only thing breakin is this hos spirit and piggy bank
she stay smokin rock and stay tryna jock my rank
gangsta lyrics don't work unless your a real G
and so far all I've seen is wack bars from sam drug-eee

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"A man who thinks he knows the answer and still asks. That man is wise."
"A man who doesn't ask because he thinks he knows the answer. That man is a fool" -Diallo

i dont kno if i should read or find another site cause was the wackest verse
that and ya body needs to be killed and be pulled in the back of a herse
cuase u rappin like a P.W.A a pussy wit a attiude
but what im packing will lift ya lil body in lattiude, and of corse when ur corspe land it'll be layin wit longitude

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yall niggaz just like the u.s.army bein all u can be
but u fuckin wit the king so show respect and bow 2 ya knees

let me other throw this nigga who writin text with blaq ink
he another fake thug whos lyrics might make you think
think he could be real spittin wack shit I could feel
if I was blind man readin his text in brail, point unrevealed
conceal ya secrets you that homo thug nigga lovin other thugs
I'm more potent than raw coke, you weak like OTC drugs

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"A man who thinks he knows the answer and still asks. That man is wise."
"A man who doesn't ask because he thinks he knows the answer. That man is a fool" -Diallo

nigga u worth less like tick tack i'll mark u out wit a slash
my words im punchin will ya lip sollen fatter than j.lo ass

give it a rest this kid just comes back to get festively digested
like bad trafic, ya lines cant be directed to anything highly expected

so i suggest go back to ya pen pad cause ya words need to be reloaded
mines is on piont so i can aim at ya head pop it like a volcano exploed

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yall niggaz just like the u.s.army bein all u can be
but u fuckin wit the king so show respect and bow 2 ya knees

damn kid you still breathin believin you can defeat me with weak text
I'll rip ya blaq ass back to half past dead and ask who's next
words so diverse have you lookin every which way in ya space
multiply my lines times two and that's a double blast wit a mace
injectin venom in my lines so I'd be sure to leave you paralized
the velocity of my text too fast flash past a pair of eyes
leave you blinded and binded to ya book of lyrics n wack words
you couldn't defeat me if I had hands tied and had to spit lyrics back wards

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"A man who thinks he knows the answer and still asks. That man is wise."
"A man who doesn't ask because he thinks he knows the answer. That man is a fool" -Diallo

Diallo cant follow, with my tips full of hallow he cant swallow.
From orlando dont got the wealth, quit rappin kid for your own health.
never will you spit again, now close your eyes and count to ten.
askin lots of questions but never get no answer,
puttin you out of commision and leaving you with cancer.
damn I bet you got a story to tell,
you would be decent if you could spell.

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I spit FIRE


6 of them bled
7 of them dead
8 felt my hate
9 felt my nine
10... reload again

Dis nigga aint got shit wit all da advice i Gave him....
u can tell he a preteen, he cant even spell Raven....*Revan*
So next time sumbody tells u dat u nice wit a mic....
Quit before u start be smart and think Twice....
Cuz da way u flow it looks like u cut ya V-cords....(vocal)
Da fact is dat when u dissin HIM it makes Me Bored...
forget da way i dissed u and practice on ya flow....
he aint brave ITs dat i posted afta and he didnt kno....
All his rhymes are wack and all dat shit is written....
he woulda took his post away if he knew i was gonna diss him...


~1~

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...i didnt pick this, sorry i gotta knock u out wit da quickness...
...Dey say Dis trick slick, Not even tylenol can cure my sickness...
...I dont mess wit hoes i jus get da Pro sluts...
...Ya 13 man crew will be left like a bakers dozen of Doughnuts...

You’re lyrically in-comprehensible. One syllabus no flavour its condensable
Your name is contradictable. No magic, its tragic. So dam predictable
Illegible and basic. Your one bar rhymes are complacent.
Just face it. Your wack. Getting Cole sores from your dads black sack.
Sometimes its like this and that. But your just historic and pre-historic
Pre-mature and rhetoric. Pre-tenses are over-played like super-sonic.
Think your snoop with gin an tonic. But your just another lil bow – wow
You aint Bronx your queens like the Nanny singing “hey now brown cow”
Hit you over the head with Dow religiously like seventh heaven
Because I am Christian I don’t believe in hoaxes, are you still eleven?
Fuck anyone who is dumb enough to call themselves magician seven

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I say mali you say booooo

Fuck brisbane ... Adelaide's better

|...Your punches are basic dawg wheres the complexiy, Theres no way you could stand next to me, Your missing the cut like doctors who dont know how to preform vasectomies...|

Your not worth more than one bar

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Let out a welp when I put you to shame,
it would help if I could pronounce your name,
From the vastlands, kickin trash cans,
Makin lots of plans but still aint worth a damn.
Who are you kiddin dont front,
you'll get rolled up and smoked like a blunt,
dont even begin with your weak ass shit,
someone cuts up and you through a fit,
so just go the fuck home and cry about it.

