I hope your still a boy man that shit was whack
got some growin' up to do, and some turning black
don't call a nigger that unless you run with the pack
and if you do 'k, I dont know you from my own asscrack
except it sounds better and aint stinking shit up
start thinking shit up instead of fuckin' it up
sorry Mc but I say what I see gotta say
My grans gums can spray better shit on a bad day
bitch listens to classical, her hairs grey
your shits way too radical, rippin' off of violent Jay?

Ozzy give it up...juss stick to drugs, rollin' and rock //
When you played legos wit Jack, the only time you hugged a block //
I have ya screamin' Sharon, like Kelly whinin' for help from Jack //
You can't even anounciate clearly, how you gon' spit back //



Makin' fun of his name like he's Ozzy Osbourne^^^ lol

yo...

listen...t lite ill be polite ya shit is so elementary...
its minimum of six lines you just got four of them pussy/
if its like a dumb n dumber thing then you must be the dumbest
if it clowns you battlin then maybe you can be the hardest../
but your in R.B and you kno that this is the home of finest
ya shits just came out of tha freezer nucca ya cant be hot/
fo sho youll call me a dog curse k-nine with blasphemy
look here fag i just crshed ya head with a swiss knife performin a surgery/
next time our text cross this cypher then bitch get ready to die
ya just voted out for bein a loser and ya the weakest link...goodbye.../

K-nine he cant spit, ill rip his heart wit a q-tip.
he soft, tryin to be hard ill have his own dog fuck him in the yard.
yo man its true about what you said to t lite but be easy he still drinkin pedolite.
your just another punk walkin the block, rdy to get layed out right on the sidewalk.
Ill dig you a shallow grave since your alrdy dead,these niggas dont like you they be spittin on your head. Your a disgrace to every single race.
Get the fuck out of here man you dont belong, Go to the 80's dawg get your groove on.Cause thats the only place you fit in straight from the 80's gettin fucked up by your ugly ladies.Ima end this shit right here right now, its no doubt that the crowd is feelin me now!!

ok u mc, i can c em/
dis nigga named A$e, oh yea u wanna be him/
ya chances beatin me n a battle will be slim/
u think u gonna shine wit a deal but dat light is gonna be slim/
we can have gunplay n da daytime, or my favorite time and dats a p.m/
n oh yea, u like a baby so bullets we will feed em.
:laugh2:

A$e

Flow Doesn't Exist..Like Iraqi's Wit Spring Water
Dont Come At This..Or I Clap These Thingz For Ya
No Reason To Try..Ur Best Is A Shadow Of My Worst
I'll Spit Two Lines N Honestly..Murder Ya Whole Verse
Reply If You Want..Shit. Start A Whole Beef..
JusT Remember..Someone Of My Caliber.U Can Never Defeat

erm, shit man, you stupid? only im the one with an intellect divine/
all you got is so many dicks up ya ass, you got an erect behind/

ya whack, take that shit back, you can't mess with the best/
ya lack mental faculties so bad, you run away from tests to smoke cess/

or practice incest, before i burst in wielding ma pet glock/
as ya back off from ya sister brandishing only a wet cock/

10 seconds is all i need to destroy this fake tupac..
talk bout glocks with no buck all you do is suck cock../
talkin bout mental shit i suppose you need one...
coz evry time im redin ya shit you kno there aint fun/
man... rap aint the thang fo yo ass to deal wit..
you wanna battle k-nine like your under ten feet/
your shit aint freestyle... all you do is freepost..
you keep on writin ya nonsense but youll gain nuthin from that.../

Here he is again runnin is mouth thinking he's tough
K-Nine hey? No problems playing dead woof-woof
Let me geuss you aint gay but ya boyfriend is
Get a pen and paper il take you to school that was a diss
Your'e softer than a monks knob readin the gospel for fun
You're gonna need it because in skill you have nun
Im collectin dollars you searchin for dimes
End of class on how to spit 8lines

i heard newbs love ya ass
cuz u ez to rip like plastic bags
they examine ya like colonascopy(not sure on spellin)
u so gay u begged for them to take u not tony(yeyo)
to get yo shit pushed in
and yo bowels movin
but long as u in make sure my shit movin
coke trains to heroin nigga i own streets
talkshit get hit hard they find him on the streets

