Diss the Person Above you..
 

Exactly What The Title Says...

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Note: I Move Threads Once They Reach 10 Pages.

Feeble minded aint nuttin but a pussy avoidin DICK LOVER,
u admin? cause u kiss ass to the mods like NO OTHER
on this forum u aint nuttin but fractious
please take your flows elsewhere to practice,
your lyrics n flow is just plain pablum
in the music industry you couldnt go as far as a fathom.

fractious = irritable
fathom = around 6 feet

Paddyman go hang yourself with a fucken noose,
let loose some good lyrics and all the hate votes will offer truce,
U just some flyweight ass lil BITCH with barely any posts
lord knows u give the ladies more dick than a weenie roast
im longing for lyrics that can make your opponents lose
that seems an impossible mission, u actin like Tom Cruise

what a fag, no ones less styled as him
moron. . even thought that i was admin
i file ya chin & uppercut, you risk ya health
what kind of fucking newb would diss yaself?
thats sad, i chew on ya brain and munch it
a herb, proven by the fact you even explain ya punches

i fed this noob lyrics by means of a spoon
practically wrote it for him and he still takes til noon
over three thousand posts and six to zero score
you mustve had a close call with a noob and swore "nevermore"
i mean cmon who the fuck would want to spend that much time?
must be a virgin whos seen no tits cuz he chooses to pretend he can rhyme

I'm about to shut this lyrical zero the fuck down/
Expose ya neuro structure 2 verbally spit roundz/
Intense heat escapes when I speak, got ya hooked like a sketcher to tweak/
Nothing but a noob most likely attached to Moms boob/
Foul spitz and whack scriptz sum up your antics 2 soft licks/
Born of sin, crazed with a hillbillys grin, you'll never measure up to even the likes of Tiny Tim/

bounce doggydog sound like he want to be bow wow...
he fuckin wit a pit so his ass best bow down....
im a general... ur ass a cadet..
so get down an give me 10 push ups in 5 sets.........
doggy...........
leave that shit in cali......an thats like committn suiside tryin to battle me..
im outte.................

I smell ur product from far away this herbs stinkin with the green
The only time you touched Nas it was written on ur screen
You never were hard, even as a baby you never knew to rattle shit
Hows this gangsta got war stories his record remains battless
So bitch talk to a priest quick or find one of there faithfull servers
cuz you'll need more then jesus christ when yomonks murdered

SONNED

((Aimed At "Monk Murda"))

Yo, monk murda, you can't say shit//
You call that a punch, i say it's a "gay hit"//
You only got 14 posts, what a newbie//
You 'suck' so bad you probably 'blew me'//
Iite dawg, I'd like to see you murder sumone//
You couldnt do it, you fuckin wannabe 'big pun'//
Iite, I'm done this shit, don't be offended//
You got some shit to say, go ahead, 'send it'//

Aimed @ Monk Murda
(walked away for a min)

Aint no one even hearda Monk Murda,
Who's only illnes came from hamburger
Kind of like the livestock disease
You got A Foot in your mouth -G-
More like 12 inches of Brown Beef
Tip ya like Mad cows next to Universities
Like a fraternity Pledge My verse leaves ya hazed
Extremities Numb from time spent down on ya knees
Your lines are like burning stress cuz they left me unfazed

BounceDoggyDog, you a moderator?//
You messin' with me now, and no ones greater//
I can't believe they let you in, whats goin' on?//
Your the fall of RB, not some, but all your shit is wrong//
All them fuckin' posts, and you only got one win?//
We know your goin' to hell, cuz that's some sin//
Your fuckin' structure is like a 'queers map'//
Honestly, I rather listen to Brittany Spears rap!// ((HaHa))
Ok..I thought it was whack, but I'm out//
Go ahead, cry, do what ever, fuckin' pout//

rapstar12 why u wanna spell ur state with ~Kinds of Syllabals~
man thats more wacker the in invincable ~minds of Feebles~
so i wanna rip ur sould out withs the many of my ~Signs of Evils~
u wanna talk about sins man u wouldnt have a clu why? u a ~def Precher~
ur ryhme are to defin the world like the so i ~Mess ur Feature~
cause u gonna die slow on a high ~Cliff Seizer~
but ur organs have already been ~Exposed to Light~
i think the maggot underground would ~Explode on Sight~
cause ur ryhmes aint even really there so i u aint so i ~Expose ya aint Tight~

Tolerant Level, you've peaked, and now it's all downhill --
With your wack wavy lines, you've got nothing but clown skill,
No, scratch that, clowns kill just about everything you did,
They may be silly, but your rhyme is just stupid.
"Syllables" don't rhyme with "evils" but you've got too many of both things,
You're lucky you're nothing, so pity holds back my loathing.
You sound so gay, I'll call you a homophone --
Now get out of this place and leave me alone.

The King of Philosophy is so totally full of shit...
Thinks he's a scholar cuz Harvard's in Massachussetts!
But ya never went, really, weren't allowed ta go...
Ya brain's disabled, similar ta how ya rhymes don't flow.
If the shit was a faucet, you'd have standing water...
And if this was a battle, bitch, you'd definately get slaughtered.

so born, your a veteran?
Fuck it, im the storm your just a feather in.
thinkin of steppin in, ya better check again
an SoE representative,
ya should a been more tentative
and next time take a some narcotics
cause theres a 46.95% chance ima kill this pop artist.