Diss The Bitch Above You Cypher

The Grimm Reaper will reap so don't sleep or make a peep
I'm deep I got a shotty and it pumps like a jeep
As it pump you weep, you're up shits creek
I'm not pumping De La Soul, I'm pumping little creeps
With heaps and heaps of lead, like sheep they're lead
To their deathbed, fed instead of making bread
They're left dead, ripped to shreds, twist and hanging like dreads
I rest heads with bed like Club Med
Get wise, realize that sometimes hypnotize
Emcees who my rhymes and lines that they memorize
Dropkick dipsticks, built like thick sticks and toothpicks
I kick ass, quick and sick like a karate flick
Drop you like a brick you tick
Thought you dope but you're shit, you dick I stick
Niggaz up cause I'm a lunatic, my victims are handpicked
You wiped off like lipstick, seasick or homesick
Pretend I'm dad then beat that ass with a broomstick
Say one word and yes your ass I'll chase
That's not gas that's fear in your face
It's a war I declare so beware it's unfair
Cause you can't compare gold to silverware

How the fuck you're a nerd? "miracly"? Try miraculous
Yellow says he's a rap king. My reply? I think it's blasphemous
You ain't shit but a joke, so choke, die, and fly away
You're a talentless broke faggot's what I'm tryin to say
You think your rhymes are dirty and that you're bringin the pain?
Nah, you a fake bitch, Nerdy, and you excel only at givin some brain
Just refrain from even tryin a witty reply
Comin at me proves nothing but that you're giddy to die

I flip trucks, and trick kids.
You stay up and take trips.
I'm here to promote a mix tape and my career.
You here to talk about warfare and beer.
Killing beats call me the undertaker.
You hating too much, your under fakers.
Carrying dead haters, paul bearer.
Never has a sailers mouth, wild terror.
Can I please get some light on this subject.
Your girlfriend's still wondering why you didn't come yet

your diss speaks no meaning
its as if ur left handed
and ur right hand touched scemen
guess this is how it plays
when your below standard of a human being.

u flip trucks and truck kids
i burger flip u and your girls tits
nice having a career in rap
it gets pretty shitty
when your son hears you mumbling about some rant
while u couldve made a job at a postal store holding a stamp.
whats this on ur right hand is that a pen or a mic
screw that shit here is 5 dollars wait there
while i park my bike there

Valets, seriously, you better go park my Taurus.
It least im trying to be original, at least im honest.
You giving me 5 dollars, I'll give you 10 back.
Like I turned the interest, and flipped your own cap.
You say im in a postal store, your girl's a postal whore.
She giving fucks, for shit's luck, and your self is at the core.
At least you starting your profession, burger flipping is occupation.
You playing childish games, I guess my son would call you operation.
If my right hand has semen, it's because it came from your girl.
A tsunami swirl of the tongue, A pool caused from whirls.
If im below standards, you aren't on curriculum.
You strayed off path, when making words like Ridiculum.
Shitty is something you should know about, since your a janitor.
Or a Master of Custodial Arts, your below Novice, Amateur

It's been a long time,
... I shouldn't have left you...
Without a dope spit to get you,
Thinking absurd like a four letter word...
"Like" "this" "Lame" "lack" "fame" "solo" "nerd"...
Sicker than most with more reason to boast...
Got my eggs and my bacon, so this ni**a is 'toast'...
My spits sounds like prayed hymns...
... In the A.M.'s...
When its time to role,
... "Yellows" like, "I wanna stay in"...
Yessum, I will list'em, I never miss'em...
He "12-36'd" me,
... Said Fuck it and "86'd" him...
Early drop ain't hard, just to get the ball rolin'...
Come funny like a 'tard,
... You'll get a foot in ya colon...

