yo this is to all yaw cats postin verses in this forum,
this is how this cypher's goin down:
1) u post a freestyle verse up in here doesnt matter how long (just dont make it like 100 bars)
2) u gotta reply to the dude ontop of u and say what u thought of his shit
3) If only done so u can spit in this cypher

I'm the candyman, sweet wit artificial coatin/and I stay wit airheads that will keep yo ass floatin/hopin I don't come through wit da ice breakers/leavin yo body winterfresh, do u wan it now or later/imma lifesaver, and I pack a sour punch/cuz wit rhymes this sweet I eat niggas fo lunch

lol nice topic mmm candy, that was dope cuse u was spittin about candy,

my verses r like a tank buid to destroy,
i'm the main even u just a decoy,
break so many emcees i seem relentless,
like readin the sunday mail my freestyles are end-less,
beef? u dont even wanna begin-this,
cuse i'm quite temped,
to take yo career's end and birng it to a near,
future so it could be today ro tomorrow,
like a swat team i had so many victims like i dont know the meaning of sorrow.

Nice shit trill.

Dissin Ja Rule is my topic

How the hell you gonna make a song about cheatin
You have a wife a kid that's just admitting you're creepin
If you think I'm playin bitch this is serious
I'll cut your singing carrer short like your part in "The Fast And The Furious"
While 50 is makin all these hits and you sittin not rappin
you can sing da hook if I can't get Toni Braxton
Why is your name ja Rule when you know you don't rule
your comebacks like callin 50 loose change and eminem feminime is that supposed to be cruel//
Why do you represent Murder Inc. if you don't take on to that name
You act like a thug that's the role you claim
I don't like niggas who are wannabe gangstas
so every time I see you I say, " what up WANKSTAA"
Sayin, "Hip-hop is dyin" why don't you shut up
Sorry Ashanti you part of his kliq to so go suck a nut
and Gotti you can go ahead with that shit
sayin you ain't do shit with those drugs so go suck a dick.
Back to Ja's punk ass why did you give up the thug life for the actin and the singin?
"Oh it can supply me more money" what the hell were you thinkin?
I just gotta tell you the truth dont feel all shallow
I feel sorry for your kids who live in your shadow
Haha your daddy is a straight up coward
go aginst 50 thats like Booskanky and Malard.

*Booskanky and Malard is an old short that came on while I was watchin a show. So dont worry about that. Sorry bout that.*

yo that cool withersmans

yo this is some shit off the dome


harry's back at it on the block wit a crack actic holden a black macit selling that boy cooking da girl put it in the pot and give it a twirl get da news paper so i can dry this shit out /i'm robbing every body thats y i'ts a drout /i'm bout/ sex drugs and cash like lil kim i got shortys puten paks in they ass harry stay puffen da grass ducken da task when i see um i blast take trips when i eat a shroom wit my paltoon i'll be in your hood real soon u rap cats are slow like a rap from loon harry da number 1 g siten on 20 got hunger for money beef is me shooten your tire out maken u a crash test dummy cath a shot in your hum vee wow

haha witersman this was the best line
"If you think I'm playin bitch this is serious
I'll cut your singing carrer short like your part in "The Fast And The Furious""

and harry u need elivation
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rhymin about battlin:

yo when i rhyme all other emcees bow down beneath-me,
and treat-me,
like some president who just signed the peace treaty,
yaw emcees is greedy and needy,
fuck it i'm a battle 10 emcees wearin a blind-fold,
and i get ready as i am told,
who my opponent is so i can instanly burn-him,
and turn-him into a mutha fuckin piece or human garbage,
makin him regret that he did eva wanna start-this,
with the mutha fuckin hardest,
who isnt scared oh any rapper no matter how exprienced,
cuse u just about to experience,
a world of emotional hurt makin u regret yo own birth,
and makin u say sorry fo all the extortiong,
makin yo momma say "damn i shulda had an abortion"

this goes to Emcee Juggernaut. that nigga piss me off he talk but i know him and he aint shit

My rhymes are enough, to make a headless cat like you levitate
stop lyin bitch you aint lightweight, fat asses are heavyweights!
I seen a tod that spit up shit thats sicker than you
come to think of it, he was playin wit X-Men, it could have been you!
you better check yo temp, you seein shit, like desert illusions
not even lypo save yo ass, i think you need a tranfusion
too rid yo ass of all that extra weight yo ass has been pullin
tryin to soun hardcore wit names like juggernaut you just foolin

allright, that was really good.
My shit is about dissin' Fred Durst

let me just say something about the punk fred durst//
He's the most stupid motherfucker on earth//
that bitch really need a nurse//
You really can't be worse//
You act like a lady, when you go around with you pink bag and purse//
So when you see the stupid bitch, smack him down//
to the damn ground, jump on he's chest//
and don't give a him a rest//
Cuz he make the world look like a mess//

