:laugh2: lovin that dizz at the endQuote:
Originally Posted by Konfuzion
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:laugh2: lovin that dizz at the endQuote:
Originally Posted by Konfuzion
1suck flow 0 guts in all usa the bitch/
who likes getting fucked behind the mall/
and it takes a whole buch of brains for a nigga to talk big/
acron size brain like a peanut gig kid watch out cause i will lay the/
smack down on ya ass like wwe did raw/
and u pop smile faces cause u seem to be happy but under that smile are rhymes that are sappy/
jay Looks
Dont be so stupid, ur the hater now
my album drops G's, ...
u get as much as u would from a paper route
IM a keep comin and cappin these in u
have more noodles...
on u then a fucken japanese menu
next time run, when u here in comin back soon
caz im a have u in more heat....
then the hot water in ur bath room
This nigga aint play hard enough to make scars
im a put u at home...
under ur tombstone in the grave yard
jay Looks
this nigga claims hes hard, but obeys laws
I'll make my own shit up....
winner is whoever knocks in the eight ball
Im the president bitch, and spot more fakes
like u daily....
got RB cops on ya like u missed a court date
I can afford crates of gold chains
ur bens flows plain..
im rollin in it, and got bitches blowin me like nintendo games
U just a phony ass man
have u in life like a crack pen
takin aspirin to listen to urself rap ten rymes
U rappin blind, it happened to be fine
until u started askin me for scraps on my dimes
Go fuck urself poser, u aint even black G
im a have ur body...
cracked the other way lookin like cat feet
This should be simple//
ill shoot you down now you dont have to smile to show dimpeles//
these are lyrical missles//
your not ready for warfare//
mad because the only runnin water you got is tears//
you heard im on tha loose so you runnin scared//
balled up like your trashy rhymes hidden in fear//
aint it weird//
that you can kill yourself and nobody would care//
they didnt know you was there//
im hittin trees like sonny bono//
you wear dresses and call your self chear//
u quire
Glam What the fuck is your problem man, Didnt you know?
You have to be good at rhyming to even get a KO
In which your not so give it up your style is lost
Gay thug pays whatever it takes for head at any cost
Salads he tossed...But thats not my point..Please die YG
Ill kill ya with the camera like homocidial photoghrapy
ayo fuck that bitch above all he do is ride dicks
i bet he always on his knees and he be lickin his lips
talkin bout u'll shoot at a nigga bitch u wouldn't shoot me
if u eva tried ur on my hitlist and u about to get merked b
my rhymes will leave you down and out just like cam'ron
u'll be like my fuckin doormat just somethin to tramp on
if u eva think u gangsta mothafucka u betta give it a rest
cause bitch u ain't 50 if i put 9 holes in u 4eva u'll rest
YoungGlam
tryin to use my style
u aint no one to talk, how are u bad
only jail exprience u had....
was when u showered with ur dad
This guy is pussy soft, u play doh
hes like a Dragon menu...
always gettin served with an eggroll
U a closet man, call me the locksmith
caz I unlock shit...
like u goin in jail just to suck the cops dick
Im pacs big man, ur a pac fan
lookin like girl...
with more make up then roxanne
Talkin bout tears, but u aint physical
actin like u top knotch...
but posin is not even near biblical
Im like the army, I steam more guns
than ur moms libido...
lets mans meat between her buns
YoungGlam
Im big and bulky, like the navy ships crew
u got a kids body...
thats why I have to baby sit u
U aint no body, I just make u hate more
caz im blessed with style...
and ride the fucken wall like a skateboard
My names tagged everywhere, caz of rappin
people avoid u...
caz u gotta a kids style and look like Jackson
My crews 5 years old, ur crews shit
U heard the rumor...
so like Mike u had to do it
I got guns that can make ur head pop
caz im upgraded...
