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Your a Pussy with your Friends.. But Evil Solo..
ya NickNames Rich Simmons.. Ya People's Homo's..
Got Broke, Solo's a Hobo.. He's Scared.. Like Runnin From Po-Po's..
you aint Evil.. get shot Like Eagles.. Worse then Termenator's Sequal..
Your flows wack and Not There.. ya flow aint Hot.. When Not even Cops Care..
I could "KareLess" wut duh fuck u just said//
Im out to Word Hurt, nothin more nothin less//
Listen'n to a Phat Beat, Keep'n my words fly//
Nice structure "applaudes" way to keep it tight//
What's all this "ur a pussy wit ur friends"??//
U must known 4 a fact, i would of never guessed//
I don't look into that shit, i just spitt/?
Diss, git dissed, git pissed, then diss agian//
U aint even worth a write, worth a rhyme//
Worth "My" time, im out.....goodbye//
Again The Kid's in the wrong place at the wrong time...
And just like before, he dropped the wrong rhyme.
Location's chillin by a crack house, s'all fitting...
Cuz you'd have to be on crack, to call that spitting!
Shit's horrible, all slashed to match what happens to you...
Cuz when it comes to battlin, this pussy's split in two!
Watch out its the ruthless BTK who rides lawless
known for his unreachable Records, both wins and losses!
every other tru vet is doin audio, some of RB's best
how do you expect get recognized when your still battlin Text?
youve been here longer than anyone else thats odd
congrats, you finally moved up, your FINALLY A MOD!
..blah...blah...blah!
Exactly...blah, blah, blah is all I read from you...
Cuz the last line's all I bothered to read from this fool!
He's Solo on an Evil tip, all the good heads won't colab...
So going nowhere's got him phat, well, he grows flab.
And so bad, worse than any rapper I've ever seen...
Concepts fucked so this kid sucks...
..........................And only flows with dramamine!
I just got back To RB and my rust had me reekin
thought id read ur battles to elevate but what was I thinkin?
people who started a month ago are flowin while ur on the bottom sinkin
'fool' 'fucked'? such strong words u even said sucked, dont get blue
I guess ur gettin upset cuz everything i said musta been tru!!
diss'n two at once
Hey kill, nice record//
147-91, kinda respect it//
Altho it's kinda sad to see//
Ur attempts at rap R bout as fake as my Ass being...black n usein words like dramamine//<--lol
Come'on man..what'r u a Nerd? ur worst then that dork dude...i herd//
And solo?? ur rhymes r ugly like yoko ono//
In this rap game, im numero uno//
lol---> ur just a bozo//
After u read this ya prolly gonna go punch a pillow//
..im out.. toke time..
PEEACE..DISS ME PLEASE..haha
The hell was that, your structure's out of wack
was a slack attack, as bad as free throws and Shaq
words you lack, just go back to your crack shack
Tha Kid's a newb at this, his talent don't exist
he talks with a lisp and he's limp at the wrist
Now I insist, ya leave now before I get pissed
this kid claims to be the best rapper numero uno/
you musta been third just waitin for big and pacs funeral/
will someone please calm tha kid down/
he's crazy callin the last kid bozo the clown/
before that you had a shread a diggnity but not an ounce now/
and stop beggin someone to dis you it was bound to happen/
let this be the last time you try battle rappin
sup scorn, ready to git torn n ripp'd//
Ur shyts cheap like a ammature porno flick//
So do not only me a favor but 4every1 n zip it//
Just lookin at ur 3rd post diss, gitz me dizzy n sick like im doin whippits//
With rhymes u write, u don't deserve excistance//
Ur just a worhtless person, im takein all tha way like tha Pistons//
Tha kid's text is whack, like he smokin' doobs
It's too easy to beat up a boy with no pubes
Your words are like a blind man shooting.. no aim
Your words aren't hot but they show you're a flame
Ya like a schizo, you think ya punch hard? you're insane
there's pain in ya lame excuse, and in my victory column, a gain
Ok Vagrant Scorn
The doctor slapped your mama when your ass was born
And speaking of you fat ass mama
I rode the bitch like a fast ass yamaha
Gonna lite your ass up like a book of matches
Because the shit you type look like chicken scratches
I dont want to make this diss too hard and too long
Like my dick sucka, my word is bond
HAHAHAHA!AT SCORN!..
Dude, don't make me laugh//
Dork, u know for a fact u can't rap//
Scorn, let's go smoke a "doob"<--wtf?// " wow "
U crack me up, u call me a NoOB?//
Alright then, let me show this bitch a line//
And have it take over faster then that white kind//
Don't allow me to leave ur ass stunned//
Comeback with a wack comment ~im havin fun~//
Or be like Dork, u better go grab a gun//
Seemz like ya guyz can't verbaly hurt me//
So u have to imagine shootin me, im done//
this bitch here,iz da kind to get abuse by tha daddy,
slapped up an fucked inda fanny,
now even ur bro's a wannabe daddy as he sticks it in ur granny,
nanny ,frankly u dont look right in them panties,
ur uncles in da corner flat out on da gear,sat in shadowed corner in fear,
he's paranode,he's gotta think he's hulk slip him a steroid,
he thinks wer at war wid androids,an da earth at his end b cuz we're being bomb my metoroidz,towardz da end ov ther life this iz wat ther image showed up like,
wid a family like dat ,wat da fuck u gunna grow up like???
U gotta be smoke'n pole//
Ur Rap iz all wack.
Vocab iz bad
Ur shyts wack N fruity like dole//
I could barley git a grip//
Of wat u were tying to spit//
talkin bout uncles N grannys//
Man...go suck a dick//
LOL yes i laugh at chu//
Ur bout as fake as Pamala Anderson's boobz//