yeah.. *cough *cough hmm.. yeah okay here i go picking up the flow rolling up dro while u puffin on stress the smoke coming out mah chest is known to be best in west known to put yo bitch ass to rest ha ! well this aint a a battle cuz im leaving u blessed hmm.. but this is the diss the person above u freestyle and im here to rip it, but only for a while and on top of my list and or pile be the youngin named carma-seven sending this muthafuka to the opposite side heaven and it aint fAIR cuz our skill level will never be even on the real ur lucky that i left u breathing now middle finger in the air cuz im leaving =] haha
HipHopAdept what a regret never been caught by the feds tank god for my legs who cares what u said ill be writing till im dead with my crow bar be blowing in adepts head as fifty said im lauging straight to bank ur tag is wack and who is u ill fucking kill adept fuck the haters and the fools .... piece
I'm back with a vengeance Rhymes refreshed like H2O's Valence Instead of bonds, I'm connecting bombs directly linked to your rap burnt on a cd-rom Your raps sink down to the abyssal level to be beaten by a lyrical bevel Nice to meet know I've got to split While I'm gone find some game to spit
This faggots name is fool, and he doesnt no how to diss 1, put this ***** out with my finger like he a spliff run this thread is dead and gone like nixon, need hasmler to revive us like frazier on the knicks- son. or like parasitecrufian gettin all the loot and then, gassin rhymes up while the homie be shootin em. but I know it aint you gettin down with a camcorder, cause the only kinda bitch u get is a mail order let me guess, "you got a bitch whose rich and all sexy" homegirl even got a cute name like lexi but that shits made up like yo dick on viagra, she only comes down when its snowy in niagra. The only bitch you can get is probably old and broke, suck yo dick for a dime and a smoke. "your girls got hot thighs"???? pch! its all lies, she so old she tellin me to fax her my dick size And I dont mind it cause she cant eat it, your bitch come near me and ill kick and beat it edit* kick and beat you while you take a shit on your brother, dont mind me in the other room just fuckin your mother dont mind me in the other room all under the covers, like a slues1 ***** rollin chops in butta like a porky pig ***** with chops and chuck, take all your belongings not given a fuck I be walkin down the street with a wii and a t-v, this fool can only drool in the night when he see me This fool is scared of the dark like hes scared of a fight, even with a night light he see me and turns white This puss in boots sees me and turns shook, like im the serial killer in the scariest book like im a filler in a cake for slow death, nobody goes near this fool cause the smell of his breath nobody goes near him cause he can "make bombs", when really he in the basement playin with mom's shlongs
Im ribcage I type hella long on my computer So listen to me an my song follow tha leader Then again maybe you dont give two fucks One more time for the def life sucks Hip hop to the bone I stay stoned neva alone Chrome apple Iphone allways on roam
chrome iphone this ***** is lying, just like when hes in the back of mcd's fryin sayin hes dealin when hes flippin burgers, ***** talks big game like he commits murders but he dont. cause hes sixteen. lyin about his virginity and age like he moves mean you aint mean breh your soft like paper, aint like my lines cause your a hater aint like your lines cause that shit aint yowder, how many times your mom tell you to stop playin with flour?
dont follow his words like another sheep in the herd this man not concernd for his life until I take his turn muddin' in his wifeys cakes in her nighty she say thanks when im done i dont have to run, i tell her fix me a plate I'll wait on ya husband an when he come he comin undun then this bitch gone make my daughter or son.
............................ uh... was that a cypher? cause it seems more like a few lines of shit. I suggest trying to rhyme and have some rythm next time. you dont deserve to hear more
(He had some rhymes in the lines but they somewhat sucked) Your rhymes are so flat, they're white flaggin' Uttered like a pure-breed John Madden I've dropped deuces with better lyrics than you I know some of them have even smelled better too Hey, but I respect your skill as a writer but back home they call me the poetic smiter You've got as much style as you've got cheddar That's Nada boy, threw it all in the shredda' With my kind of verses they can't be contained so tempo, here I come in disdain You've got tempo like Largo Like Vodka mixed with peach Fango Only hardship you've had is which hand to use But the girls remain elusive to you like poke-snap mew Ribs got the idea, you need some swag Take his advise you flacid fag and if you managed to scored with Rib's girl He'd fuck up your world With a fist to the head you'd be out cold like your mom, he'd have you sold Ribs got skills, and he's a linguistic genius "Ribbed for her pleasure" He's a hard poetic penis So next time you think you can rhyme ask your mom about her and rib's times.