like a gamer switchin from PS to X-box
i aint use your bitch ass style how do you steal someone style in text
and i dont read your shit i type tha way i been typin dependin on tha level im on
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^^
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You'll think you was a wrestler when i beat you to submission//
drag you and drown you like you was becoming a christian//
i coulda shot you cuz my pocket was 4-fifthin//
meet my buddy there namez are smith and wesson//
you about to fail tha quiz but your testin tha test//
you diggin your grave you must be ready to get put to rest//
i bribed your dad to shoot you i guess he really did love you to death//
YoungGlam
IM tired of beatin young glam dude
I can only hurt...
but killin is something my gun can do
Hes a bitch, Im to scary to spit me one
caz I amaze me...
ur just gun happy from playin Area 51
I dont gotta go hard, and still knock u out bad
smacked u like a bitch...
and u went into a coma from a hit with a mouse pad
^^^I think u should read my hit caz u need some real practice...ur metas are lame as fuck...my dad loved me to death...that was weak
yo dis thread is diss the bitch above u u spit twice
this is living proof you know ur rhymes ain't nice
and u think u can diss me bitch u betta think twice
my rhymes cause more pain than gettin cut wita knife
don't talk shit bitch cause i'm quick to take ur life
i'll kill ur bitch ass throw u in da trash and b fuckin ur wife
hmmmmm i thought that waz longer^
talkin bout guns the only burner you had was on a stove top//
you used to be a bad boy turned gay and learned how to ruff ride like tha lox//
Fuck you you know nothing of pac//
or mabe you do you was tha guy pointin at um standin behind tha cops//
gerenteed if you put out an album its gonna flop//
if you life cuz your gonna feel my metal like tha fans of rock//
i threw a masterlock on this shit and it aint gone open//
your head closed bet i make it open//
tec smokin like it took a hit of piff//
quick to flip//
this shit is a cut shirt offically ripped//
ill be back tommarow to kill it again
hmmmmm i thought that waz longer^
talkin bout guns the only burner you had was on a stove top//
you used to be a bad boy turned gay and learned how to ruff ride like tha lox//
Fuck you you know nothing of pac//
or mabe you do you was tha guy pointin at um standin behind tha cops//
gerenteed if you put out an album its gonna flop//
if you life cuz your gonna feel my metal like tha fans of rock//
i threw a masterlock on this shit and it aint gone open//
your head closed bet i make it open//
tec smokin like it took a hit of piff//
quick to flip//
this shit is a cut shirt offically ripped//
ill be back tommarow to kill it again
hmmmmm i thought that waz longer^
talkin bout guns the only burner you had was on a stove top//
you used to be a bad boy turned gay and learned how to ruff ride like tha lox//
Fuck you you know nothing of pac//
or mabe you do you was tha guy pointin at um standin behind tha cops//
gerenteed if you put out an album its gonna flop//
if you life cuz your gonna feel my metal like tha fans of rock//
i threw a masterlock on this shit and it aint gone open//
your head closed bet i make it open//
tec smokin like it took a hit of piff//
quick to flip//
this shit is a cut shirt offically ripped//
ill be back tommarow to kill it again
recycling his rymes....hahaha what a asshole
yo young glam (sorry to freepost) but u spit the same rhyme three times in a row
Night Walker
this lil chump night walker swere he thug
until i skin his bitch ass and use it for rug
this nigga disgrace to tha hood, you a fucking softey
Darth will extrax yo brains as use it for hockey
come to my city get gun down at the swopemeet
ill but hands on you blood like Darth was Rockey
Night Walker
fuick it here another diss just for night walker
nigga ill fuck you up just like what happen to Ankin Skywalker
hommie you pussy get stuff into my PE lockey
matter fact word on site you got fuck in ass by Robert
nigga i'm calling you out
talent you have? i surely doubt
Darth spit tha cancer flow posioning yo sprout
Night Walker i win this bout, first round KO
my appaite as a fat man lyrically you get consume like chow
Bitch named Darth Mall! I'm knockin hell be dead 1st.
.........Fuck you supposed to be, a shopping center?
Dont ya know I slay herbs, n I kill nerds, all for the fun??
Fortunately you say 'word'....To all of thee above.
