Diss that bitch above you!

[Born To Kill]

SIX (6) LINES MINIMUM!!!

We'll have to be mean to you if you refuse to follow that rule!

Tear it up, make em cry like they lost they puppy!

Start with me!

[conquistador]

Fuck a gun a pump all that bullshit
I'll use my car keys to split yo shit
Get hit quick with smart remarks
I won't say a damn thing except"yup what now"
You was oh so hard when yo homies was present
Now you wanna pout like a bitch that's pregnant
It's so pleasant
To know that my worries deluded
And faggots like you keep looking stupid
This music but let it be that and nothing else
Because without a weapon I'll ruin ya health
Pull up to ya crib is a honda accord
A throw away I can afford
Then beat yo ass till your bones distort
Ofcourse I'll fuck you up
Better weave,dodge and duck
Then be absent from the police report
These just words right I ain't serious
Why not
My name is real the game is real even my real block
You thinking chill stop
It's not that serious
But off the internet beef really is

[Born To Kill]

I'll stay home and murder you, do it while I spit...
Cuz why the fuck would I go to MD...
............................Just to flush a pile of shit?
We've been here before, Carlos, you know the score...
It's like 4 million to zero...I'm always killin whores.
And ya just another bitch, I mean ya got feminine flair...
Cuz if I'm not mistaken, don't Barrett's belong in hair?

[mc heartless]

yo ....fuck is this bitch back?? you shouldve been banned...
droppin your bollox on the forum like you the man....
your jus a punk pussy who a lyrical farce.....
i looked at your photo...is that your face or your arse....
you mightve murked me way back then when i was a herb...
but since i grew bigger than you now your the nerd....
shits absurd....
i dont see why you didnt jus change your name.....
cuz on fresh of my obituary list...is your only claim to fame...
your on a marathon...but your runnin for your life....
cuz im dealin smith and wesson...and you dealin fisher price

[conquistador]

Born to kill's record is a fluke confess it
Fucking idiot scared to leave texas
Fucking confederate sending web messages
I know a few mexicans'In h-town
Pussy wanna hate now
Believe you safe, get you I will
Across your ass cheeks
It's written "Born to kill"

[explicitrhymes]

what the hell you talkin about bitch you from maryland/ how gangsta is cornfields where is the crack and the herion/ what the fuck you think you from 8 mile/ if I were to show up on georgia ave resistance would be futile/ your jus one of those wannabes/ always tryin to follow me/ but any way I'll help ya kid/ save this post and when I'm famous and rich/ you can sell this on ebay and see some bids/ someday I'll be in the rap bussiness/ I can rap myself in to guiness/ no gimmicks/ wait a minute, I aint finished/ someday I'll see in maryland on my way to a concert and I'll see you and laugh/ don't worry though I'll be kind enough to give you an autograph/

[mc heartless]

yo explicit.....your shit verse has jus put me in a rage....
now that ive found your post count is proportionate to your age...
who would want your auto graph....nigger im from a different class....
infact if i ran out of toilet roll.......il use it to wipe my ass...
boy i was born for this game....rap fits with me snugly..
im the "good" you the "bad", and carlos is the "ugly"....
i drop ecleftic lines to outshine wack rhymes....
you'l equal me: your best lines times five......
im like a pyschotic nigger...but im aware of your existance....
ive got a itchy trigger finger....il put an end to your resistance

[deeni]

How you gonna come around talkin all that junk
when you know that when you come around you lettin off a smelly funk,
smellin like shit cuz you talk so much of it-
wackness I'll have none of it, I aint ja rule but I still got 100 clips
to go wit 100 guns wanna front next time your rappin
is in the inside of a 50 gallon drum, i'm the whole cake
you jus the crumbs so you fallin off like there was a cliff at the end of your verse
i'll leave you holy like church you carry round guns that dont work,
rebodied your still bein potty trained
why dont you do us all a favor and get the fuck out this game

[Southern Finest]

Damn, That shit above is bad^^^/
they must think rapping shit is a fad/
born to kill you about to get killed/
and deeni, ill wipe you up like a fucking spill/
Cant no one step to me, and say they won/
your all a bunch of homos, like j-kwon/

[mc heartless]

nah the favour i should be doin is murkin your wack ass....
which imma proceed to do....once ive pulled it out the trash....
i thought that punk pussys never had a brain....i guess i was right....
like you were failed by your seatbelt...l i know you dont keep your shit "tite"...
your about as "weak" as someone homeless on street...
your lyrics try to " bite " but they aint got no teeth....
i drop proverbs to intimidate wack herbs....
you drop shit verse to incorporate loose words....
my names heartless, i think up lines, im reppin it for my city....
come back to this....and the crime report wont be pretty...

[Born To Kill]

Get the fuck out and take back ya stupid verse...
Cuz it seems Lousiana fucked up...
......................And sent the Southern's Worst!
Look at you pimpin battles that peeps ignore...
Not scorin any votes cuz ya such a fuckin bore.
Been beat 3 times, and though I've lost more...
I've rebounded, kid...and left ya on the floor.

[D-Bate]

Quit puttin others down, kuz you'r lyrics are the worste I've seen..
Theres no fuckin way you're a king, even if you married the queen..
You need to sober up, you had to many pills-dude..
Your Fate is to die, kuz I was Born To Kill-You..
I'm gettin the job done, and really theres nothin you can do..
Kuz once you see these words, your rappin days are THROUGH!!



Edited the Errors!

[D-Bate]

have should be had***

[mc heartless]

ha ha...try to come in here...swingin to start fightin....
i "d-baited" the fish hook...this dumb fucks still "bitin"....
stop skipped grammer class "Kuz" its startin to show...
like disable runners...you lost cuz you started to "slow"...
OH NO !!
there goes his flow....
out the window...
with his bushy afro...

[D-Bate]

The only thing I bite, is the pin of the grenade..
You run for cover, kuz from my Lyrics you can't be saved..
So once I blow up, you'll still be hittin this Forum..
He couldnt beat me, If he had his verses writin for'em..
I'm heartless I'm killin your-mental, you need to accept defeat..
You're like a Veggie-Instrumental, Kuz you just 'Beat-Your-Meat'!!