quit freeposting son, learn the rules this aint the place/
I understand Ur a guy now, but u warent always raised that way/
U an ameture, battling still aint why U was molded/
I'll wreck ur whole frame and leave Ur brain rearanged and destorted/
U aint never battle befor homie, Ur micraphones collecting dust/
I hope U kept the reciept, so U can take that Kareoke mic back to Toys R Us/
Im the essence of skill, born to kill like Drill Sargaints/
U might as well hijack a smell tinted bus if U gonna act retarted/
Im the advacate who'll slam shit till he damage it/
wait till U collect Ur thoaghts then blow Ur state of mind on Paint Canvasis/

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Damn he got you man

Yo,yo,I dont think you said dat shit on purpose
but how you call him a clown and you da only one at a circus
Damn,Im salty you shittin on his Fubu Gear
cause they probably worth more than da shit dat you do here
Dis bitch isnt a middle weight,you just some shit on da side rap learnin
and his rhymes cant FUCK wit nobodies,so you labeled as a rap VIRGIN
You abusin what?abusin metaphores brutally
nigga you da wackest in dis community,and dat statement is true ta me
Eyedentdy is da da type of emcee dat place modesty way back
Yo ass is one of dem ill rappers? You cant honestly say that
Dis is dissin in black and whtie,call dis a racial duel
and only way you was told "you ill" was on April Fools

Young Mix

the beginnig was tight but then U sort of lost interest in it.

Im the clown? U the one droping make Up on the pavement/
Just to be half as ill as me, Ud put ur life as a down payment/
Ur skill aint nothing new to me, Ur records speaks for its self/
Right now its silents ass fuck, cuz 3 to 7 is just bad for Ur health/
U an ok rapper, But ok means U garbage/
If beef was Ur main goal in this cypher, then U must be starving/
cus nobodys into U, I'm holding Ur only chances of winning for ransom/
Young Mix? Your rapstyles old enough to have a grandson/
cus eversince 98 Iv been on the block reppin/
cus eversince 98 You've been on the block wit 3 to 7, so U who Testing?
This the part in the battle were Ud spit blood, and write Ur verse down/
but Ur IQ's lower then Lorayns Bobbets husbands spearm count/

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You aint impression nobody dawg, you just "repeatin yo self"
I can't even rap at my best, cause yo breath smells like u put"grafitti all ova yo self"
now I got you on "stealth" joggin 106 times across the play "park"
look at yo avatar, it sounds like you fail at hijackin six-flags's go-"karts"
dawg you embarrasse yo self in every MC Battle cause of the sound of yo "farts"
You worth as much a bucket of civic parts, it's easy for you to get thrown around like those sharp darts, but all the time u blowin up like those heated "pop tarts"
There nigga, I just exposed your faggot "identity" like wrecked "shopping carts"

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Somehow this bitch thinks he's somethin special//
But the only thing special from you is ya rectal//
An if the sex ain't anal, it's 12" in the mouth, oral//
It's oreo like cookie dough, don't ignore me cos i'm informal//
This ain't no poetry recital, I'm here to keep it real//
Go toe to toe with me you gona end up as my meal//
The deal is this, so don't misinterpret an miss as I insist//
This verse consists of a diss directed at you, cos i'm pissed//
Drunk as fuck ready for you to suck my 12"s of cock//
Hard as rock no need for a sock cos you gona swallow my spunk//

Faggit.

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Lol............................................... ....................................