Freepost? look at you dawg, i'ma 'pick' apart ya diss like a 'nose'/
1. Ya last four lines had no rhymes or flows, THIS IS A RAP FORUM, NOT PROSE!
I dispose ya morose lines, like spotty computer geeks wit cornrows/
Just goes to show, dogs without the balls to rap are bitches, take some K9 pantyhose//

2. Ya call ma spit nonsense... Then what the fuck is supposing i need a mental shit/
to ya health, battlin me is detrimental kid, my mind keeps out ya dog germs like dental kit/
ya posts attached to crap like sentimental shit, ya try to rhyme hard bit you miss out the elemental bits/
i get ya heart running like central squits*, expose ya as a retarded mall rat, like the down syndrom bentalls cliq//

*squits=diarrhoea

This was to K-nine, a bit of a slow reply but it's my second spit

this kid is a joke

youve failed today, now ill slay the dumb fucks that even enter my way ^^^
kid thinks hes dope, yet he can only ATTEMPT wordplay
Your style is fucked, like im rubbin my dick through your clothes
like your some type of bitch, ewww.....your dick just rose
you faggot, better get of your house QUICK
for you try to hold me down and whip out that mouse dick
slow reply? yes, sounds like a RETARD wrote it, and had no luck
LEVEL 1......damn, even your rapper knows YOU SUCK

ooh, I've got a level one rapper. that line's really killin me man/
considering kritikal's the same, ya blowin more hot air than ceiling fans/

I dont understand how someone can be so stupid, damn man, you a straight up dufus/(doofus)
Smack ya mouth so ya toothless, don't repute this, you so stupid that when the wind blows, ya roofless!*
This thing talkin shit, so I'ma mute this useless fake, improve his status by beatin him to a pile of mucus/

cuz few risk dissin the intangible elements, hard like igneous rock or sediments/
cuz they get trampled worse than a herd of elephants, ya skill? an irrelevance/
The only way my rhymes a joke if they said by a bitch with speech impediments/

so take ya shit back like coprophiliacs*, ya own spits ya aphrodisiac/
dissin me to feel better, not knowin he gon' get beat, a deluded egomaniac/
no leg to stand on, no hand to grab the mic and cant talk bout shit... you a paraplegic
nutsack?

*sayin he lives in a cardboard box cuz he cant afford any other home, too thick to get a job
*coprophiliacs get turned on by all things shit. Takin it back i guess would be eatin his own shit here.

10tative how the fuck you pronounce your name?/
All I know is that you rap like you're fuckin lame. /
Talk smack like a woman all scream, no fight, like a dame/
In distress you mess with the best and I'll be your rain/
I'm on your parade for the critically bad, /
worthless individuals and the chronicly sad,/
You think you're all shit to criticize and swear/
FUCK that I got you in my claws like a bear/
Fight fair? fuck no! cuz its really hard since /
to fight fair I'd have to lose a couple of A's, /
drop my wage raise, and smoke until I'm all haze/
Drop out of school and tell people "hey hey!" /
You're an ass clown you little shit.
Like the crap coming out of your dog/
of a bitch you call your girl/ Thinkin you got bling cuz your car has rims/
That magically spin they're your token of wealth/
Using fake words because you can't spell
Failed english and got the fuck out.