I'll fuckin...I'll fuckin...be hurtin ya kid, I'm merkin n then...
Time a make it real personal.. *!...whatsya name again?
Fuck this faggot! I'm finished wit you doggy fetch a bone
Cuz you on here like a computer virus..virtually unknown.
Motherfucker.
Bitch named Darth Mall! I'm knockin hell be dead 1st.
.........Fuck you supposed to be, a shopping center?
Dont ya know I slay herbs, n I kill nerds, all for the fun??
Fortunately you say 'word'....To all of thee above.
I'll fuckin...I'll fuckin...be hurtin ya kid, I'm merkin n then...
Time a make it real personal.. *!...whatsya name again?
Fuck this faggot! I'm finished wit you doggy fetch a bone
Cuz you on here like a computer virus..virtually unknown.
Freestyle Motherfucker.
Darth Maul
I breeze through niggas, and crew battles
and got ships...
u got boats that u manually row with 2 paddles
Fuck around im have in ghost watchin my angel
as he watches me...
beat ur lifeless body into the shape of a triangle
Ur a rookie to this, u aint past dates yet
Im married....
u still in the back givin ur classmates head
Not tryin hard on this nigga
and still smell own...
only shit u touched with a clip was on ya cell phone
darth maul somebody call austin power!cause he have another case of stuck in the 80's//
he a few a few years back thats why his raps outdated//
darth mual split your ass up but you in the background//
cause you aint ready for the lead cause your raps worth a piss my shit goes around//
for fake rapper bite in to them and say its there own//
to i end this war i win no more attack from this clone//
so why wont you get a real battle scared you gettin merked every times//
cuase you hit yourself with every
punchlines//
Godfather I end your style son Call it game over
Not the leader of shit, Never ran the La Cosa Nostra
El Capitan? What was your presence in the war
Bite 2 cents It might be the only thing you can afford
Wanksta I see you blowin Banks in the Fifty video
You tired of your own rap..Like Sleeping in your video
Darth maul-
u talkin all this shit like u can beat me
u couldn't see me if you were wearin 3-D
face it nigga my rhymes is 2 nice 4 u
u will die i gotta special knife 4 u
talk like ur hard i'll come thru ur hood now
witout a worry on my mind witout a .40 cal
ur hood is just too pussy for me do u get that
i walked thru it was like i was surrounded by cats
ur fake gangsta talk gonna make me get my ozi n spray
u don't have too worry about tommorow ur lifes lose today
Indusrty, M Plusive, Godfather, Night Walker
Darth luv way these bitches are triple teaming me
becuase the only way you can beat me is constabulary
Indusrty copy and paste the same weak shit on every thrend
probally got herbs around his mouf from sucking off his friends
now M Plusive want jump into mix, like he was the police
this appetite for destruction consume u like a blood feast
i was born turch mics, so why even try put up a fight
Godfather wacth the kid slice and dice
Darth will leave yo bloody like the crufix of Christ
fall back lil hommie, this faggot dont known me
M Plusive, your shit still replusive, put the laser beam on yo white T
NightWalker always talking about hoods and set
but every time Darth around this pussy my dick eract
fuck 40. Cal nigga i run up on u with a Rocket Luncher
tha flow bonkers, u a low carb ass nigga, eating u wont feel my hungry
yall kats is weak fuck, teaming up, the Darth Maul dont play
too ahead in this race, charge me for man sluaghter, i got another case
Darth Maul
3 Darth haters, now the man know
he aint no body, I hold the guns like Rambo
U just sit there, when i let pain swarm
u know, its like humidity in the air before the rain storm
This bitch is paranoid, we all hate ur key traits
we dont bond but we should come to be teammates
u just like to hate, aight fool play ball dog
I aint peacful, I get mad when the tooth paste fall off
Dont use half my style, and still hood nice
and still suge knight people, lights out and good night
Darth is the lyrical bitch, nigga is a fly weight??
