name's like the counter for the cocks you suck & you're on 'Dik81',
I.D. says flyweight but you really heavy through drinkin cum/
dyslexic fucker 'diss the person above you' not '2 above you',
if ya can't read ask a grown up to come & help you fool/
this thread's the only way you could ever me above me,
you were too easy to pick on like a nose wiv big bogeys/

Speak easy Dom-n8, your gonna short out your circuit
You gotta know what short is, look down when you jerk it
You need to join a circus, thinking that you can hurt this
I've got a little extra, some real talent you can purchase
But I dont think you have the payroll, your money is tight
I guess thats why you have to sell your pussy at night
I don't fight, I simply spit out words
Spit in your face, cause you aint got courage
I think I've done enough, I'll just wait for your reply
That way I'm not responsible when you commit suicide

~JohnnieBlaze007-aka-The Real One-aka-Infinite~

i blaze hotter than sun rays this guys new lets hope that this bum stays
so we gott some body new to slew an have RB some fun days//
bitch u aka diss an aka dat u wont be shit wen i coc this ak back
look at ya entire spit what u spray an rap way say stay wack//
u sed it ya self boy u dont fight i spit evil things that u wudnt rite
cuz im high as a kite wate im spittin is spite ive stayed hot since sean paul gimmie da light//

I'll whip ass like cake mix, duke you don't want it with Son Bio//
I'll put knicks on your face, and I'm not talking about NBA logos//
Talk like I'm a wack emcee, nigga you ain't no better//
Like I'm a respect someone who took the name of an R&B singer//
A wack one at that, all you did was just flip the letters//
Kind of like your verse, kid your far from a rapper//
So no doubt I'm going rip you if you claim your a emcee//
Yeah, I ripped the man above, but lyrically your below me.

sorrry if my typin stuttterss i cann barely contain my laughter
with a name like that i guess it's the sympathy vote u'r after
talkin bout the others guys name u must...damn u must be from ohio
i mean u'r the one who named himself akira son bio
yo kid... maybe u should go back to growin potato's
this site ain't frindly to those wit unequal cell ratios

Yo *DEK*, you're bout to be *SNAPPED* in *TWO*//
Your lyrics wouldn't be *BANGIN* if you was fuckin *BLACK&BLUE*//
And if you aint rhymin SOLO, I'll have to ATTACK YOUR CREW//
Then slap your ass with more crap then brats that sip on Slim Fast// [slim fast causes diarreah]

Pessimistic bitch is wishin he never involved himself//
His intentions of dissin these kids is different, now that he's mauled and killed//
Hes definitely sittin now, and listenin to my spittin well//
And jottin down my lines, so later, he can drop them, bitten fo real//


DAMN, I'm tired. And I am havin an off day, I suck tonight...

i dont know if u got MOVIE-RAPS but that aint a REEL-VERSE/
i know witches da carry guns just to burn wit a steel curse/
u can have coke lines but im what da streets will feel first/
ur contracts bitchmade compared to what my deals worth/
and i only see da head dr cuz ive been known to heal nurse/
im a slave to this street game so u know bout my field work/
i go ta war to conquer lands and take a mans worth/
u battle to steal dirt/
you's a glass nigga that'll get shattered and feel hurt/
so keep thinking u bustin guns cuz im da real merk......

NEXT

M-80 you scream "Next" like you did something magnificant
But the only bomb you drop is the one when you take a shit
Or when you speak, theres a scent of dookie on your breath
Here's a lyrical toothbrush, but you need to supply your own Crest
So please do not come test, you get burnt like the rest
I'll just let you torch yourself, and take the burden off my chest
I'm the best but I'm not gonna brag or burst your own bubble
I'm gonna let my lines flow softly, creep up, and do it subtle

You came to the game, thinking you were at work//
Its a shame, tryin as hard as you were, only rhymin wit one word//
but worst of all, im gunna say it straight no lies//
I hate to tell you this cuz im sorry cuz there aint gunna be a *NEXT* time//
You ve had ten tries(posts) but i only see ur weak signs//
Im known to have good eye vision but i only noticed urs cuz of the 10 lines//
....blah blah blah

Please Evil, settle down, you're having misconceptions
You're trying to go somewhere...headed the wrong direction
So I'm gonna hit you with a blessing, but do not take advantage
If you look again I spit 8 lines, and I didn't even plan it
If you have a seed you need to plant it, grow some skills
Cuz the lame ass shit you speaking aint gonna pay the bills
I'll take you for a run aound the mill, like a puppy on a leash
I just did it again in 8 lines, you're done....Rest in Peace

Come again...harder next time

stick it johnny cuz I roll u up an smoke u/
get high and trip cuz ur potent rhymes ain't dope dude/
so choke on 2, when I put 24 bullets in and through/
cuz dissin u comes as easy as abc and 123/
look it's juss u and me, in tha tree/
but don't front, cuz I'll throw u from it free/
and watch u break every limb and bleed/
so u be the one to rest in piece/
an bitch u betta believe/

fuck it juss somethin quick no hate.

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i got u hopeing this is my best verse/
da truth is this complimants my best worse/
u got so much spit written in text words/
only battle board MODs know ur net worth/
u da type a nigga thats been FIRED ta get hurt/
dont get mad u BLOW JOBS, cuz thats ur best work/

Man You suck M_80 More Like a cheap sparkler
Except yo talent dont shine you seem to get dark-l-er
Thats terrible, i guess the wackness drifts down posts
"Got FIRED for givin BLOWJOBS" is what this clown boasts
He gettin shot down in a cypher-so his whole town toasts
He's a wigga at most high off of Pac's lyrics
if he belives hard enough than he might imitate his spirit
....

Big Joke, self explainitory, you said it in your name
JohnnieBlaze is in the game, so just get out of my way
My mind remains my gun, my words are my fucking ammo
Step hard enough to me, you'll get chipped like tooth enamel
I hope you got a good handle on the lines that Im spittin'
Get it embedded in your mind, so you'll never be forgettin'
My name, my word, all my fucking A K A's
Infinite, The Real One, and then you got JohnnieBlaze
I know I got ya mind phased, you in a daze all day
You wanna play all day, then you get slayed all day
Playing with fire is risky, go up like a cloud of smoke
Especially when I'm feeling frisky, you're just a Big Joke

...You asked for it

Johnnieblaze you sound Gay, talkin bout you real,if you really knew the deal your casket Would B signed and sealed,
Cats like you- jump from name to name escaping shame, you like the cat below me, Both you niggaz is Lame,Your mind is your gun and your words are your ammo,you made for t.v. like the Gotdamn Sopranos. I got more styles than pacino,Game than casinos,Ruff Raleigh Records-D.Jewels the Gambinos!!!!. Gam Fam