Diss the person above you
 

6 line minimum

get at me first

fi-del, son, listen cuz you fuckin with the best
you're gunna be the ONLY mod to never get no respect
Whether it be here,or off the net,we all notice you're gay
strobes dick must taste good to be a mod that quick aye?
see the council is whack too, why YOU fit right in
no wonder why you cant see me when vinci busts in ya eye kid
see ya just a computer nerd, easy to see that you aint cute
when even the bitch in ya fuckin avy is hidin her tits from you
and i hate to diss you blatantly cuz we all see whos hotter
so if YOUR bitch ass is in my roof,than that makes you a stalker
so we have to drop six lines minimum, but this kids at a loss
cuz thats how many lines on a barcode his dick fits across
see i'm a big dude to you, if we coo, i earn you respect
but then again, if i'm on your mind, ya memory will serve you correct

faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaag

so, crates needs to relocate to an unknown state
make as much dough off flow as a blow dealer wit no weight
stay straight or get twisted that shit isnt my business
but as far as rippin it goes youd have a problem wit tissues
asshole, pipin all loud like coltrane when his sax blow
this kids retarded but he fake, i wonder if he just acts slow?

Ima type of dude dat pop ya ~then ride out~
knock ~ten guys out~ and Ill have u lookin ~inside out~
When Im on a mic, watch ~trouble begin ta play~
and if yo crew step up, Ill school dem bitches like I was in da ~WNBA~
Bitch get off da site, you'se a ~mistake so leave~
cause us niggas round here is real, u more ~fake than weave~
In dis battle,I easily ~take da lead~ as I lyrically ~make u bleed~
and if ya lookin for da best verse, then dis is da ~eight u need~

^this kid is bogus, he's such a fuckin' joke
You can't swallow up my rhymes, so you might as well choke
I do this shit daily, so your hating it won't faze me
You ain't Aftermath, yet yo ass still seems shady
That's all I gotta say, fuck, i'm outta here
please do us all a favor, kill yourself, or dissappear

This guy's spittin fatally in the sense of gay you hear what he say?//
He's only jus admitted droppin his pants an poppin an ass today//
Capable of causing nothin but spittin a whole bunch of crap//
I'm thinkin bout xeroxin my hand an mailin this bitch a slap//
Full baby powdered like a P.I.M.P, make him Dizee like the rascal//
This punk's more annoying than an original king fo comedy hekkle//
Just another freckle on the schmeckle of his pitiful existance//
We took you over, run you to the ground, without any resistance//

Out...

~You want a riddle... or do you want that~
~Do you want to get hit in the head with a mo'fuckin bat~
~My quick flows send niggas through windows~
~I got your minds spinning like some spindles~
~Your lost just staring into the sky~
~Listening to my rhymes... hearing the words fly-by~

~2crazy~

Man, I had to squint like a chink to read ya shit//
Fuck comparein it to decimals its bout as small as ya dick//
Speak to me like that again lil boy an i'ma lay you the fuck out//
I'm G style baby, there ain't no window you can knock me out//
Man, you so crazy you think you funny by spittin bout my name//
Fuck this man, you spit pussy juice, I jus eat it up like ya girl, it's lame//
Ya brain be thinkin fluffier than snow white, I spit shit tight//
I wave goodbye to you as I leave you in my dust as I take flight//

I'm bout to take off, and break off this cat...riddlemedat//
Riddle me this...why i finish the crist, then handle my gat//
cuz you gon take more shots than a photo shoot camera//
Get lead from my hammer, wit ya wack rhymes, head towards alabama//
(beat change)
Now this is what you need to do...//
See shit that's feedin you...//
and respond back in the morning,noon and in the evening too//
You say you play the game, nigga read the instructions first//
You we're destined to die by my gift this is ya curse//

Young Phrophet... nigga who you Prophesize 2
come on man my 7 year old nephew got more balls than you
nigga dis true, you work at mcdonalds and think you get dough
please, you can't even get a job bein a video ho
breath slow, dats how you do when my bullets enter you
let off a whole clip, nigga, put a end 2 you
its nothing new, its Ms Booty phat if u don't know what i'm bout
known for DEEBO'N niggas "GET KNOCKED DA FUCK OUT"


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U need to give it up cause ya whole style wack as fuck
U should braid my hair or somethin cause ya rappin suck
Not to mention ya so called phatty is flat as fuck
Ugly broad if i seen u in the street i'd proly pass u up
U 'stay on da grind' huh? well not today ho
Face it u just another bitch tryin to get in a b2k video

he speaks....
 

^ theres no feeling behind your keys like your fingers were numb
abandon your flow, this fuckin bastard needed to be sonned
this kid couldn't be twice as live if he was concieved twice
aI'm known to serve bums over the net like Tsunami relief sites
my 1-2's will make you die 2wice, but no "rehearse"
punch the sun and knock yah shadow off the face of this earth

Man this kid's flows goin hectic, anitseptic like amazing//
I've been more interested in watchin cows in fields jus grazing//
He say's things that jus don't comply, so I don't got to try//
This kid's a small fry in a pan 10 times his size I'm surprised//
How this kid gon be talkin bout sonnin someone superior//
Sayin stupid shit when he can't jus realise he inferior//
He say's things he don't mean, an he jus trys to undermean//
Jus stay the fuck out of my hood and may game this ain't ya scene//

it isnt his scene but its not your scene either
seems i split ya seams with no needs for a heater
the style you got was prewritten and destined to flop
ya either seasonin chitlins or cleanin a mess wit a MOP
"shes as cold as ice"....
i mean HE was the second for i stole his life
i kill this kid no doubt like hes gwen stefani
murdered him wit rhymes and aint even getta pen line on me