I can make u one, hang this nigga over the high way
have him expose to public, then back grapple him
and bring him down, now u got a taste of fame off rap battles friend
damn i thought my computer waz fucked up is why i sent tha same post 3 times (my fault)
niggas say i should stop ill keep doin what i do if you got an opinion say it i might listen
therez num bad about constructive cridasizum but if you just bein a bitch fuck you NUFF TALK
ight lets play toy soilders ight soilder i spit fire make you melt//
magnife tha intinsity of tha pain you felt//
cant rap to bare skin might leave you with weltz//
and you'll sware you were on fox when tha 4-5 leave you in hell'z kitchen//
girls dont like you everytime you smile its like your teeth pissin//
and the way you smell you'll think tha dead rizen//
mad cuz i got hoes and more bars then you local prison//
ight that waz cold ill warm up JU KNOW
ok ok im gettin warmer still cold tho
M-Pulsive
i guess this time i'll address tha bitch//
fagot couldnt get women so like will smith he hit a switch//
flow burn like perm kits//
put tha heat to your head like a fever when you sick//
i pass this guy this bitch athentic pussy he went out to look for dick//
i know this nigga mom love kids so i let her toung babysit//
she wouldnt let them sit there she had to swallow it//
like joe budden we had to jump off real quick//
back to my real bitch 5'5 with real tits//
but i gotta see what these other bitches workin with//
i got more rock than lit//
hmmmmmmmmmm still cold ill warm up
will someone else post its alwayz this nigga
last one to this nigga everytime im here its his name haha
M-Pulsive
Ima get found guilty of murder like the ovious on court T.V//
kids shouldnt look at this this man slaughter to B//
he cant fuck with me let me guess he gonna make it rape in tha 3rd degree//
ok go head try your best to murder me//
my words will make you choke then ill let you go free//
like me i know you tired to typin Y-G//
i'll get tired of you kill your family literly burn down you family tree//
listen to tha hood single You'll see//
im doin this with ease//
twin shots to your heart make you like fab you cant breath//
like a bad cop take a leave//
you know im in the lead//
all i got is drug money i plant more trees than jonny appleseed
^ I could spit less, and get what you got across twice
Cause nothing you justed posted was..close to being nice
Drop you with a one-two, thats all it takes to leave you torn
Once I drop Young.. like a mothafuckin new born.
aha!
Young Glam
Warmin up
This bitch is about as good at his hooks look
borin as hell like the recipe in a cook book
this niggas is nameless, its still no race
im rabbit fast, hes a dork stuck in a pillow case
I can say anything and u'll like it, im mind blowin
This nigga is just a shithead who needs his mic stolen
Blah Blah Blah, and a felly rubby Shit
Im spell pussy in this telly tubby bitch
Chubby chicken listen to this diss and
keep read till ur fucken eyes sicken
im the boss, the don, the man with heat showin
I got no batteries like the bunny, but i keep goin
My receipts lowerin ur quality on ur rap songs
U like to act dumb, I just like to tap moms
This last line is off the hizzle, i got enough crew
So let go of my dizzle, and a blessin of Fuck You
wtf.....y'all aint close to ready....
this cat flows as smooth as exlax.....looks like do-do...
did ya anal keystyle actually look good to you?
recipe in a cook book?(wtf)
fuck around duck, your goose'll get cooked
silly rabbit, trix are for kids.....
maybe as fast as the ones ya girl has did....
ya last line off the hizzle fo shizzle dizzle bizzle wizzle....best you could do?
snoop couldnt pull off the fad, neither can you.....
so consider this cypher a warning...M pulsive
damn, more like No pulse, I wont let you live.....
fuck wit it
I'm bout to take Outlaw and put him in Jail
He tried to diss M, but nah, he jus Failed
Trix? Dude you're the friggin Silly Rabbit
No crew either, good, now I dont have to Kill These Faggots
Snoop has pulled off more than you Ever Do
Dont' even diss me back, becaue I Never Lose
My rhymes be runnin laps around you like a Race Track
I put a real gat to your face and be like "Take That!"