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Im not bad shit....n y ya missin me bastids
Leave nigga's in da past like history-classes

riddle me that riddle me this/ riddle me a diss/ your comon sence a lil dismissed/ when you should be playin a fiddle i insist/ cuz you aint good at this Rap verse/ i just hope that you your rapped your worse/ or get off here and to say goodby ill gladly be the first/ cuz when you see me you and your cronies should Dispurse/ now a reall emcee doesn't inpers//ante a gangsta or Battle champ// when your just a battle tramp/ who was the last vote you payed off// just thinki if i was ya manager... your so layed off//

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Don't go tryin to riddle me no fiddle you jus shizzle//
You jus caught in the middle I leave ya mouth in dribble//
You claim to give me Nightmares but can't even spell it//
I can't remember no space in there, jus proves you shizit//
Meaning shit, like from the bottom of my shoe you beneath me//
I got nothin to prove to you cos you can't even see me//
You a flea, a bug that I crush cos you can't even start to test//
You fuckin 1-2 under compared to 4-2 up, who you thinks the best?//

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Riddlemethat,how dare you continue lyin such
Ill leave dis nigga shirt more red than Hawaiian punch
If punchlines was fishbait,you probly would've caught fewer
but I read yo shit,YEP,you about as wack as I thought you were
As soon as you see Mix name,you try ta quickly act right
and if rap skills was money,you'd be da brokest on dis rap site
You not lyrically inclined,nigga you wack and some
cause yo linez are old enough ta have a grandson

Young Mix

Oh my god its that bitch young mix back with his bag of trix//
Talk about skill? your under by 7-3, man you make me sick//
You're like the midgit of basket ball, the T-rex of boxin drinkin toxins//
The transexual of prostitution drawn to the conclusion your skill is binned//
I leave you in my dust an watch your style turn to rust as I clutch//
The mic in my hand, I'm the paper you're the sand glued to my touch//
Admit you can't get enough of me cos you sit an feel my rush//
But you mean nothin to me, If style were Ice, you'd be black slush//

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Yo rhymes are so far away from hip hop,they homesick
Dis nigga gets no girls so he winds up suckin his own dick
Dis guy is 18 and not made no accomplishments
and he has 165 post but neva got one compliment
Ill burn dis herb without even lightin a switch
and I aint in Womens Boxing but best believe Im fightin a bitch
Dis nigga is a punk and we all know dat punks soft
Ill throw you outta window and say you was bouncin from my jumpoff
Fuck 4 wins,you still not even a winner yet
cause remember,you 18 and still rappin on da Internet
When it comes down to it Im da hottest wit a mic
and rappin wit me,you'll get left like da opposite of right

Young Mix

young mix is decent wit his old rhymes//yea right!... his style been out long time//i bet you could catch Dinosaurse spiting that shit// so just take a rest thing your rhymes need a blanket and should just sit// P.S Riddle me that I just had Night MAre like that fo you to fit// now time to get really intence on young mix// yo this kid is a lil yong to be a cronic masterbater// but it hard to stop when his Crews his own instagator// yea i said you ya crew whole way of life it homosexual// how do iknow well i took one year pshycoloigye im intulectaul// well actaully i know cuz i once beat up a transexual// so know i can just tell when this chump squezzes his testical// that he's squeezing to a man or Somtin wit a kack// he may act like a palya but all he wanna mack is a creature wit a sack.

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it'll take me a while to drop a 6 again
Im doin 4/6
Dissing riddlemethat

Yo, Yo, Yo, Lets Go
Freestylin aint for you, homie go back to rappin riddles with Dr. "Seuss"
Dawg u lookin like that? You woudn't even make it to be lil kim's "duece"(she's ugly)

Dissing Ebononics
Comon Ebonoics, like Tyrese, all you doin is actin a "fool"
Homie when you "drool", it comin down harder than Money lo gettin punched-out "
"cool" from Ludacris"(get bakc video)

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Integra u dont stop dropping, youve dropped like sixty rhymes
Ima prolly have t tell ya as many time as u've droped..n dats like 50 times
Your attemp was perfetic, just let it drop coz you dont ever flow
Youll fall flat coz ya skills r like dead trees...they dont ever grow...
My punches including my structure be entierly massive man
n when ya spit ya stop so many times its like ya in a traffic jam
Ayo ya rhymes aint got no IntEgRa-ty, son you need practice
coz ya rhymes couldnt strike victory if you was a match-stick blllllllahhhhhhhh!!!!!