I failed english? you confused by big words and you the one who cant pronounce shit/
ya headin for ya grave prick, time of arrival tentatively slated for tomorrow for this bitch/

beat ya til ya in so much plaster, ya considered modern art/
add a bit of colour to the mix, perhaps red when i rip out ya heart?

a third of your shit didnt even rhyme, you think you can contest/
there aint no shame in being orse than me, so just confess/

Nice shit OMB

Dude, your rap? my verse burns it, turned out flaccid and worthless,/
dont take a geometrist to figure out that you rappin in circles,/
you stopped makin progress about one line into ya verse/
the syllable count just doesnt work, despite the rhyme dictionary you keep in your purse/
Ha, big words? man you ain't educated, put common sense first/
check ya previous verse; elements, igneous rocks and sediments, its all year 9 school work/

Why didnt u rip that bitch mullet? anyone steps to me i splatter they asses/
all you did was spit shit and sit there like a dumbass, with twinkling lashes/
straighten your glasses and "oh umm... you dont know about big words but i do"/
fuck man, by what came outta you you aint got a clue too, shit u probly have trouble tyin your shoes/
with the rap standard of a 3 yr old, a bad kid, aint it nap time for you?/
shit, cant even spell simple words.. last time i checked WORSE had a 'w'/
think you a doctor, usin medical terms, you still so far from ill/
i could do it too... im so phat i need constant doses of demoxonyl/*

....there wasnt much to work with in his last verse so i dissed his otehr one too...

*demoxonyl is a dietary drug..

One Love

so you wanna act like em and become a "one man band"
wit ya old scriptures... style buried in sand.../
with one hand holdin the mic the other holdin ya dick
you pervert shit..a lunatic that end his fuckin career in a week/
is that rappin fo you..?so are you happy wit that
its like your in a road trip but all the fuckin tires are flat.../

K-nine, have some white wine from my grape vine
Nuts like grapefruit, that shits cum bitch I was lyin'
Alright, listen up *DAWG* start prayin' to gawd
I'll fuck you up 10 different ways just cuz I'm bored
You're goin overboard walk the plank or face my sword
Take the former better call for the emergency ward
Cuz I'm the better performer, I got you cornered
I'm pimpin' and you're waiting for a prostitution supporter
Butch and Bruce roll past and pass you a quarter
They gonna fuck you harder than I fucked your daughter

Please, dont even try to spit, 20 grand did and i started burning him/
just face it bitch, nobody c-c-c-can rap in b-b-b-birmingham!*

ya only postin here in hopes of gay action/
askin him to drink your cum, are you from a queer faction?
ya losin grip on the situation, slippin worse than tires wit no traction/
cuz I'm turnin the tide worse than wave refraction/

ill end your rap career, ya get ya money from the dole/
then i would rape ya daughter, but her butts so big i cant find the pussy hole!


*ozzy was born in birmingham. _!..! rock on! also, ozzy stutters when he talks

for 10tative:

the daughter that your rapin aint his, its your mom's//
you fuckin insest, thats shits fuckn wrong//
and another thing when you try and be clever whilst flowin//
the reason ozzy s-s-s-tuts is cuz he had shit loadsa h-roine//
tryin to act hard, using cheap rhymes to mask your weak self//
you fuckin retard, your as cheap as chips from the store shelf//
it'll backfire down your eardrum, chokin your throat like gum//
this bum cant even put words right, i wouldnt be surprised if he took this shit for fun//
you end that guy's career?, you dont even know him//
hey, you fucked your sister, thers no way of knowin//
you have failed as a rapper, what have you got to keep goin?//
your vocab's limited, you must have 'kkbug's' disease//
ease the pain by suicide, better that than gettn dissd wid ease//


hehe.

Untitled, your named after your fathers name on the birth certificate
To put it delicate, your mums a hoe and she's loving it.
Face it, your a mistake. Did someone say steak?
Cause your a depressed fat kid eating a baked cake with rhymes that are fake.
Go give your snake a shake while thinking of re-takes of will & grace video tapes
For gods sake, we dont want you so tie a rock to your leg and jump in a lake