You usin a water pistol while tryin to kick Fake Raps
These rhymes will eat you up like a cheese Cake Man
m pulsive
HI BITCH IM BACK CALL UP YOUR WHOLE CREW//TIME FOR YOUR GAY HOMIES TO RUN A TRAIN ON U//THIS GUY RUNS WITH FAT BITCHES AND DUDES WHO WEAR MAKEUP//CRIED LIKE A LITTLE GIRL WHEN HIS BOYFRIEND SAID'' I THINK IT'S TIME THAT WE BREAK UP''//STILL BATTLIN PEOPLE UNDER 100 POST// HOPIN ONE DAY THAT YOU''L BEAT THEM SO YOU CAN BRAG AND BOST//YOUR A JOKE// GETTIN KILLED BY WOMAN AND KIDS//DATIN DUDES WHO WEAR STOCKINS,HIGH HEELS AND WIGS//''MAN YOUR BIG''//WHAT M PULSIVE SAID TO THE LAST MAN HE WAS WITH//DUDE GOT AN AFTER TASTE OF ASS,SWEAT AND PISS//CLAIM HE REPRESENTS THE RED, WHITE AND BLUE//BUT HIS FLAGS ALSO HAS PINK,YELLOW AND PURPLE TOO//WHEN THIS DUDE TAKES A SHIT IT'S COVERED IN SEMAN SPEW//AN EASY ASS TARGET TO AIM THIS TO//SOMEBODY CALL A DOCTOR, BY THE NAME OF PHIL// SO WE CAN FIND OUT WHY THIS JACK ACTS LIKE A JILL//COME BACK THIS RAP WAS JUST BAIT FOR YOU SO TALK BACK//UNLESS YOUR BUSY TRYIN TO MACK ON YOUR BOYS BUTT CRACK//
damn.....
VeRbFliPPa
Outlaw_Kid
2 fags in unison
2 bitches who are gay, no doubt
both takin turns mountin each other for a snow plow
U both bow to each other, to suck dick
I dont think out law can get enough kids
Stuck in his teeth, butt to Verbs meat
Puttin his fuckin nuts into his hershey
Outlaw is a real bitch, he took raw
took wet, and even gave verb a foot job
This 2 faggots are nothing, the dudes declare G
but I see 2 niggas who live in more scavangin then the tooth fairy
NO body can get me, Verbs a fuck mate
To his buddy Outlaw, Aka the slut date
u guys are pussies who can eat a liter of cum
i aint pussy, I'd fucken beat a teacher and run
Ur soft like pop tarts, I hope i get raptured
By god before the world captures the spotlight of 2 bitch rappers
Kid change you name to bitten...
I either heard all that before or have seen it written....
All you do is say the same shit every MC says all ya doin is spittin...
ya wastin the time of everyone who reads those atrocities...
My finesse is high class to ya medi-oc-racies...
The only impulse ya gave me was shutting off my internet...
I feel embrassed for ya skillz and anyone who says "Yo I'm feelin it"...
Reading that was like the Jonestown massacre...
it was suicide at the end it was all I could do not to laugh at ya...
that shit is like chocolate on easter call it a passover...
I'll get ya to follow these lyrics just a bit longer here rover here rover...
Now that I got ya swinging on my write lyrical testical... (note use of write and right is intended)
Bring it kid I dare ya to test-this-skill now spit it out ya had ya fill...
Noble
nigga who are u to say shit
basic shit, u a basement bitch who dont deserve a case of hits
Ur more like a misplacement niche
A cajun fish who got dipped in more shit then Scat asian chicks
nigga this shits easy to me
U tease me to cheat, and go full force to eat me and beat
U just gay man, sayin u heard this before
u just a fucken forum whore man, RB dont need more
I seen people like u before on porn tapes
No wait, it was on the box of corn flake
Funny lookin nigga, u hit with soft force
Only steel u ever had was with u on the golf course
U cant diss if u got more shit then Hilton on ya
I dont honor fags, who steams at men like he gots a built in sauna