Get a foot in your colon?, well I guess theres your bowel movements
Simon Cowell loosened, you would know that because your coward movements
Mr. GoodBar?, I swear that's what you girl said, in the middle of her head.
On the bed, I was entertaining her, like Ced-.
Rick James I knew she was a super freak
so I said baby give it to me.
Leaving traces at the crime scene cause I wanna be caught
I wanna be fought, waiting for the people to come in slip up.
Come in trip, I take them and annihilate, like a fluid stranger.
Fluid transforms to liquid, cause thats what you taking.
To take control of your mentalness, so what I'm saying.
Is that you broke, poor, and not ready.
Putting nerds is something that may not be healthy

You got,

... Mad skills...
And that's, that shit I need...
"Fluid transforms to liquid",
... Genius, way out of my league...
I make money, gettin' honeys,
And That's 'bout all that I can do...
Fuck Mercedes and the ladies,
... Dude, I wanna be like you...
On my ass in the dust...
Ride the bus if I must...
Always cuss when I fuss...
Got no gats but I bust...
Not my time now, but later...
... Cats call me a hater...
... Fuck that ni**a "Thump"...
His "Flo-rides" like a 'Gator'...

^^personally i hope u stop soon or at least rethink what u wrote?
i dont make u swallow bullets i just put the heat to ya throat/
so when u speak u will choke/
and while u gaggin i tell u its fun how i creep with ya hoe/
man im a beast with the flow/
a monster with the words/
a hire goons not to kill ya but to stomp ya on curb/
got ya bitch on my dick and ya mamas on the verge/
she like damn who that young n*g*a rippin my son/
i cant help it dawg im eatin while u nibblin crumbs/
i stand up and fight while u shiver and run/
i make it rain 50's while u drizzlin ones/ (lol)
im gettin head from a bad one while u twiddle ya thumbs/
come on man im 5'7 but my flow is as big they come/

I toss the ball make play my bitch
When your done retrieven i hit u with a switch
If you start complaining porn star
youll never be rich stop ur cryin little snitch

It dont hurt it just stings open up your mouth friend
Ima make your tonsels in your esophigus sing
Put on your cranium i leave u thoughts like bread for a pigon
If you cant comprehend these paragraphs open u with a insition

Darkness ingulfs your wisdom
as the water rises with the tide
Feel the power of the universe
As the moon pulls u for a ride

I hate to tell you clown, but your disses suck
So I'm about to knock you down, and your missus up
I'm sick as fuck, looks like this faggot's missin' luck
Got him like a deer in the headlights, while I'm piss drunk in a truck
But anyway, Moonkloud, tell me what's up with your name?
The moon hides behind clouds, so is it like you're hiding in shame
When you searched your mind for lines, and saw the rhymes that came?
Cause your concepts are awful, kinda like elementary art
Because they look like shit, and if you pick them up, they fall quickly apart
So go alone and drink and get to drivin a car
Cause you may be the Moon, but you've got no shot as a star

Im here, dusting of my skills
Punching at jugalar, going in for the kill
Yeah my bars are real
Step up and ill make you my next meal

Im too ill...

u to ill? not with thosee wacc ass lines/
your flows is nickel bags mines is fat ass dimes/
from louisiana? i guess wayne is your inspiration/
but he kiss niggas like baby and take anal penetration/
bars are too short and your rhyming is nursery/
mines are too sharp they use each one for surgery/
all my lines killed u, u wudnt even come close to hurtin me/
matter of fact u can use mine and i wont report the burglary/

look at this kid's life and u won't ever find bitches
it's ironic how i'm giving 9stiches to 9stiches
rip you in two like a failed test during the school year
how does it feel to the be the biggest homo dude here

how original of u to say u gave me 9 stitches/
like i aint heard that before work on ya rhymes bitches/
thats nonsense but its nonsense that u dont know what 9 cents is/
broke ass nigga hoes give u them fake 9 digits/

He's 9stitches, he epitomize bitches for real
How the fuck you stitch up lead shot out of cold steel?
How's it feel when you get the fuckin treatment of snitches
Unknown to the riches, gets nothin but the coldest shoulders of bitches
9's a bitch boy, far away from sexual maturity
10 didgits a phone number; 9's their social security
So don't even front like you pimpin or fuckin flowin with us
Only way you get away from Grimm's hidin, duckin low in the dust

