Re: Diss the bitch above you
ok, lets pretend, whatshisface, could go for the win
and his flow was dope an punches actually hit anything
he read a verse an tactfully flipped everything
his lines connected and disses were factually relevant
but no, oh no he didn't i don't know how he did it
but again he missed it, coming at me with weak shit
accept defeat bitch, or write something decent
your first verse was shit, the next four continued the trend
maybe you'll come back with something better when
you shut the fuck up and start listening
but until then, i dont see it no different
you post a spit, then i fuck you up again!
Re: Diss the bitch above you
gayweight, one eighty, thinks himself the young shady,
flow like the traffic when it snows on a payday,
didn't like my darts reference? that's evident,
but it was relevant,less forced than your rhymes which came across like sediment
i'm sitting in my element, girls getting sticky,
my words are double what yours are; they're the three sixty,
you couldn't fuck up shit, although it's probably your hobby,
any of this getting through? come in one-eighty, copy?
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Wait, what the fuck is this, all I see is bitches
Is there something I missed, or am I supposed to get vicious
And eat these little kids like it'll earn me some riches
But, I have to admit, little dumbshits are delicious
Sprinkle some shame, taste it before you finish it
Let me spit this shit to myself for a minute
Oh shit, did you hear that?! -- you kids probably fear it
If I were you little munchkins, I wouldn't even come near it
Shark-tooth, the truth is you aren't like the rest of these fools
But, you seem to have a pussy, so you're clearly a bitch, too
But, one-80, maybe you need a different name, B
it's too easy to mock, now go on ahead and turn around -- see?
Grab your knees, no, try your ankles, here comes your uncle's wanka
And if you try to squirm, he'll be sure to spank ya
T.dot, just stop, you're just not, anything hot
Your rhymes are poor, I just ignore, I simply hope your fingers rot
Bos, you must be lost, the lady's room is that way
Not to say you sound gay, but there's clearly bitch in what you say
Maybe your voice needs some bass or maybe you just need a lay
But get off my nutsack before I slap you to next Wednesday
And in last place, as always, is my boy WhatsHisFace
I didn't forget you, but I hope you thought it just in case
All I can say is I hope you're in school if you want to paper chase
Because no one will pay to hear you simply spit in hip hop's face
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what the fuck was that? you practising writing a bible?
as long as you put me in the title, i guarantee your survival,
cause i am vital, the rest of you are just an addition,
and if you don't, youre on my hitlist, i pray to someone you listen,
- i'm the head of this religion, you're the opposite, scarred,
just Eko my bars with the weakness of a rat that's been deserted on mars,
and left for days, weeks, months, almost years to starve,
whereas me? i've gone in hard, ate rappers like you for a snack with a million carbs,
and your next, i'll blend your pecks, mix it with the blood in your legs,
take a picture, and send it to your girl, friends and family in a text,
so as just a warning, be careful if you're gonna post next,
i'll concentrate on turning you too into emotional wrecks,
anyway i've never been a monosyllabic rhymer, that's true,
go above and beyond in comparison to you..
you just got trod on like a shoe, and there ain't shit you can do.
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You need to review your lines and redo that shit,
when I see your bars it's like ~ItHurtz, deja vu with this kid.
talkin' bout hitlist? more like a to do list, and maybe one for shopping,
battle me? shit your better off dodging, it be a KO cuz i'ma champ of boxing.
You kno what'll happen if i see you ungaruded, nigga you'll get dotted,
no lie, or we can text, either way "y'aint want it"
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whats with all the similies an shit bout it hurtz you
its pissin me off so much i might merk you
burn your text light pussy like a candle
graffiti all over man's house like a vandal
no textcee your first win was just a typo
lyrics bit and injected in your brain like a hypo
your lyrics shit strong suggestion leave the cypher
bitch follow my lead like i was the fuckin pied piper
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I'm tired of readin' your lame raps, why don't you just go lay back
And let the real rappers spit while you eat a snack
I know my intricate lines pain your tiny mind
Causing your brain's creases to fold over into tiny lines
Aw, don't start cryin', at least you're here tryin'
Just kidding, quite while you're way way behind, friend
Shit, why the fuck did I just call you that?
I wouldn't be your friend if you had cheese and we were both rats
Nevermind, I digress, I'm getting off subject
When it comes to rappers you should be in a different genre subset
Called "Young Strykes Bullshit- You should never listen!"
