anon man c'mon, you simply "underdone"
no fun go run run home and get a gun
put it to your skull pull the trigger take the fall
blow ya brains out right down the rain spout
you takin up the air we all could use and share
i'm spittin on this mic you droolin in ya chair

boy you straight stutted steppin/scared when you here my crew reppin/boy you probably still wonderin whats two steppin/only way you'd be hype is if they brought back the lrycist lounge show/cause bitch two rap angainst beleive me you don't want it noooo!!!!/i'm just to much on da mic and thats fosho spittin mo heat then yo moms clit when she's comin fosho/ that nasty bitch even the dog done fucjed her/bitch and now even mysquitos won't touch her

ANONOMOUS MC A.K.A NO NAME GAY M.C /THIS FAG SENT ME MSG'S TALKEN BOAT DA HEAD HE GIVES /U TAKE SEDITIVES / IN A GAY CLUB GIVEING YOUR SELF THE DATE RAPE DRUG / TIRED OF PUNK RAPPERS/ TRING TO RYHMEM WIT GUN CLAPPERS/YOUR MOMS FITHY BUT HOMIE I'LL STILL SLAP HER/ YOU WANT LIST WERE YOU FROM(WHY) CUZZ I'LL FIND YOU AND EGG YOUR HOUSE FOR FUN /BETTER YET KICK IN YOUR DOOR WIT THE 44 /ALL U HERD WAS HARRY DONT HIT ME NO MORE/ AND YOU WAS'NT THERE THAT WAS YOUR FITHY YEAR OLD MOTHER/ HOW DOES IT FELL FOR YOUR DAD TO BE YOUR OWN BROTHER/(YUCK) YOUR FAMILYS NASTY/ YOU GAVE JA RULE
GONERREAH THATS WHY HIS VOICE IS RASPY/ ANONOMOUS PAST ME WIT YOUR VOLCAB / YOU WEAK YOU TRIP A HOLE YEAR OFF ONE TAB/

GIVE UP YOUR WACK

FOR ROUX

ROUX/ TAKES COCKS /(LIKE ELTON JOHN ) BUTT HOLE BIG ENOUTH TO FIT A X BOX/ (WHAT IS THIS MIC REALY ON )IF YOU DIDNT HEAR ME YOU TAKE SLONGS/ FRIST RAPPER TO DO A VIDEO WIT A THONG ON /FITHTEEN MINS HARRY HODEAN YOUR AH AH ON / WHAT SOULD I DO WIT THESE PIC'S OF ROUX AND HIS GIRL REARING A STRAP ON /SEND THEM TO YOUR GRANDPAW HE LOVE'S GAY SHIT / STILL GOT PIC'S OF YOU DRESS IN DRAG AS A KID/ ROUXEY BOY LOVES DOING BIDS /IN A CELL WITH BIG WILL /LOOKING LIKE A SQUIRL/ STOREING NUT IN HIS GRILL/NEXT TIME THINK TRYING TO RYHMEM WIT HARRY/ CUZZ I GOT MORE LINES THAT THE DESIGN OF BUR BERRY

WHAT CATS DONT WANT WAR

youre a fuckin idiot.... you must not have been reading my rhymes -
they cleary state im from minneapolis....
why you think i was talkin so much shit about a lame mc like you bein here?
any way....

you aint even makin sense, you say my name then say i HAVE-NONE//
what you need to do is pick up an actual mic an RAP-SOME//
you need to PRACTICE, for i flip you over BACKWARDS//
start -shootin spikes- like i was BUSTIN-FAST-WITH a -RUSSIAN-CACTUS-!//
i be BUCKIN-FAT-WORDS to split you down your FUCKIN-AXIS//
sick of FUSSIN-RAPPERS, store em in my TRUNK-OR-HAMPERS//
you must have BUNK-ASS-STANDARDS, ya raps aint HARDCORE//
study FAR-MORE, would i be spittin back if i aint "WANT-WAR"?//
i cant BELIEVE you would PERCEIVE your SHIT-AS-ILL//
youre NAIVE need to ACHIEVE talent or JUST-STAND-STILL//
don even MOVE-TO-SPEAK, ill have to move a knife THROUGH-YA-CHEEK//
same CITY, you made threats an you aint HIT-ME, NOW WHOS-WEAK?//