You put invisible gats in the air.
Ill make you disappear like witch project blair.
shove you under the lake,
you'll sell out for diamonds and reaches.
you never stubbed snitches.
you ride with bitches.
I kill in the universes deepest reaches.
Flame sword to slaughter leeches.

your name just describes what happens to you every time
bitch those lines were worse than drunks pulled over dui
i'm rocking and smashing you getting lots of hand action
put me in the ring with anybody like cassius in practice
easy like a bitch who collapsed in the mattress mad dick
fashion the two things on your mind all the time faggot

shit u super saiyan goku? im the original form/
powering up screamin and shit causing a critical storm/
so basically u copied me just dyed your hair like slim shady/
u been shady/ bcuz u a sell out like wayne brady/
i came crazy/ some say i came off like a maniac/
u prolly reading this and thinking of something to pay me back/

i thought you were goku with the way your avy charging up
you soft as fuck pussy,youll be like simba how i scar you up

If that's a punch I'm bout to blow your face out
It'll take one jab, this bout over race out
You lamer than a double amputee without crutches
And when they pass the dutches, you pass, no puffing
I ain't got time to serve you properly
Lucky for me that weak drop makes you my property
I'm saying I own you if you only leave 2 bars
And I stay and drink at the 3rd when I only leave 2 bars

Well it's good to know this faggot drinks in bars
Cause with his lower level rhymin he won't be gettin very far
Be grateful you have me to study, take my drops as advice
I'm showin Sinna the error of his ways like I'm Jesus Christ
It's men and mice you tryin to compare to me
It's clear to see, nobody feelin Sinnamon above the age of three
Cause you're not hard, you're just a candy ass faggot
Couldn't eat any more dudes meat if he lived his life as a maggot
So put up a line and I'll tag it, you don't come close to me
I beat your best-thought out writtens with an easy yet explosive free

^ this niggas an imposter, Fuccin Justice Grimm
They open his post thinking its me. see trash
........close it out fast like oh no it wasnt him
This nigga is the epitome of gay, plays with pythons, bur-knees*
inserts it in his anus, quicc question. Do you feel a breeze?

Burmese= bare knees

I've seen better comebacks from country folks, you might as well stick to "ur momma jokes"

i be talkin swag,
u shouldn't be talkin back,
i know you be cockin your dad,
i'm a very important lad,
i've got so many cats,
you would think i'm importing Jags,
and when i say i swim with the sharks,
believe me cos i don't mean fish,
and when i say it's Boy Better Know,
believe me cos i don't mean dish,
i've got so many flows i'm takin a piss,
i hate people who can't make a decent diss,
you see me on a double date gettin kissed,
or me divin into an ocean thats taking a risk,
that is the end of this little miss.

im swagged out/
fuk FlashO.U.T./
i passed out/
when i heard those weak bars somebody kick his ass out/
i go hard on these disses..i spazz out/
im ya trashman takin this mothafukin trash out/
just with those few words i already beat'em/
sent his ass cryin runnin bak the united kingdom/
i got one question tho who the fuk says "lad"/
"cockin your dad"???... know what i say? "FAG!!!!"/
sorry i had to expose the skeletons in ya closet/
im countin cash while u scraping hella cent out ya wallet/

Fuck it your BROKE DUDE, 'Kamea-MEA', Ill Murk You!
Don't cry when I Hurt You, Leave U Dead Like Goku,
I Don't MIND BiTCHES, Ripping Vages, Leavum 9 Stitches,
Alien Flow, 2 Hands 9 Switch's Selling Your Ass Is How U Define Riches.

