aight this goes to j@yhull

J@yhull you fuckin bitch ass nigga, go out back, and pull the trigga, shoot yourself in da head, make sure your dead, i'll come get ya, and throw ya in a basket, cause you to poor to afford a fuckin casket, no one gives a fuck if you die, no one would even cry, no one gives a shit, about a wannabe rapper, who can't fuckin spit,

pair-of-dyce

hey yo sup, i think this little nigga needs to shut the fuck up, he goes on and on about how he's the best, poor guy can't get a girl, he resort's to incest, what a sick little bastard, man your just a rappin hazard, you think your so fuckin good, but i can rap better then you ever could, i'm not even fuckin tryin, and this spit probly made ya start cryin, that's all i'm gonna say to this faggot, fuck you buddy, you ain't ever gonna make it,

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Wtf is this?
You got beef nigga. That shit ain't even flow, what is it a speech? C'mon kid, if you wanna diss me you gone haft ta do way better than that. So when you find skill, or when skill finds you, meet me in Bitch Slapped.

dyce will eat you yo!! lol

wasup playa, long time no see!

he already did.....

Yo take that finger with the 1 on it and shove it up your ass/b4 my tek 9 be, sluggin up your ass/you like CHARMIN bathroom tissue, you soft ass shit/yo Dyce get this WacWallyGreen nigga, off your dick/b4, I hit him in the mouth Nisquick/you punk ass bitch/

OHHH shit fuckin' comedy!!!

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peace!

that was one of the wackest things ive ever seen.....

and thats my diss!

"For a bitch"
If art truly imitates life yo face
must
be breakin
mirrors//
I hope my last attack left u nursing
"Burns" like "Mr
Smithers//
Im dropping bombs with rapid pace Hans
Blix declared my
style unsafe//
make "Jokes" until my
"punchlines" tattoo bruises
on
ya
face//
This pussy's been fucked more times on
2
rhymes than
Annabell Chong//
Watch him swinging from Pac's nutsack
like a phallic Donkey
Kong//
Its time 2 burst ya bubble Imma leave
ya
senseless inna
sentance//
"I feel sorry for...." shit
y'all know the line in
Menace//
My "flows" simply 2 deep
Imma
leave you treading water//
Shoulda took a vow of
"silence" now this
"lambs" off to the
slaughter//
My metaphors are like a hangover-you
wont get them til the
morning after//
from now on call this fool Ja Rule-cos
he aint no fuckin
rapper//

to mcleevers

man you can't spit, i didn't even read your whole shit, if it was on paper id be lit, my my zippo or somethin else that could get rid of it,/ come up with somethin better or you should just get out of here, i'll bet you a hundred bucks that you are a fuckin queer!!!

dont like to name names so ima diss the fucking board
a whole crew bag of fake emcee's incapable of delivering more
ya'll think you got the answer to gay disses and poetic rhymes
shove another dime up your ass,quick fast,retrieve grieve off your mind
tired of phony rebels thinking they got answers and holy metaphors
why you think you lost to that boy who couldnt calculate small little decibols
and for all the rest of you who thinking the chance of improving will do
split your personality in 2, then you and your mom'll be less of an issue

this is towards Illuzionist (cuse i really dont have no beef with anyone in here)


yo whats ur rap name illuzionist,
u aint no real emcee u just an impresionist,
i slaughter u on the mic cuse i'm that lyrical arsonist,
now u know yo flow wack so why presist,
u embarrassed yo ass so badly now even yo momma wishin u didnt exist,
now its known for a fact nigga u truly wack,
Illuzionist writin shit this site gettin dim-again,
u aint from detroit stop tyin ta be eminem,
u get used once n thrown away like a tampon that resembels yo personal life cuse u quiet feminem.

now let's try and say something real quick about this little bitch
quick little trick'll get us through another day of listening to him
he signs trill up in this joint, lets pay respect dont stare and point
cuz its clearly another case of gay emcee with fake exploit
these homosexul embryons step to the mic with the force of many
cuz the shit in his rap style's plenty,you'd think he changed 2 balls for a pussy
now ima show you these 5 cents, fore your wack set to just reset
unwanted fumes from toe to neck make anyone around you reflect
and now its you who's lost the bet, the final game is taking over
by a greater rap warrior, who's got no need for treasured clovers

your name is illuzionist cause you squat when you piss,
you can't come up with your own shit,
reading a book of other peoples rhymes when you spit,
that is pretty cheap man , only losers sink that low,
go back to what you do best , suckin dick for blow.