Anonomous
bitch

ill bleach you skin real pale, with ginger ale, like Mr. Manson
this guy claims emcee, but hes really the frontman of Hanson
for droppin on this cypher, we posed to call the cops
cause we dont need white boys who like to sing Mmm-Bop!
so save dat shit fo pop charts, you dike
cause your career is solely in forum 'Open Mic'
why else would this cats name be secret
even if yo raps was treasured, a pirate wouldnt seek it

anon... who the fuck is he kiddin

look i can spit in CAPITALS
and use parentheses to diss

'look i can spit in CAPITALs
and use parenthesis to diss'
lol, was that a diss?
just to let you know, these are parenthesis --> ( <-- and there werent any in my verse...dumbass)

i already ripped you once, but ill just drop somthin quick for an mc who isnt even makin sense....

its like you suck at a video game, make ya lose-lives... you-nice?
your chances of comin hard are: rollin 13 with two-dice!//
but ay for real, whats the deal, are you just fuckin crazy?//
you could be a rainbow colored daisy you wont amaze-me//
whats with these rhymes you send? my tolerance is at its end//
i see so many mcs spittin nonsense you got me thinkin its a trend//
for actin like you just hit me hard, you need to take your skin an shed-it//
im iller than the worlds biggest-epidemic so i hope youre friends-a-medic//
my advice is to run non-stop when this bomb-drops//
("we posed to call the cops")
your survival is a long-shot, be a bitch an call cops...

Anonmous

Your Raps Are Tainted, You See Its Pictures I Painted,
This Kids Out Of Raps And Look Im Making Him Fainted..

you just a Purely Unemployed Retarded Entity. (no offense to PURE if thats a crew or some shit) this bar can run with what you send-to-me for a century//
you dont want to enter-the realm in which im render-ing-... shylo critical so he wont step-to-me like he had melted-feet//

Anon

I'mma Rip-emceez, Spittin-free'z, emissions-of-spitz-into-beef, i drop-shit-to-see, even these Anonamouz-emcee, in the Physical,-Lyrical-hittin-critical-usin-muses-for-miracles, step down you can't hang-wit-me, i'll send you-to-tha-after, preachin-tha-rapture where you can be Anonamouz n Can't-be-seen

Anon

I think you hurt my feelin's man
look at me Im cryin
no... I think Im dyin.. laughin at ya ass
nigga yousa no pass
stop smokin that grass
i know what it is, you just mad
Bitch I get mo pussy then you
Suck ya dick? nigga right afta you
Chicks clingin to me, fightin for the front of the line
bitch you make me sick wit ya fake ass rhymes
gasoline is all you got? well nigga Im the match, thats gonna make ya weak ass game crash "BOOM"

by lookin at ya rymes, i see u have know skills//
u probaly some rocker chick dat rest in bev. hills//
sorry, but nobody wants to holla at a dike//
u might think i dont hit hard, but since u a chick, dis is jus a sympathetic strike//
ur rite, u are a unique one//
but sayin ur good at rymin is like sayin north korea won//

I'ma give you five seconds to take my cock out ya mouth,
I had to read ya whole verse backwords to see what you's talkin about/
I'm loud wit my clout, leavin niggas like you short an real stout,
bitch you hooked on my dick like you's a freshwater trout/
thatakeova is nothin and you will never amount to nothin,
use ya logic, put two and two together and stop ya frontin/
I knock out grills I'm trill only when I wannabe,
but I'll chop your gills you fish so stay up under me/

I`m Knowing That This Cat Is Wack, Beat Him Until He Turns Black,
You See I Would Cut You Some Slack, But Your Not Even Tight Ya Wack..

No shit I'm black, what nigga you ain't know?,
that's the reason that I be cripplin all ya hoes/
callin me wack when you could only think of one bar,
my punches will beat you so silly, you'll only be seein one star/
and that's me in ya face pointin an laughin at ya,
put a marker to ya face and have lil kids laughin at ya/
you nothin but a disgrace to the game so bow ya head in shame,
your diss was so short I didn't even know you came,
cuz yo ass is gone with the wind along wit my shoe in ya crack,
bring up the next rookie in line an take yo ass to the back/