Immaculate skillz to Realize-a-emcee, can Drop-out-them-frees, Surprized-at-these, lyrical-linguistics, destroy tha Physicz-of-lyrics-when-i-rip-this, offa-tha-dome, Off-in-ya-home, memory formz spells-n-incantations, Tell-the-rest-of-the-nation, i'm tha meth-slasher, bring Death-to-actors, n left-rappers, wit Gashes-in-skinz, Grabben-a-pen, see i'm rappin-again, when my Raps-attack-wit-bombs, bow to a king of controversy, Rap-battles-dot-com...

hot shyt yo aight my freestyle is on murda inc.....

yo yo yo ja rule/ can ya hear me/ no wait of course ya can't yo ass to much of a "G"/ man fuck that shit you shittin me right/ i kno murda inc yall think yo shyts tight/

guess what niggaz im hear to burst yo bubble/ tryna start shyt wit 50 man u in trouble/

" FUCK YOU MUTHA FUCKA IM THA RULEEEEE BABYYYY"/ yea iight shut yo fuckin mouth cookie monster/ ma lyrics too hot u beggining to fluster/

ayo ja wheres yo bitch maybe ma wish came true/ she lyin in a ditch/ her eyes startin to twitch she goin into a seizure/ time to help ah fuck it ima leave her/

ya see murda yall aint the shit/ G-unit gon knock u out wit there first pitch/

" OW DAMN YA HIT MA EYE" but bitch yo/ i aint gon lie/ ashanti yo eye was fucked in tha first place/ u should get that shyt checked out u makin ma face ache/

man i can diss u niggaz fo hours but this shyt's too easy/ its time fo me to go listen to sum 50/

yo im out murda inc fuck all yall!!! PEACE

Ez C that okay you just needed a few more punchlines.

this off the top of my head so... enjoy it

Cristal poppin, our songs are rockin
they go platinum all the time so you know we aint stoppin
you keep on talkin you gonna get rocked
in the fuckin face so fill that hole with sock
you see, it's just me, Withersman
In this cypher cuz it's the shit man
you gotta man in Japan and his name is Stan?
Whinge Whinge Chinge Chinge do you understand?
That ment take your sorry ass home cuz you look real bad
we droppin bombs like it's bombs over Baghdad
If I'm gonna diss someone it's gonna be brutal (as you can see above from my other)
and when I'm done with the battle it's gonna be crutial
I'll leave that mutha fucka in a critical state of mind
I ain't pickin him cuz I dont have the time
he'll be dilerious
so nobody needs to get serious
with your two fist up in da air goin worldwide
atleast it's not a consiplated cumilated vibe
I saw da mistres tryna creep on me
it's nothin, I think she be hittin on that ecstasy
when I came in the game I blamed for many fuckin things
As if I told Whitney Houston that she can't sing
But she can't when see be hittin on those drugs
but she keep it real still ridin on dubs
Now that shit is crazy leavin you kinda dazzed
you is high you joined the paper magae
Now is it funny how you had to pay for your crime?
A grown ass man throwin paper all the time
You a Captian America nigga on the run
Gangsta Uncle Sam old you to fight and you havin no fun?
And I'm like R. Kelly sippin on coke and rum
I took your girl to the room and we about go bump

whitersman you more like smithers man
bein right beside burns, doin anything he say
thats it you must be gay, hey im brand new
to you, can you stand it? you say your songs go platinum
then why u sitten here rappin? jus tappin on them keys
bitch please when you realize that you jus a tease
get back to me, we can hit up tha records that actually sell
big money, you so funny, but you jus look like a bunny.
made from chocolate, imma take a bite from its tasty bum bum
yea its yum yum, ya want sum? whoa go easy this aint ya moms cum. man you so dumb what a chump, ya face look like a dump
comin straight from ez's rump. that ish looks kinda like this sweet rabbit, but you cant have it. you got such a bad habbit of sittin
down and writing your trash, you should bag it, paper or plastic get used to sayin them words son you be workin in tha grocoery store, cuz musicly your a bore, i cant stand to hear ya no more.
its pathetic, like Fx tryin to start this off, what da fuck he think he a paramedic?

o so you wanna diss right ok I got you

bwahha i like your attitude smithers