shit there could b 3 of u Dawg n u'd still spit 4 times as slow, ya wack verses could b spat by Jean Claud Van Damn yet still not Kick-it u hoe/
U could b a Triangle (3d) but we'd still not b Equal, this is like eminem n benzino cuz there wont b another sequal//

how shit r u wen u gota explain ur own disses 2 urself
fucked up in da head thinkin u can challenge me n keep ur health?
heck if i was van damme i wud commit suicide
coz i dont wana b the man that u wana put ur dick inside
fuckin bring mathmatics in2 this?
i think u 4got u supposed 2 spit not lyrically become like ur teachers
this is far from eminem and benzino battle
coz i know i aint dat good but tru u n benzino cud make a good couple
bible bashin asshole
u da genesis heres a new commandment thou shalt not b a faggo
try next time 2 write more then 3 lines if u really wana hurt me
coz ima only com back wit tougher words u cud neva c

dog u fuked up like bebe's kids/
only thing three dimensional is how wak u is/
fuckin bitch lik up all dat jizz/
when u stand next to me u aint shit/
eat a dick suck a cock take it down ur throat/
u da only guy wit anotha man tryin ta elope/
heres some money go head pay yo phone bill/
now stand out on dat corner yea u know the drill/

im gettin really sick of you fool,
looks like everywhere i post i see you
so perk up ya ears and listen here
im only tellin you one more time before you dissappear
your style can be compared to that of the 3 bears
but your not discouraged cuz you sit there in a chair and drink some dudes pourage

skarfacekapone go head edit yo lyrics/
i see u in girl scouts earnin dem merits/
tryin ta sell me some cookies u stupid ass fag/
u a pedafile starin at child porn mags/
go ahead talk all dat bullshit/
talk it to da barrel of dis gun when i pull it/
nigga go and suck dick/
battle me naw fuk it/
u already lost in dis cypher ya dumb bitch/

Leave ya Body, just a Bunch of "Bones"-now thats "Thug Harmony"
stylez petty, im jackin everythin you got-felon grand Larceny
make me sick every-time you speak, u got rotten teeth
you even make 100 year old gramps not wantin ta breath...

Yo' my name maybe new to this//
But i'm tha king of rap spit//
you tha next man on my hitlist//
gettin slapped about like some bitches

kid your wack-your flow is way to SIMPLE
i'll POP ya dreams similar to a Juicy PIMPLE
your a women, get some tips from Jimmy Kimmel
he runs the Man Show, are u still not Humble???

K-Lowk your a wack muthafuka, //
you a bitch an' a cok sucker//
my line's aint simple, well just to you//
I'm tha Quik-$pit, I thought you knew

quick spit go head spit quik/
naw first get yo mouth off k dick/
how u goin call sumone else a cock sucker/
when yo ass suck mo den yo fukin mother/

Harmony got a betta chance survivin in the army b.
Even If shady wrote his verse he still would'nt be harmin me./
No need for alarm you see,you need to stop writin rhymes an start writin some comedy./

My slight of hand can end your life, you shook and in fear of my mere wrist/
of couse a Shady verse won't harm you, fag you wouldn't be here to hear it/
I'm sick enought to take a shit in the bloodbath that I killed you ,fool
I dare you to speak my name, you'll be a corpes by the last syllable/
I hit with the force of North Korean atomic dombs when I write a song
XanaX doper than, me? better luck finding a nimpho having sex they don't like at all/

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Bang On The Table Productions

d-dizzle this ain't the 8 mile movie//
the only cats that rep detroit now, is them shady record groupies//
clue me, in on how u riddin his dick//
please stay from mentionin famous raps u bitch//

haha great i get fifthy cal
this gal will be beggin me to throw in the towel
if it aint enuff he bitch out on our battle
but now i come to cypher and i still see him rattle
fifthy cal realize this
just cuz ur in math prophecies dont mean shit
i should call u a cigar
cuz i can lyrikally smoke you for n hour
you bitch out to a newbie what a fuckin coward
y u talkin bad about dizzles style
ur the one who started rappin after u saw 8 mile