I'm done with you kid, go ahead and start bitchin'
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I'ma show you... how brittle. How little. Show you a mirror. You display muscles measurable to a gritter. Show you how to eat like some real life killers. Death's a cometh my words a grand golden summit swing the ax across your girl's beautiful soft stomach then cum on it. That's three Strykez send you to your maker and bring you back to describe the color of the light. What I write comes from a place where it's ill type. Your raps are like a posse full of dykes they just ain't my type. You scrap where Pittbulls fight you must think you hostile I walk the grounds wolves hunt in the wild. I'll make you walk 8 miles and cook more beef than Julia Child clean up on aisle five show you how die detectives find a little child around the age of about four or five too afraid to cry blooding dripping down from a man hung on the ceiling out to dry
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yo s-tupid s-hit head, how the fuck are you?
is your brain malfunctioned? D-2 R-2?
..see im a sharp dude, your just shark food
I spark the.parts that.starts lyrics from the hearts
YOU RETARDS!
Dont fuck with me I got H.I.V
But im in yo girl Hittin Intense Velo-ci-ty
And I swear to god
no bull shit better be under me
So if you swear your hot
I'll still be the shit.somebody plunger me
under thee.wonder Pee where Jay lay so comftably.
your my son ta be cuz im a mother fuckin father see.
And your moms help step dad spread fatherd seeds
I mean he fatherd three..times 110291 probly
i fuck ya sista, cuzin, brother's girlfriend, n all of the auntys
make they pussy raunchy..smell it out of the cauntry
over seas middle east back to californias Palm.Trees....Bitch
Re: Diss the bitch above you
You can cut the tension
basically he ain't saying shit in each of his sentences
chop off his arms before he goes off about firing modern weapons
let me retire you off ....go off and collect that pension
better yet copy these rhymes consider it a extension
you ain't a home owner yet? Let me introduce you to Satan
I want the homage on time every month if you wanna begin renting
I'm betting he never encounter a human trapped inside of a monster
You should sit here admire and ponder
how the fuck did he flop a straight this ain't Rounders
Now I'm fighting loan sharks from tearing you apart
Yeah I work for a newspaper writing for me is an art
but when danger starts you hear Lois asking "where's Clark?"
he talking about parts that make your heart spark?
it's just an electrical impulse.... guess dumb as fuck is the new smart?
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alright you got me..Im a lil sleep deprived
surprised that you arrived so quick
(thats what she said about So.Small dick)
the lyrics i spit will make you drown in green & brown shit
that look like your girl that you've been walkin around wit
boy you can cough your lungs out but you still wouldnt sound sick
theres no point in battlin you, this is a round tip
cuz monkey see monkey do you spit what im found ta spit
it dont make sense, your painted gold bars are coun-ta-fit
foo gazi so they must be willy wonkas choc-a-lit
so keep chasin them dreams charlie and spend ya last nickle
and if you add 2 more cents I'll throw in a sickle
so you can hide and commit suicide as i giggle
the tide i ride is so alive tsunami flow aint nothin short of little
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the blackest of magic, graphic schematics
leave ya hacked up with hatchets on matress fabrics
bash ya cap witta ratchet, bagged in the attic
'for i splash gas, 'n torch the establishment
stick a fork in ya abdomen, laugh again
at the sound it makes, stabbing in
stage an accident, masses of faulty wires
that blazed 'n collapsed ya shit,
call me sire, the king of satanic spits
damage kids, manufacturing madness is
my duty, im truly glad at this
i love seein fluids from cabbage drip
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You a counterfeit priest, i'll snatch your soul and take it to Lucifer's midst
And squeeze life outta your disciples and use their blood for my ink
Cause i make even the most composed shiver and wither
Im a death-eater, i'll stab your liver with the arrows from your quiver
I'll burn down your whole fortress, cause im the monster with no conscience
Drag your mom to the forest, rape her to death and rip out her eye socket!
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You a counterfeit priest, i'll snatch your soul and take it to Lucifer's midst
And squeeze life outta your disciples and use their blood for my ink
Cause i make even the most composed shiver and wither
Im a death-eater, i'll stab your liver with the arrows from your quiver
I'll burn down your whole fortress, cause im the monster with no conscience
Drag your mom to the forest, rape her to death and rip out her eye socket!
Re: Diss the bitch above you
wassup Mackz? I already beat you and Archer is next okay,
My keystles could rip what takes you all day!
i'm ruinin' u cat's records with my wordplay,
and jaypea you can get it too you gay fuckin' lame.