Well you can bake your cake forgoodness sake, use the rake!!
Your nursery rhyme rhymes have no effect on me kid,
I've seen the same shit bit, from that Dr Sues trick. So who you really fool'n, write'n raptual text when you from downunder?
NEWSFLASH!! YOU CANT RAP, no wonder?!!?!
With your little itty bitty bling bling under ya sig,
You just a follower like frotto in lord of the rings

da vinci tha artist was literally a faggot, in other words he woz gay
and thats tha guy u name urself after, i aint got nothing to say
except this guy is searching for a homo sexual guy to fuck~with
loving every single moment of tha pleasure as soon as its stuck~in
juz thinking bout two men together is plain dis~gus~ting
quit rap, coz tha only thing u good at iz thrust~ing
wen ppl tell each other "not to drop tha soap"
they mean to watch ya hole from gay men thinking u dope
to you its like they talking reverse psychology
u drop it purposly and bend down while tha other guy calls u a prodigy
you think you can take on n e muthafuka on stage
but wen i grab tha mic, i spit like a dragons rage
erupting tha scene, ya'll running bak 2 tha cage
da vinci aint nothing, this is tha fresh emcee age

that woz shit..juz bored something to put ma mind on..no beef
-1-

Dude, why you dissin others names when your whole rap is a catastrophe/
Youre far from original... with a name like "fresh emcee" youd have-to-be/
i dont get it, you said you had nothing to say but there you are back to rap line three/
you mc away, but little did you know the one that would write back-was-me/
and you done it too, i hate bitches that flow about homosexuals/
next time you write stop and think of what ,I, the best-would-do/
how the fuck do you know the guys gay, thats right.... you dont/
so next time you want to rhyme bout that, thats right... you wont/

yo, bro, lemme give you a tip, you wont grow respect by sayin you rap shit/
you probably think "oh maybe theyll think i can do better"... that aint it/
even someone with slow wits can pick up that you makin excuses for your lame spit/
ohhh... you were bored... hmm.. ok... . anyway, what im trying to say is rapping shit is not somethin to admit/
specially If the standard of your rap is so self explanitory/
WEAK punches, no wordplay... If I didnt know better id think it was an allegory/
But its no problem man... you stick to erupting the scene,-okay?/
I'll Spit fire you stick to dribbling more than kobe from the pro nba/

bitches in here tryin 2 contest/
im straped wid a nine and a bulletproof vest/
im ready 2 spit this shit and flip the script/
on u poor mutha fuckers who gonna get bit/
if lyrics were clips id be fully equiped/
nuf bout me ima talk bout this bitch/
the 1 man band who aint had a hit/
up in the hood wid ur boys......all 1 of em/
gettin freaky wid him......swallowin his semen/
doin boys up in the rear/
u a fake and a queer/
u should drop dead and die/
ima pop a whole clip in ya eye/
shoot from 100 meters wid my uzi/ :shoot:
accurate mutha fucka.....im the definition of dark knight, pussy/

mad dog:


is that it, the definition of your crew comes up wid this trash?//
pussy crew, yeah thats right, perverts with fuckn moustache//
your uzi may kill him, but it'll hardly scratch me//
your lucky 'one-man-band's' above ya, cuz he'll tear your fuckin pussy-apart//
single handedly rips you to shreds you fuckn tart//
he'll fart all ova yer yellow ass 'BART'//
you know why my name's untitled besides my fitness?//
once i kill, i leave no trace behind for any witness//
mind you, i'l leave you bleedin to death cuz your rhymes gives me the sickness//


that was weak.lol

Untitled talkin real greasy like he thug or somethin,
But that spit there sound like he on drugz or somethin,
"When I kill I leave no trace for a witness"?
They turned they faces anyway cuz yours was hideous,
Admitted that was weak so why you even press reply,
I spit wit a technique way 2 advanced for you to try,
Otherwise I woulda gave you pointers i'm a nice guy,
You couldn't talk to me tha way that you talked to dog,
Or you'd a been callin Regis up for a life line

man yo shit is weak you like a bitch walkin the street/
takin me heat, while you trippin on your own 2 feet!/
see ill rip you man, i wont even have to use 1 hand, cause you nutin to me/
your just another punk trying to get sprayed, like a skunk and end up in the back of my trunk//
while im layin down verses, your hole crew will be pickin out hearses/
ill make your ass run like you tryin to escape from alcatraz,1 tazer ill make you spaz like taz (cartoon character)
its time for the after shock watch these niggas layin out on my dock, tick tock time pass's bullets fly like theres no tomorrow, i dont feel no sorrow, no mercy! dont beg for your life once im done ill say i gave you the chance to fucking run/
sucks to be you,ill take this last moment to calm your nervs, with these verbs while im smokin me own herbs/

