg

yo dazata and str8 ace, the bottom is their place/
my shyt aint the best, but its better than your disgrace/
fuckin wit dynasty, when ya both from suicide inc/
i could take your whole crew out, in only one blink/
when i react i leave ya no time to think/
so fuck it, dynasty vs. suicide, lets put it in ink

readily agreed...i comply..get ready for my speed..
tried to battle your whole crew..but only two of you agreed..
goofier than need...ur level is lower than me and ace...
been here how long?.. and u still didnt elevate..
celebrate..your wack enough for us not be mad at you...
Suicideinc..is topical but me and ace will battle you...

aight then

i guess the shit has been spoken/
runnin over RB, leavin mics broken/
Spittin acid in ya wounds n leavin em open/
iceman vs. dasasta, "plees no" is what you hopin/
i still havent elevated, ha your funny, quit jokin/
fire shots at ya heads till ya dead, my lyrical barrel smokin'/

....im dissin iceman cause hes running a crew that blows
cause this bitch cant rhyme and if hes against me, he no shows....
....really dont wanna diss a wack bitch like your self
i could diss him and his whole crew, by myself....
....niggas gotta cheat and bit off verses to act like hes a rapper
when really this herb should be closing his fuckin flapper....

wack^^^ill diss you both

excuse me? iceman win a battle against me?....
when men grab him by the throat and rattle his wits see...
it gets me..heated when the above posts wack bars...
iceman couldnt beat me if Aisle 5 was his d/r..
kurage is wack...a newb...no even worth the "ie"...
Dont assume you'll win ice..ull make and "Ass" out of "u" and "me"...*

Iceman, Dazasta, BounceDoggyDog, Straight Ace, Proliphik, STillbornwida9, LethalInjections..

Who The Fuck Is Ice Man? You Aint Freezing Shit..
Might Aswell Quit, Cuz You Couldnt Be Hot If You Bit...
Straight Ace? You Bent Like An Old Deck Of Cards...
Why Cant You See, Your Verse Is Stupid Like Retards...
BounceDoggyDog? You Bit Half Of That Whack Name...
You Weak, My Punches Hittin You Without Taking Aim...
Dazasta? Its DisAsTer, From NewYork, Not The Hood...
Punching With Plaster, Ya Skill Level 0%, Understood?..
Proliphik? What The Fuck Were You Thinking????.....
He Cant Believe His Eyes, Thats Why He Blinking...
Done Rippin Everyone Above Me So Im Outta This Thread...
I'll Leave You In Peace Now, Theres No Lines Ahead...


Im Just Fuckin Wit Ya, Now Comes StillBornWida9...
You Couldnt Hit Me With All Your Words Combined...
Lethal Injections, Wins From Dq's, Earns No Respect...
You Whack Ass, Your Verse Does No Affect...


Pssss, hey it's diss the PERSON as in singular above, not the entire thread. Either way atleast you meet the line requirements, oh and dissing my name is just herbish. My name in it's self is a diss on the commercialzed blood sucking talent oppressing leeches of the industry... So get a clue children
~Bounce~

stillborns comin t merk ya nigga so get yo ass in line...
those lyrcal disasters...iz dat wat u call a rhyme...
this 9 i was born with says your name this time...

look at chu nigga actin like u got skills...
rhymin like that...u fucked on pills?..
thinkin u i'll but u jus got the chills..

if u can rap...y can't u put six lines on none ov us...
yo i gotta end this now or my guns r gona bus...

fool

yo ya name is stillborn wida 9 stop lyin/
cus ill redirect ya bullets to leave ya momz cryin/
have you layed out on the grass, the sound of the siren/
if i can rap? i can but you cant, so plees leave this/
couldnt rhyme if you tried, but your gonna try and diss/
and dogg ya guns aint gona bust, you cant even pop "cris"/

When out the glocks come... stop, run
i feel bad i have to murder the fag from top gun
you fake, a fag, U suck pretender
im servin Ice all day.. like a slushee vendor
U ain't arrogant, but when you burp I smell Cocky Air
Plus I'm takin blades to Ice... like a Hockey Playa

He call his self iceman, but I'll melt his punk ass/
You comin wit nursery rhymes, grow up dude you trash/
You really think that you can spit I cant let this pass/
Cause I need to appoint you to a pshycologist, take da class/
You got guns on ya avatar,, like you's a killah/
You's a bitch ass nigga thats soft as a catterpillah//

we should change this thread to "Got Beef Wit IceMan"

yo streetchamp

you aint no streetchamp, ill leave ya hangin from a street lamp/
your flows dont stand tall, they are limp, like the tip of a tree branch/
every1 got they chance, to try and diss/
but all they do is rant, they cant follow this/
my flow burns street champs like hollowtips/
so make like a bitch and swallow this/

See i knew you was a faggot from the otha kats that let u have it/
You poppin off at the mouth wit a dick in it, you bounce more than a rabbit/
And niggih you wont do shit, talkin bout a hollow tip/
Bitch you to pussy to lift a "bullet", so damn a clip//
Always a kat like u wanna shot at the Street Champ/
But in reality nigga you get pussy fucked unda a lamp//
You betta go buy a vest, to cover ya chest, unless/
When I'm done my lyrics gone burn thru u leah ya momma wit stress// You ol' bitchy ass niggih.

still here^^? anyway ill rip u and that herb fata for me and ace..

the fatality rate skyrockets..Dynasty is dead...
false notions of skill ice?..its all in ur head..
fallin in bed...heard every one of my name flips imaginable..
mirage is..here and there in back of iceman attacking the "poo"...
rackin' this newb...iceman desires to be gifted...
unstated rule:wackness forbidden..
...both fags are restricted...
sum quick shit..so u can talk slick..then deliver wackness...
this herb and ice are known to travel with lit blunts...so they can pack hits...

come for more...

yo dissin streetchamp
this cat cant spell, but my bullets expel/
rip through the chest on your flesh, and accel/
bounce like a rabbit, dogg it dont make sense/
like a double homocide, and no fingerprints/
bitin off my words, imma leave ya minced/
it said 6 lines, put ya glasses on and dont squint/

Im new to this rap, i dun even know you ice man//
you battalin me is like gambalin with dice man//
i slice stands like wrists, twist kids like this//
you think they felt you? bitch, i'll melt you//
look at ya verse, need lesson on how to spell too//
get a shower quick, i smell you, i took a power trip//
and got a battery so i hook it up, black to red//
plug it to both your arms, left you flat n dead//

Ice man...You cant contest...
Im the one who spits so cold, I break vests...
Lyricaly compared to daggers of ice...
What are you compared to? Chicken-fried-rice...
10th time of a complex investigation...
Your rhymes to fuckin weak, roar harder than the 10th aviation...

Hey jixi.. i got em first..now ya gotta change ya verse//
I aint even know how to say ya name, Jixi?//
punch so weak the only leave wind blow, they miss me//
i punch your lights out like a window, so diss me//
fucking idiiot.. bad ass bitch, from a sad ass klick//
i'll leave you limp n low.. like ya saggy flap dick//

ur spits so bad it's like lyrical suicide/ talkin bout dicks...the only thing u really ride/
i would suggest a goddamn beginners guide/ come close to me and b sliced from side to side/ if ya name is defcon/ y u wear a bullet proof vest made with teflon/ all this fucka wanna do is get his mack on/ but hes limp and low his hoes a bro/n his flow is slow/punk is all he noe/ this bitch really blow/ weather fast or slow/n btw ur rhymes need to go