I don't need to try to toss this gay fake around
Cause anytime he drops his verse, It's fallin straight to the ground
You're reppin west coast? You're a faggot, but that makes some sense, though
Cause when you write we're seein more gay bars than San Fransisco
He's just a random kid, yo, the dude's got no skills
Only time he pay his dues is on his psychiatric doctor's bills
Easily I fly by you, then I crack your head with a stomp
Without even tryin I leave you cryin, murked worse than a bayou swamp

punk ass... ill take a shit in your lunch bag
nut on ur pb & j and make u eat it u dumb fag
put da knife where ur lungs at, bullets in ur rectum
because he was talkin shit he aint bout, and i dont respect em

Please, everybody on this site, give this dumb mother fucker a standing ovation...
Because V-Neck is a Hazzard to his health (MD), like his fucking location...
But its not all bad, his girlfriend just happens to be tighter than emo's-best-jeans...
Not to mention that shit is balder than a set of chemo-test-screens...
Now that's just mean, you woke up great today, at least that's what your mama said...
You must've been shaking when you wrote that, like Tyrone sprinklin' crack on his own bread...

I'll leave you Grinning For Justice, thats the most action you get,
You wining? ur dreaming so fuck this, masturbating the only satisfaction... you get.
Don't Forget, the only time you get girls wet is when you stabb'um to death,
No One Feels You, An Unattractive Bitch, Not A Playa He Only Beggin'um For Sex,
I'll put you in the dirt, I guess that's why your locations the earth,
Your just pissed off at the world cause your daddy's fucked you since birth!

I dont "Diss", I eliminate...
... Let me reiterate...
Lame, i cant assimilate...
Leave'em not seeing straight...
You hatin'? I cant feel your hate...
... Im spittin' like a scholar...
I stretch "V-necks" looser than ya motha fuckin' collar...
Thump's punches got you hatin' him...
He puts them to ya cranium...
And has you seeing stars like the dallas cowboy stadium...
Ya verse was nursery, hardly an adversity...
I put him in a hurse, you see... My spits fall short of cursive, 'B...
No "Pro"in your "verseity"... You'll never be my equal...
This beat down was part one ... Stay tuned for the sequal...

What The Fuck Do You Eliminate Dude?
Fuck, After I Beat You, I'll Illuminate You,
I Don't Want Your Vision, I'm Used To Seeing Straight,
You Ain't In My Devision, I Don't Even Have To Concentrate,
Me Losing Rarely, Did Your Punch's Hit? Barley,
Your Rhymes Couldn't Be Dope If You Used A Dictionary.

I'll sink your status bitch and leave your corpse in a ditch
Cause when it comes to writing scripts, you suck like a leech
Please get off the cipher section 'fore i leave u with lesions
You fucking vermin, u aint a thug but a deacon
So quit rap and write sermons for the congregation
Cause in hip-hop hall of fame your name will never be mentioned

Samuri honor you have not:This cat should slip on his sword:Perminatly cut off his own cock:He talks of Violence:He's never been shot:Hardest thing he done involves a priest and prayer cloth: He's not a contender and don't have a voice: History remember's the victor: This cat winning ain't even a choice...

This guy was never on point..let alone On-Line always at the wrong time
That's why his flow is so messed up cus his disease also affects his rhymes
You ain't ready to compete with anyone..so who you dissing, yo?
And dont gimme that cat look when I call u a fag cus even yo title says so

Yep, I am what you say I am...:FAG-Fucking,ALL,GIRLS: My dick came more times then BOS has every touched on girls. He playing the homo card cause that's all he's got:He spits more male seed then Jenna Jamison has touched cocks. Test me boy and I'll send you home crying: Slice ya with vowels and constatants and leave ya torso flying: Seperate ya ankles from ya legs and knees: This a puppet battle and you a marrionette to me...

I got this Locked bitch...ever since you joined RB
You're getting popped already even though it's just January

I've done the research and man your raps is tragic: You couldn't pull lucky charms out a box and call that shit magic: January or Feb, or any month of the year: Your raps is cross dressing and you come off as the queer: If we was boxing you would be a easy beat: I know more kids that got harder lines from the dirt stuck to they feet: Quit man, you not on my level: I'll shit on you harder then bricks broken into pebbles....

your as sick as your structure, No I take it back your a little bit worse,
If I went harder I'd rupture every bone in your body, or even worse,
I'd make your kill yourself, cause I bet your nothing but a Emo Kid,
Lashing out at the world for all the butt fucking you and your father did.