Yo I see u the type of girl packin heat/
I'll sweap u off yo feat and have u suckin meats/
I may be new here but I'll make a name for myself/
I bust mulitple shots on u but it won't my gun u felt/
I keep u like Jay lo/
left the white stuff round yo lips like u ate a jar of mayo/
I'm tellin you u don't want none of me/
I got u shook like ODB wit book/

Suckin Meats..Ha The ONly THing U Suck On Is THis Dick.
He Got A Big Ego But IN Shaq Shoes IT Wouldnt Fit
First Of U Spelled J.Lo Wrong And Also Feet
Mess WIt Me IN A Battle U Get Beat
Ya NEw TO RB Just Like Me But The Diffrence Is IM Claimed A Vet
And Dont Believe But IN Da Streets Im A Legend....Wanna BET ?

I was kinda in a rush when I typed that so don't underestimate me/
u know how it is when u got business and somewhere to be/
maybe u don't but I ain't messin around/
I'm only 16 years old and movin round pounds/
Teens today stay blazed more than Snoop/
come to school fucked up even if we gotta troop/
and bout the J.Lo I hadn't spelled it since she was fuckin Ben/
but know a days I hear thats where everybodys been/
so u say mess wit u and I get beat/
how about u write a couple verses and I give u a treat/
don't fuck wit strangers or u could be just a another statistic/
writing skills ain't everything if u can spit it

Krairo? I think thats european for queer//
The only time u made "punches" was doin a ear pierce// (punch holes in ears for earings)
if u think ur wack shit woulda harmed the guy above think again//
Cuz u couldnt "connect a punch" if u combined "both hands"//
Please explain why u new and trying to "diss"//
Youd be better off in da streets lickin off piss//
but who gives a shit.. now i get to "DISS ON YOU"//
Yo rap was wack shit.. its more corny than "winnie da pooh"//
The hardest punch u ever made was playin ready to rumble//
but even then u didnt punch shit, u was ready to crumble//
Ight this is enuff.. Ive already got u cryin//
5 Min cypher did all this damage..and i wasnt even tryin//


shit that was wack.. but oh well

^Muthafucka I don't like writin to silence so I'll write to a beat this time to show u where I fucked up at

U say my shit was wack and my punchlines are weak/
we'll how about u sit back and read to the ROC Line em up beat/
I'm a mc that don't like bein dissin but it happens ususally/
peps see be writin to silence and get the wrong empression of me/
I get a beat 1st then write/
or spit that's just how I preform my lyrics at night/
I don't care if u can write somthin in a minute/
I never come completly I'm always discreet wit it/
When I get in the mood to spit I just keep flowin/
I'm like a hollowtip in the air that just kept goin/
my skills is like the sexual intensity of your girl blowin on her knees/
don't get mad when she come home face full of little me's/
my kids blend wit her face like off-white on T's/
I don't care I'll do it right in front of your face/
video tape it and we'll call it statitory rape and I won't forget the tape/
I'm 16 and get more pussy then tampons/
I keep a bitch in the bed so much I feature her on rap forums/

wut da fuck is Krairo? sounds like a fuckin Bird//
im poppin dem shits dey aimed for u N u duckin em Word//
i'll give u six Bars u aint even worth 1//
Ya mom had u dats what made her Birth dumb//
I aint beefin wit u i'm just rippin u like i supposed 2//
Nigga im sick i think i caught 'flows Flue'//
dis nigga so dumb i told him 2 do his ABCS he said 1-2-3-4//
ur gay freinds was complain'in 2 each otha sayin 'Hes Dumb to n He Snorez'//
Da record u gonna start off wit is gonna be a 0-5//
Wit his uglii face not even plastic surgery will keep dis Ho Alive//
Bitch i'll split ma hollow tips then he shoots me i'll swallow 6//
So i'll if ya mom Strip i'll follow quick Im on top \/ u down there are on da bottom BITCH!//