Hey, yo what up its, You should do the BBQ stuff, coz Im the dope-ctor, I bring the strike, when I pop shit and rock shit like Metallica, straight from the fake grass, u cutlass, the irony, used, amused, ur graff smells like broken TV in a toilet, it seems easy, coz its easy for me, u poor lil poet with unknown lyrics, liberal n radical, drought with mind? Im bored of fake graffers, simple married with the paint, little kit, the life is a PIG, break ur university, maybe i will see u, the cash rules the world, ur kid but I eat ur CREAM, u need much bread, but know I am a BAKER! make a day free for the best, i dont know who is, but im looking him in the mirror, lover of tits and Bruce Li things, simple dynomit, and u will pass over, if u had read, I love graff, graff loves me, yo INC! tell em to throw the hands UP!
macedonian, no wonder i was confused by the dialect that you flowin in spittin like that you should have your face broken in so please just stop before you start, at best you could only be a fan of graffiti art inicijativa is the newest starbucks coffee blend and I think you drank too much before you started on this thread The original Risk would probably be pissed, if he knew you bit his name just to come here and get dissed!
Now your never as nice as me mr.pair ah muffin I be over your head ya cant see me end of discussion Claim to be the king of this thread, plz u put me 2 bed Everything you said minimizes your cred - ability Now you see you and me, is two different entitys Where you on one hand so week I could fight wit one hand Still beat yo ass and come out on top so Peter Pan can Get dis diiiiiick, im too sick when I flip shi t Yes I am so quick when I rip it, can ya grip it no you did'nt
you got one thing right , i aint nice only exception is when i write I'll make tempo 718 my play thing me no homo, you pro bono mercy i show no, respect my free flow, slow mo you gettin mo shunned like kid reny i aint dug any of ya rhymes son i admit i might not know how they be doin it in howard but you even read scared i think you coward like prisoners skippin showers And whats the purpose of all the faggotry in ya verses kinda makes me wonder what you really mean when you say your baggin emcees Now lets see, people are going to read this and know that ya frontin you tried to diss me by callin me pair ah muffin, there's the proof that ya bluffin try and fight me one handed and you definitely end up in concussion even ya avatar has you seein stars. I give the listeners something to read about I'm still the king of this thread. Can you hear me now? You've got more lies that a verizon contract I brought back the horizon where you got lost at and ya mind went off track. Never cease to remember the gift I gave you this December no need for a thank you letter just stay off this thread forever. Beat drop @ 1:08
paristicruffian the mad rhymin ruthian, comin here to drop that bullshittin truth again posted up a beat that hurts my ears to play, wouldnt be caught dead slappin that shit in the yay wouldnt be caught dead with ya body in my whip, unless you unconcious in the trunk with no grip you be passed out in the back spooning my spare tire, while im in the front seat listenin to mac dre getting higher Thats the only time me and u could be in the same place, without me taking my knife to your pale face ...lol no bars tonight
mastah no ones dissed you back because its to easy for em while im sittin here smokin gettin blem i cant help but laugh and its not from the smoke i be blowin i thought you were typin in a foreign language and it was flowin till i realized you aint got shit goin| you would be better off blind i can help u rip your eyes out and stuff em in your ribcage leeave you left in a bird cage flapp yo wings, chirp some more and jus di di dip i be sippin on this purple potion got my mind ready to fl fl flip
phrasel my dude the point of rappin aint to just rhyme, theres syllables and beat counts to consider at one time. you also should try not to get off topic, from foreigns to birds wings and things, just stop it. Id be better off blind if I didnt have to read your bullshit, that attempt was worse than eating a mules dick uh, did you have a seizure cause you typed with a stutter? or were your fingers convulsing because of me fucking your mother? not literally of course, just for the sake of this battle, wouldnt beat cakes cause she looks like a dead cattle next time I hope you end your rhyme a lot sooner, cause I want to be done reading t-t-t-today junior!!!
mistah ribcage, you spit tha rage, of a middle-age, rap professor, not yet ready for the track molester, that is hase-one, smoke most, save some, for later when i log in, run shit, well jog in, and watch yall paddle up shit's creek in a to-bogon, im sorry, i just see this forum as a crisp sheet to jot in, it was written, i guess i'll quote some nas in, my battle rap, the verbal Cadillac, pushing twenty over your speed limit, just for you to not read, just skim it, instead of admit defeat, in your head repeat, that's trash, then snap backs, with 4 paragraphs of reply, which will soley rely, on the principal, you reached your pinnacle, got droppped and popped like pimple.