SON YOU COULDNT BURN NOBODY EVEN IF U WAS MADE OF FIRE/
STOP RAPPIN, YOU SHOULD MOTHERFUCKIN RETIRE/
CUZ NOBODY WANTS TO READ YOUR TIRED ASS RHYMES/
YOUR TRYIN TO CLIMB A HILL THAT IS TO STEEP FOR YOU/
UR GONNA FALL, AND NO ONE'S GONNA HAVE ANY SYMPATHY FOR YOU/
YOUR THE PRIME EXAMPLE OF WHAT NOT TO DO/
EVERYTIME I SEE YOUR THREADS,
U MAKE ME SLEEPY, I WANT TO GO TO FUCKIN BED/
SO INSTEAD OF TRYIN TO FLOW,
WHY DONT YOU SIT ON THE CORNER WITH YOUR MOTHER,
AND GO MAKE ME SOME DOUGH!!!!!

Every time you post your lines do you think there tight?/
Even if you spit them to a white girl theyd be like "o my god yea right"/
What goes through your mind when you think..its obviously not skill/
Although if you tried out to get booed..youd surely get the deal/
I will say your unique though cause you sound is different than others/
Because unlike you they have skill..without dissing people's mothers/
You were right when you said "Your the prime example of what not to do"/
Just instead of refering to the other guy..i was refering to you/

(directed to deeni)

look at ur gut son, i think u've had a lil too much dough/
pillsbury doughboy look-alike, u pregnant?, ur face startin to glow/
deeni's faggot ass is pathetic, he just got served by a newbie/
he'll get burned quicker by me, i'm the vet... he's the rookie/
i don't need 11 lines of garbage, just one more of pure gold/
u like showin examples, here's another, ur rhymes are like a story... that's-been-over-told/

HERES A LITTLE SUMTHIN FOR THE BITCHES UP TOP,
THEY BOUT TO BE MERKED CUZ THE GUNS IS BOILIN HOT/
THEY BOUT TO EXPLODE AND IMPLODE YOUR BRAIN/
CHANGE YOUR MINDFRAME FROM WORKIN TO NON-EXISTENT/
SO READ UP AND I'LL TELL YOU BOTH WHAT YOUR MISSIN/
YA GOT NO STYLE, YA PROBABLY GOT NO HEART/
YOU'S BOTH IS BITCHES SO GET ON UR KNEES AND PLAY YOU'RE PART/
LIKE A FART YOU CLEAR OUT THE ROOM WIT YOUR WACK FLOWS,
IF YOU WANT TO MAKE THIS PHYSICAL I'LL WATCH FOR THE LOW BLOWS!!!!

PUSSIES!!!!!!!!!!!

Deeni can't you see that your just a pathetic freak//
Your rhymes are weak and your manner is meek//
Getting dissed then dismissed every day of the week//
Still coming back to spit trash when your futures so bleek//
How do you even have the fucken courage to speak//
Real lyrics rhyme and stay on time, just take a peek//
This bitch is too stupid for me to even call him a geek//
If you had your own thread it would be called "The weak of the week"//
Ya just the weakest chain in this link, don't ya get it? you fucken stink//

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FUCKA BABYLON BANDIT!!!

Explode then implode? not even possible ya toad//
Your lyrically challaged and ya brain is incased in mold//
Son, just put your cards down, cuz it's time to fold//
Since when does a rap not rhyme, does't ten cents still equal a dime?//
Your butchering this art, lines like yours should be a crime//
How ya gonna talk about whack flowz when most ya shit don't even go//
I'm tired of fucken with you, I'll devistate your flow any time, just say go.....

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FUCKA BABYLON BANDIT!!!

(ah, two hot drops in a row, and now he callin out people, that's my son, lol)

deeni, let me explain somethin to u, a gun can't be BOILING hot/
we're all gettin tired of these "rhymes" that don't rhyme, STOP/
even when deeni tries to spell somethin right, he drops the ball/
YOU'RE should've been spelled YOUR, as in... YOUR rhymes are dull/
my style is six lines, so just one more and i'm done/
after u get merked by bounce, i'll be waiting with a BURNING hot gun/

Bad rap, true cause thats all I hear from you,I drop one bar an this queer is through./
Verbals attackin him as I'm askin him Is your name an acronym?
Then this bitch gets slapped again cause he ain't too masculine./

questionin my masculine when ur the one who's feminine/
this fag saw eight mile, he wanted to be just like eminem/
he's been here since october of last year... he's still new to RB/
must be too busy to battle... occupied in cyphers, tryin to be like me/
one more line on this kid, and i'll lower the boom/
leave him stone faced like the pic in his avatar... that's dr. doom/

Xanax is what I prescibe for your depression and anxiety//
Got ya all nerous and fluttering...you can't "DEENI-IT' G//
Locked away in a meantal heath facility since 10-2002//
Just a sick muther clucker with an avitar of his Doc'ta doom//
Fucking with the homie Bad rap, end up back in resistive straps//
I'm not refering to the strap you take in the back//
But the psychotic sunday specials with the torzine attack//
Go a head and bust back, you fucken loony whack//

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FUCKA BABYLON BANDIT!!!

damn that shit sounded like you were on crack
fuck the skill to rap is what you lack
and your avitar is a big "X"
shit whats next must i put a gun to you neck
your rap style is more fucked up than a train wreck
you cant fuck with no dick so you have brain sex
once you get decked your gonna feel the effect

It's a given that all those lines have been said before/
It's a given that your similar to a sale cause your sellin"Weak rhymes galore"/
It's a given that your ing..wait i forgot to put bor/
And it's a given that with one loss your bound to lose more/
It's a given that when it comes to lacking..your the king/
It's a given that readin your stuff you've forgotten skill to bring/
It's a given like 1+1 will always = 2/
And it's a given that like the rest..I've just embarrased you/

This is no challenge..I'll wreck on myself

The only thing you left out is skill was GIVEN to you and you still weak/
You get bitch slapped by me like Nas did M. Bleek/
Your titest line rhymed the same word..And that was your peak/
You look over my shoulder when i write just to get you a peek/
Hopin that my last line will not be overdone by my next/
Hopin that im one deminsional and not complex/
But your hopin and wishin will end today/
Cause even if all the bullets missed..My words dont go stray/

Cocky? I'd say so.

The one and only, and homie u so lonely
only dissin yoself n i c dat u so fony
so maybe u wana talk 2 me and discuss
da fact dat u so disgusting, its gettin dangerous
i think dat i mite bust, showin u how 2 get cussed
keep stayin in ur 1 dimension while im in my 3rd
these r rhymes and regulations dat u neva heard
im bringin a new age and era through this 1 verse
and b careful where u tread incase u catch da curse
Ur words jus gone stray coz i aint seen em
mayb u wana go run and catch em, coz nobody feel em
n only bullets u eva seen is da ones releasin
u best start dodgin n runnin until ur lyrics get decent