nuttin personal jus spittin suntin in hurr

Ight... u say ur an MC but never won a single battle//
hangin round da cypher spot tryin to find an ez rattle//
I dont give a shit if u write to silence or if u write to a beat//
U shouldnt write at all just sit back and relax in ya seat//
Dont let my flow knock u, and dont let my punches hit "hard"//
But u cant control it, i understand, ur just an internet retard//
Please if u want beef just set up a battle in front lines//
but u a lil pussy faggot afraid my punches might make u blind//
U could "heat yo saliva" and u still wouldnt have a "hot spit"//
U tried to take laxatives so u could actually drop "hot shit"//
Dogg u say u get pussy.. but thats cuz u like the "porn"//
Ur kitten was the only "pussy" u had since u was born//
Dogg I had way more pussy.. I hit bitches like im "Cameron"//
I had more pussy than youd ever have.. Im A.K.A Tampons//
ur 16.. im 14.. and who gives a shit?//
all it matters is... i have much hotter spits//

Fake ass...

You can say what u want, but i know my flows are sick/
So imma be spittin my rhymes while im makin on ur bitch/
while shes all up on my dick/
while im all up on her clit/
fool, ur gurlz bout to leave u cuz she says you aint shit/
Yous a motha fuckin pussy and u need to back off/
you can try to act tough, but u aint hard as my cock/
So back the fuck up,cuz u bout to get blasted/
bout to pull the fuckin trigger, put ur ass in a casket/
put the gun to ur temple, nigga better pray/
did you think this mornin that u would die today?/

^Mixx diss the person above u idiot I guess u took too long writing and btw I just joined not too long ago maybe a couple of hours. LOL he beat me O.o well

I'm gonna do this in a rush so don't bother replyin/
u say you smash chicks like u camron but u know u damn wrong/
u still fuckin chicks wit cartoon draws on/
don't come to me singin that same old song I get more pussy than u/
bitch don't bother tryin to spit ya game tell the truth/
And u might be better than me so what writing ain't my forte but I don't suck/
and if u think I watch porn your sadly mistaken/
I don't use my hands like that and I'm not kiddin like jason/
I'm bein real gettin pussy you'll never see/
talkin bout your only 14 and gettin more pussy than me/
Dawg stop playin games the age difference is to differential/
I'm playin wit glocks while u still playin wit pencils

HOLLA at me I'm out!!!

Yo your battle rhymes,
are crimes,
and now battlin me your on death row servin multiple life times,
from the first time i saw you i knew you were wack,
cause when you were bustin 69 that last rhyme,
you had to be all up in her crack,
to do that,
and dont be talkin bout "atleast i can get some",
cause it dont count when she's on a drug,
and you dicks the size of her thumb.

Your style is wack u bein up here should be a crime/
talkin bout jail time when u ain't even served no time/
I'm a juvenial delquient what about u/
I don't drug chicks they just do what they do/
my sextapes are better than Paris Hilton/
more chicks there then Joe on a misson/
I don't know nothin bout no dick as small as a thumb/
its obvious that u don't get none/
u got less hormones than Micheal Jackson/
your size done got u sexually confused like the tree u wackin/
don't come at me I'm serious right now/
I'll snap on u like Mike Tyson on Hollyfield/
the only difference is he got a couple mil/
I don't bite men I just straight steal off/
I'll have u runnin like a crackhead when I jumpoff/

Yo you damn right im wackin a tree,
and i bet your loose fuckin pussy could actually take me,
and yo you shoud wait six months,
so your shit will tighten up,
and even then you couldent feel a dump truck,
when you fuck,
and you talkin bout "dont come at me im serious right now",
okay ill cum on you now how's that sound?