bouncedoggydog u better bounce your way on out/
cuz ur not wanted here at rapbattles, next time, don't even submit/
tryin to respond to me with your weak lyrical attack/
only thing u did was bore me to death...and that's a fact/
half of ur verse was rhymed with either "back" or "pack"/
that verse was done such half-assed, ur gonna get bitch smacked/
let me give u some advice, on rap battles, it's QUALITY that counts/
not long ass verses that are full of nothing but numerous "...acks"/

Go ahead and post your insignificant comeback/
more like a throw back-streatching your intestinal-track/
you've been served-n-violated by this mystical mack/
I read all your posts or postmordems there all yak.. yak..
putride and corroded like rancid flesh off a dead yak/
like the smell of your bitches fanny-pack, isn't her-name jack?/
your feeble raps are just that, pathethic and easily hacked/
Bad rap, you shoulda read all my posts b4 you dis-back/
you made it personal with dat foolish attack/

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bouncedoggydog is getting excited, so much, he's become my fan/
he's read all of my numerous posts, after, he must masteurbate with his hand/
once again, his rap is nuthin but shit, rappin away with plenty of "...acks"/
don't this nigga understand, that shit got old, stop talkin outta ur ass/
that shit is annoyin, but i'll start rappin like this cracker-jack/
peter piper picked a pickle and then he went and sat on a tack/
aite, i'm done messin with this clown, but i'll take one final jab/
my flow is as sharp as a knive...u better step back or ur gonna get stabbed/

bad rap..You wanna see into my intellect/
contemplating your simplistec dialect/
your path will never intersect or parallel my respect/
complex formulation I resurrect, necromancing your dieing sect/
can't handle this verbal lunatic, rainning atrocites on your entire click/
decimating your ineffiecent childhood spit/
vibrating my ryhmes way down into your clit/
guesstimating your gonna bring your best shit/
annialated and now your cranially split/
I'm exhonerated while your emulsified on a tit/
you fucken half wit/ (<-- if even half of a wit)

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man, u had 25 minutes and that's the best u came up with?/
well i guess u got scared, cuz u saw... u ain't messin with no whimp/
now this dog wanna run to a thesaurus start usin big words/
intellect, dialect, and all that other shit, keep it up, ur gonna get hurt/
well it's my assumption, that he's just a punk kid, man his verse is pollution/
if u keep messin with me, i'm gonna put u on death row with a nasty execution/
he ran outta shit to spew, he made up his own word... "guesstimating"/
well to cook or grill ya? either option is what my mind is debatin/
so before other people start sayin, "man, what's this shit about"/
i'll make it real simple for u and them... ur not wanted, bitch get out!/

Homie if you only knew what your dealing with/
living in your land of eternal myth/
I am @ work and your asking where I've been/
25 minutes sure did go by, but I was busy securing our skies/
just thought I'd tell ya, since your asking/
I'm not just sitting idle waitng for your replies/
You can be sure it's more than bling that I'm flashing/ (technically)
I'm degreed and your just threading your lies/
Synthetic Aprature RADAR is what I am working/
While your just sitting there stroking and jerking/
I'm employed by mind and your just spitting wack ryhmes/
instead of talking about my verbal pollution/
you shoulda stood in line, cuz you missed evolution/
trying 2 start a revolution engaging in prostitution/
you need 2 visit an institution with your weak resolution/
Set your aim on a higher education more than five digit self-elation/
or your anotomic strangulation...

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i dont need to spell it out cuz you already did:
u rap bad except i also think u got dyxlexia kid:
he's a middle weight so i'll punch him in the gut:
wouldnt be known for a good "job" as rb's slut:
dis kids so stupid when they said do a track he:
ran around the feild, I, call the chain unda my shirt:
a weapon concealed, a weapon revealed vs. you:
this was a one minute keystyle kid i'm thru you n with u:

Bad rap do you see what I mean
affiliate can see through you too
I'm telling you, it's like this guy is 2
busting bad raps and thinking he's on the map
go a head affiliate hand him another slap
beat on his fucken cap

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Doggy your styles are wack
I think I can crap
I better line then that
you think your an MC
why not come and test me.
what thinking that you must be crazy
Your not sexy or cool so TLC wants nothing to do with you

bitch please, i was gone for a minute, now i'm back/
map, slap and cap, there go those complicated rhymes, take that shit back/
you say you were securin our skies, only thing i can think of is ur in the air force/
that's funny cuz just like any sex u've had from girls...all of it, has-been-forced/
if your skillz are all that, why u keep fuckin around in these cyphers/
dog's been around for a while but has had no battles...she's scared that ima snipe her/

DAWG PLEASE DO US ALL A FAVOR AND STOP TRYIN TO RHYME/
U BELONG ON THE BENCH RIDIN THE PINE/
U HAD UR TIME AND U MADE NUTHIN OF IT/
SO TAKE THOSE WACK FLOWS AND STUFF IT/
RIGHT UP YOUR ASS, YA LOVE IT/
YA THINK THERES NUTHIN ABOVE IT/
U COULDNT SPIT IF U WAS A DERALIC/
U MORE LIKE DROOL AND MAKE YOURSELF LOOK LIKE A FOOL/
DONT LET ME GRAB THE TOOLS/
CUZ THEN I'M GONNA TAKE NIGGAS TO SCHOOL/
LET'EM KNOW WUT HAPPENS WHEN THEY TRY TO ACT COOL!!!!

Now all you wanna-wienies wanna step up to this/
I'm Mr. Bounce... the mad scien-twist quick2inlist/
and embed your fucken face with my fist, disapper n2da-mist/
ride off laughing so hard I need to piss cuz your shit was the funniest/
no not the murderous but hillarious, my style is various making ya delerious/
no don't take this diss serious, it's just the way I busssst, like on ya face when I'm smearing lust/
shaking up your foundation like an anti-trust, cooking baking from within your gutz/
My style is mad sick like I'm nucken futs..but your just licking nutz/
I'm never fearing anything you bust, I'm protecting... you fucken putz/

I'm never afraid to battle, I just aint got the time for mindless babble and unintelligent praddle/
Step and try to fill my sattle, you be lost forever in my shadow, with your scribble scabble/

I'm defending a nation with a professional occupation while ya still gving yourself five digit elation/
I'm intercepting and evading with tacticle obsevation and binary propagation/
I have no hessitaion in this presentaion and defication of your weak proclamaton/
Please.. I bring innovation -n- atomic excitation backed by a nuclear nation/
Are you ready for particle contamination massive extermination and total annialation/
Because of your mis-representaion, and sorry pronunciation, bought your own erradification/
Probably complain about over taxation while you live in the greatest of all nations/
Have some respect and fulfill your obligations or face lyrical-bio-contamination and death from dysfixiation/

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FUCKA BABYLON BANDIT!!!

damn dog, chill, these are short quick diss battles, not essays

and now u got me curious, what the fuck DO u do???

I could tell ya... but..... you know the rest, but I am serious!!!

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