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I spit FIRE


6 of them bled
7 of them dead
8 felt my hate
9 felt my nine
10... reload again

Dont Rappin, It's Clear You Dont Mix.
With The Simple Fundamentals Of Tryna Spit.
You Cryin Bitch! I'm Ruthless Wit Words.
Severly Smack & Make U A Toothless Herb.
I Boot Chest Of Herds, Dont Fuck Wit Me.
I Look At ya Reflection & Still Dont See A Mc.

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unwritten hazard u thought u were spitin knowledge
naw ur rhymes r slow learning like hook on phonics
i run tracks around u when i rhyme just like my name was sonic
da only thang ur good at is really shaking & twitching like a god damn ho
now i remember ur 1 of bitches dat'z eager 2 dance when ur at da club on da pole
i got diz shit all unda control so either roll wit me or or i'll roll up ova ya bitch

GangGreen------It might not b all bout economy, but it'z all bout equality/So u say all dez wack mcs is makin G'z don't bother u, sounds like ur a hata dat like da situation betta when a playa like Ike Turner smacks ur dumbazz wit his shoe/ & last u say honestly, is ur # 1 policy is quality, but i think u fail 2 realize muthafucca in diz game it'z really all bout quantity, & probablity bitch

I'll spit a simple piece at you constructed by elite designs
something you can understand n comprehend with your feeble mind
I see you think you got skill but, you lack more than talent
you just keep firing off at the mouth like you a loose canon
all I keep hearing is a clickin sound like an empty hand gun
now you may got a lyrical weapon but, you lack ammo to cause pain
while I'm spittin witt like hollow point shards spreadin through ya brain
infectin the cranial capacity and leave you with a mind sickness
a pain more intense and longer lasting than the effects of syphilis

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"A man who thinks he knows the answer and still asks. That man is wise."
"A man who doesn't ask because he thinks he knows the answer. That man is a fool" -Diallo

Nigga quiet rappin and join da ASS rappin team....
da way u flow it looks like u a Losin feind.....
ya flow is see threw u might as well Be bottle....(be a glass bottle)
nigga u a dumb fuck...u cant even spell Diablo...*diallo*
Leave Scars da size as mars in ya face....
in between ya place I left Space u wont win say ya grace....
his flow is weak im tellin u dats beat....
nigga if u farted u cudnt clap heat....*butt cheeks clappin and Gas comin out* lmao
dis dude is a pro at losin hes like da orlando magic....
I destroy wit ma rhymes My Flow go Tragic.....
even da smallets punch will have u scard.....
Niggaz punches couldnt hit hard...if he was related 2 his avatar... iight ~1~

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...i didnt pick this, sorry i gotta knock u out wit da quickness...
...Dey say Dis trick slick, Not even tylenol can cure my sickness...
...I dont mess wit hoes i jus get da Pro sluts...
...Ya 13 man crew will be left like a bakers dozen of Doughnuts...

fuck da magacian should make ya own wack ass disappear
all I see is weak lines and nonsense I know my vision's clear
When you speak my name you should what what you talkin about before
cause hos like you come a fuckin dime a dozen at the dollar store
same place you got ya lines and ya whole lyrical design structre malfunction
they way you spit lyrics is like that cats stuck to windows it's all suction
and get the bullshit right you know the name is DI-A-L-L-O
kid so shut the fuck up and just fall back slow
makin yaself look stupidn everytime ya mouth opens n words exit
You got kicked outta the gentlemens club screamin about they sexist
just keep your two fat ass lips sealed n I don't mean the ones on ya face
pussies like you get they caps peeled back n layed in back in they place

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"A man who thinks he knows the answer and still asks. That man is wise."
"A man who doesn't ask because he thinks he knows the answer. That man is a fool" -Diallo